"Why, I am her mother, why can't I see her!"
Mu Airu rushed to Jing Huaizhi's side, grabbed him by the collar and shook him vigorously.
Jing Huaizhi pinched his collar with his fingertips and pulled it back unceremoniously.
She fell unexpectedly.
"Didn't we agree at the beginning that as soon as I get better, we will raise her together?"
"Huaizhi, you..."
She sat on the ground, holding the corner of his clothes with one hand and looking up at him pitifully.
Yu Qing clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, walked up to Mu Airu and helped her up.
"Ai Ru, you get up first, the ground is cold."
Yu Qing's tears kept flowing down her cheeks. What evil had she done to make her daughter like this.
Jing Huaizhi didn't show any pity for her, so he strode back.
He took Zhuli's hand and walked towards the door of the living room.
"If you dare to leave this gate today, you won't be able to see Youyou tomorrow."
Jing Gaoming was really angry this time and slammed the cups on the table onto the tiles.
Shang Jin is caught in a dilemma, having to take care of the overall situation while maintaining the relationship between father and son.
He was stunned and didn't say a word.
Jing Huaizhi showed a hint of impatience and thought his words were funny.
"Scared me?"
"It's a pity that I wasn't scared."
Beads of sweat appeared on Zhuli's front and back, and her slender fingertips touched his wrist.
"I'm not afraid, we will face it together."
He looked back a little absent-mindedly, and it took him a while before he nodded in agreement.
"Okay, listen to your wife."
Mu Airu behind her looked at Qin Se and Ming, with only the word 'jealousy' in her heart.
Since she is back now, she must be killed!
At the dinner table, Zhuli didn't dare to breathe.
Suddenly I regretted my decision.
After dinner, Jing Huaizhi took Zhuli into the second bedroom.
It's still where they lived last time.
Everything inside is still the same as last time.
"Did they say anything to you?"
After closing the door, Jing Huaizhi's tone raised a bit.
It was not difficult to hear a bit of nervousness in his tone.
"No."
Fingertips entwined, she chuckled.
The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he held the back of her head and brought her into his arms.
"Honey, can you promise me something?"
Zhuli listened to his heartbeat and felt inexplicably timid about what he was going to say next.
"Well, you say."
"Can you always trust me?"
"Always stay on my side."
Zhuli didn't know why, she raised her eyes and stared at his rolling Adam's apple, and rubbed it twice with her fingertips.
The man noticed her little movement, took her hand, and kissed her palm.
"What do you want to do?"
She stared at his thin lips with a half-smile.
"I don't want to do anything, I just feel..."
Speaking of this, Zhuli stopped.
The earlobes turned pink involuntarily.
"What?"
Jing Huaizhi was half-bent, his thin lips lightly touching her earlobe.
"Your Adam's apple is so sexy."
She looked a little shy, but the movements of her hands betrayed her.
"Honey, do you know that a man's Adam's apple cannot be touched casually?"
Zhuli opened his eyes wide and asked in confusion: "Why?"
He didn't answer, hugged her waist, lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth.
She also hooked his neck very cooperatively.
Jing Huaizhi squatted down to hold her up, raised his head and took those two soft lips into his mouth.
Her legs hooked up to the man's tight waist.
In an instant, the door was opened from the outside.
What Mu Airu saw as soon as he walked in was such an intense scene.
"What are you doing!"
She clutched her chest and gasped for air, as if she was going to die in the next second.
Jing Huaizhi ignored her and continued what he was doing.
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more out of control, Zhuli chose to show off and stopped first.
"Wait a minute."
She rested her chin on the man's shoulder, and her words were clearly coquettish.
Jing Huaizhi was not in a hurry and half-carried her towards the bed.
The interaction between two people as if no one is around is infuriating.
Perhaps it was Mu Airu's cry that attracted Yu Qing.
She stood at the door dumbfounded, her eyes covered with coldness.
Especially when he saw Zhuli's disheveled clothes at this moment, he became even more angry.
"It's so shameless, the elders are still here!"
Mu Airu squatted on the ground, grabbing her loose hair and rubbing it back and forth.
"You can only be mine!"
"Huaizhi, you can't like others!"
She said, her eyes scanning the room for sharp objects.
Suddenly, a pair of scissors on the dressing table appeared in her pupils.
Mu Airu immediately stood up, picked up the scissors and stabbed Zhuli.
Jing Huaizhi dodged and escaped with Zhuli in his arms.
The scissors stuck straight into the head of the bed.
She was not satisfied and continued with red eyes.
"Mrs. Mu, don't blame me for being rude if you don't take her away!"
Jing Huaizhi's face was so dark that he could drip ink, and his cold voice sounded faintly.
Yu Qing knew that Mu Airu was ill at this time, so she held the scissors in her palm and whispered softly:
"Ai Ru, you have recognized the wrong person. Mom knows where Huaizhi is."
"How about I take you to find him."
Mu Airu looked up at her mother dully, and was led away by her like a puppet.
Even though she had left, Zhuli still didn't recover.
She used to often tease others about their bad brains and mental illness...
Is it time for retribution?
Jing Huaizhi looked up at the woman standing on the bed and said jokingly: "Continue?"
"Isn't it good?" she hesitated.
What Yu Qing said just now came to mind: 'Shameless'.
He grabbed the back of her head, forcing her to look into his eyes.
"Honey, we are a legal couple, besides..."
"Besides what?"
Staring into his bottomless eyes, Zhuli took over the conversation.
"Besides, my mother still counts on us..."
"Stop talking!"
She covered his lips with her palms and said shyly.
"Then lie down."
He glanced at her with interest.
...
"Where are your glasses?"
Zhuli was a little exhausted but still didn't forget to ask a question.
Jing Huaizhi propped himself up on his elbows, lowered his head and kissed her sweaty hair.
"lost."
She wanted to ask something else, but she really didn't have the energy, so she naturally forgot about it.
"Shall I carry you to take a bath?"
"Um."
Guest bedroom
Yu Qing's heart clenched when she saw the pain on Mu Airu's face.
"Old Mu, you can't keep that woman."
Her eyes flashed with hatred.
"Huaizhi, don't leave me!"
"It's not me, it's not me."
Mu Airu was tied to the bed, with sweat on her forehead.
dong dong dong
There was a knock on the door, and Mushuda went to open the door with an uneasy expression.
"Ai Ru, are you feeling better?"
Jing Gaoming stood at the door with a cane and did not come in.
Mushuda shook his head and sighed.
Yu Qing tilted her head and looked sideways at the door.
A pillow hit Jing Gaoming's face: "Get out of here!"
"Don't be so pretentious here!"
