Chapter 103 No Kissing
"Maybe... no, the probability that Brother Xiaowu will not wake up is very high. Xiaowu is not my subordinate." Zhai Yang said.
"You said he is not your subordinate?"
"We are just an employment relationship at best. He wants to avenge his brother. Can I stop him?"
"Benefits are fine." Cui Jing said in a daze.
"Then why should I help him? Jingjing..." Cui Jing knew what he was saying before he finished.
Must she help him?
One voice said: Yes, he almost broke his finger bones because of you. Another voice said: He was already living in such a miserable situation, let him break his fingers, it's just his hand, he's still alive.
The worry on Cui Jing's face slowly faded away. She suppressed all her smiles and her tone was cold enough to chill one's heart.
"His arm should be broken too. It's already like this. It has nothing to do with me anymore."
The voice was clearly transmitted to the other side. Hearing such hurtful words, Xue Yijie still had no reaction, but his eyes under the cloth moved.
Xiao Wu laughed exaggeratedly and said, "Your girlfriend is really smart. She knows how to protect herself." Then he changed his tone to resentment: "But why are you so stupid? How can you save face after getting into this situation? How can you end it? How do you want me to end it?"
His young, weird and closed-minded younger brother extended his friendly side to someone for the first time, but what he got in return was deception and the consequence of lying in the hospital in a vegetable state.
Xiao Wu looked at Xue Yiji with resentment.
Zhai Yang raised his eyes to look at Cui Jing: "It seems that I won't have the chance to say the rest."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you." After making this decision, Cui Jing felt like a broken jar, and her body felt light.
Just let his hand break off. Her dog will be very sad to have a broken hand.
"Can I leave?"
Zhai Yang sighed and brought a bowl of fruit from the kitchen: "I haven't eaten the fruit after dinner yet, sit down for a while. If you don't want to see me, I thought we could still be friends."
"I really don't want to see you."
"I miss you so much. Maybe I should have found my heart earlier instead of being like this now, but it's not too late."
"Ah."
Cui Jing didn't pay any attention to what Zhai Yang said. There was an old-fashioned clock hanging in the living room, ticking away, and the video phone that Zhai Yang had casually placed on the coffee table was never hung up.
The people on the other side seemed to have left, and it was very quiet over there. They didn't do anything to Xue Yijie, but they didn't care about him either.
Cui Jing suddenly felt anxious. The sound of the clock was making her feel upset. She heard her own voice suddenly ring out:
"Aren't you going to take him to the hospital?"
Is she talking?
It turned out that she was talking.
Zhai Yang fell silent for a long time and said, "I thought you understood me."
"Yes, I should understand you." This time Cui Jing clearly heard her own heavier breathing. When she spoke again, her nose suddenly felt sore and she started crying uncontrollably. She couldn't control her weak trembling voice.
This made her look extremely weak. She tried her best to control her body, but it kept shaking.
If she really ignored him, not only would he be unable to paint, he would also become completely disabled.
"Send him to the hospital."
"Then what can you offer in exchange? Jingjing, all exchanges in the world have a price tag. What can you offer in exchange for your life?"
"I can take ..."
"No." Before she finished speaking, Zhai Yang interrupted her as if he knew what she was going to say: "Be my wife, or accompany me through my fever period. Only these two conditions, and then he will be sent to the hospital. I will give Xiao Wu enough chips he wants and hire the best team of experts to take full care of his brother and strive for the possibility of his brother waking up. After that, Xiao Wu will leave here and will not accuse Xue Yijie of intentional injury."
Cui Jing felt that everything had returned to the beginning, and after going around in circles, it was still these two choices.
"His hand had been stepped on and broken."
"So, you think the conditions should remain the same as before?"
Cui Jing shook her head.
I didn't know what to say for a moment, tears welled up in my eyes: "I promise you, I will stay with you through the heat period."
"It's like this...you're still unwilling to remarry me?"
“Would you marry your friend?”
She was mocking him for saying "we can still be friends". Zhai Yang thought he would be happy with the choice between the two, but with this result, he felt that he was repeating the same mistake again. His goal was to remarry.
He shouldn't have given her the chance to choose between the two.
Zhai Yang looked at the tears in her eyes and guessed how much she was sad for Xue Yijie and how much was because she was committed to him.
Cui Jing's hatred towards him probably reached its peak at this moment, but he was unwilling to proceed step by step. A cooked duck can fly away, let alone one that has just been obtained?
The longer the night, the more dreams you will have.
Then hate it.
Zhai Yang made a phone call: "Xiao Wu, I will send someone to talk to you about what you want. Send him to the hospital."
"Boss Zhai!"
"Whatever you want to mention, but take him to the hospital."
Then, noises and footsteps were heard in the video that had been ignored, and then the video was disconnected.
Zhai Yang hugged Cui Jing's shoulders from behind and buried his head in her neck. The familiar scent of plants and trees filled his nostrils after a long time. This time, the familiar scent came from a person, not a piece of clothing or a bottle of shower gel.
The passionate mature man caressed the woman's graceful and curvy back, and her shoulder blades on both sides were like sharp weapons.
After such a long time, he hugged her again and felt more satisfied than ever before.
"Quiet."
He couldn't help but call her, and suddenly felt that the name Jingjing sounded sticky in his mouth. The tip of his tongue left his lower teeth, and air flowed out from between his teeth.
The more I read, the more I like it.
Cui Jing's face was cold to the touch as tears had just flowed from it. Zhai Yang felt sad.
She was sad.
Was he pushing her too hard? He suppressed the thought.
"Jingjing, don't hate me. He can neither support you nor protect you. How can an incompetent person protect a treasure? I'm sorry, I don't mean to objectify you. I'm just stating the facts. For example, if Fan Ci'en, that mad dog, knew that you were divorced..."
Xue Yijie is so weak, and so are you. How can he, a painter, protect you, and how can he fight against himself?
Useless love?
But I also have love.
He placed his lips on her slender neck and said eagerly, "Jingjing, come to my room tonight, or I'll come to you."
Cui Jing pushed him away uncomfortably. His body temperature was so high that it was alarming, foreshadowing something out of control and full of savagery. "Come back to me when your fever is over. Also, I want to see Xue Yijie's next news."
"Okay." Zhai Yang agreed quickly, "But, Jingjing, I've been taking inhibitors for a long time, and my fever period has been forcibly delayed."
He didn't say before that he was afraid of being pushed too hard and being controlled, but it seems that his methods are not so tactful now.
Cui Jing looked at his cold and noble face, but her words were pressing on him. She wanted to slap him in the face, "I have to go to bed at ten o'clock, don't disturb my sleep."
"can."
He agreed, and Cui Jing immediately added a condition, "I will only do it three times at most."
"Not enough." Thinking of that scene, Zhai Yang's voice became surprisingly hoarse, "I have been taking inhibitors for a while, it may not be enough, Jingjing. All I ask is to help me get through the heat period, you have to fully satisfy me."
"I can help you with my hands." Cui Jing had to give in.
Zhai Yang's Adam's apple slid a little, "Okay."
"I don't kiss."
"No." Zhai Yang moved his arm around her shoulders and tightened it around her waist, and emphasized in a dangerous and paranoid tone: "No."
"No, I'm a germaphobe and I don't kiss." Cui Jing bit her tongue and finally turned her face away, "Otherwise, forget it."
"What do you mean by forget it?"
"You mean, it doesn't matter to me whether Xue Yijie lives or dies. I won't kiss her anyway." Cui Jing suddenly struggled to get away from him. "Of course, if you force me, I can't resist you."
Zhai Yang thought about it doubtfully: "Is this your...rule in bed?"
Cui Jing nodded with a gloomy face.
How is her dog now? Has it been sent to the hospital? Her hand was injured like this... It would be great if she could touch a cell phone and contact the outside world while touching him.
Zhai Yang was even more confused. She and Xue Yijie never kissed each other when they had sex?