My Husband, Warm The Bed

"If you use deadly poison, there's no need to take a dagger." Hang Jin's expression was relaxed, although he was sure of what he said, he was still a little anxious.

He was very clear what kind of person the sister Shi Jiu was. He clearly knew that she might appear, but he did not inform Chi Yangyang in advance.

He believed that he had already set up everything, that everything was within his control, that the sister Shi Jiu would sooner or later become something in his grasp, and not considering even the smallest mistake, could cause Chi Yangyang to lose her life.

Hang Jin took two steps forward to help Chi Yangyang up, and probed her with his fingers. Her aura was relatively weak, but it was still uniform.

"Hahaha ??" sister Shi Jiu raised her head and laughed, "Men are all the same. For your own future ambitions or because of your own conceited decisions, you can use a woman's life as the wager. Do I really doubt that she is the woman you love? "

"Take him back." Hang Jin immediately ordered his men to take sister Shi Jiu away. He carried Chi Yangyang and pressed him into her embrace, "tetradecyl, I'm sorry ??"

What he did not know was that Chi Yangyang, who was in her embrace, slowly opened her eyes.

The night was as dark as ink.

Chi Yangyang held a long blade in her hand, and when she saw people, she would immediately cut them down, and the more people she had, the more bodies she had, and in a moment, she was surrounded by corpses, but she felt that it was not enough, and continued waving her blade, shouting: I want to kill you, kill you all!

"No, no, no, I don't want to kill, I don't want to ??" She seemed to suddenly wake up. Throwing away her long blade, she ran with all her might to escape this dark abyss. However, no matter how hard she tried, she was unable to escape.

Suddenly, a blurry shadow appeared in front of her, the long blade she had thrown away had returned back to her hands. She raised the blade and swung it, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere, scaring her to want to throw the blade and run away, but it seemed like someone had hugged onto her legs instead. She could not move: "Chi Yangyang, blood flows from your body, your blood contains a ruthless factor, you belong to our world, Light does not belong to you."

"No, no, no, I'm not, I'm not. Let me go, let me go, I don't want to kill, I don't want to, you guys don't want to force me ??"

"tetradecyl! tetradecyl! Wake up, wake up! " Hang Jin's voice pulled Chi Yangyang out of her dreams, and when she woke up, her hands were tightly clenched, as if she was still holding onto a blade.

She looked at Hang Jin, unable to tell if she was in a dream or not. "Did I kill someone?"

Hang Jin patted her back to comfort her: "No, you didn't kill anyone, you were just having a nightmare."

"Just having a nightmare?" But why did she feel that this dream was so real, so real that she really did kill someone?

Could it be that it was as Chi Yishen had said, that his blood was flowing in her body, that there was his genes involved, and that he was like him?

"Yes, it's just a dream. Everything will be fine once I wake up." Fortunately, with Hang Jin here, his low and heavy voice managed to pull her out of the illusory dream in time. She leaned into his embrace, raised his head and looked at him, "Hang Jin, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Hang Jin held her in his embrace, his chin lightly rubbing against her forehead. "You, are just a little fool."

Chi Yangyang knocked his chest lightly with his head in dissatisfaction: "I was very serious when I asked you this question, don't lie to me."

Hang Jin embraced her and warmed her with his warmth. "In my heart, you are just a little fool."

Chi Yangyang glared at him and flipped over in anger, wanting to pull away from him. Otherwise, she would want to beat him up.

But just as she took action, Hang Jin pulled her back into his embrace and pressed her down. His pleasant male voice sounded from above her, "You are a person with an explosive sense of justice, a person with an extremely strong sense of principles. As long as it does not involve matters of principle, it will be fine even if it is with you.

"Then do you think it's good or bad to be very principled?" Hearing this evaluation, Chi Yangyang did not know if she was happy or not, her personality was extremely principled, but if she did not sound good, it meant that she did not know how to turn her head, was not smooth enough, and did not understand the wisdom of the world.

Hang Jin kissed her forehead and said, "Everything in this world is relative, there is no such thing as absolute. It's great to be principled in certain areas, especially those that are relevant to your current work, but you still have to change your mind occasionally in your life, not a muscle, and you have to be flexible. "

Chi Yangyang understood what she meant, and she was willing to think in a good direction. However, Chi Yishen's matter was just an imprint left in her life, even if she didn't think about it, other people would still point him behind her back.

She was just an ordinary person and couldn't completely ignore the opinions of others.

The profession of a medical examiner required one to have a clear conscience, so she was not qualified to continue doing so.

She wiped away her a

oying thoughts and said, "Tomorrow, I will go see the Flying Sis."

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. Let's go to bed tonight."

"But I don't want to sleep." She was afraid that if she slept, she would have nightmares again. She was afraid that she would become the villain of nightmares. She was afraid that if she woke up, she would become someone else. There were too many things she was afraid of.

It was not that Hang Jin didn't understand her fear, it was because he didn't know how to share her burden: "tetradecyl, let the things of the past pass. The road in the future is still long.

"I know, I don't need you to tell me." Chi Yangyang shifted herself into his embrace, and said softly, "Do you think that no one in this world can trust you?"

"What are you talking about? Don't tell me you don't trust your father? " Hang Jin suddenly raised his voice: "Don't think that all men are Chi Yishen."

Chi Yangyang suddenly turned silent.

Hang Jin realized that what he said was wrong, and he lowered his head to rub it against her: "tetradecyl, it's fine if you can't trust others, but you can't not trust me."

Chi Yangyang still did not reply, and continued to speak: "I know that this matter regarding Chi Yishen is very difficult for you to accept, and I also know that your heart is not as calm as you seem on the surface. But you must believe in me, and you must make me accompany you."

But Chi Yangyang did not reply.

Could she still believe in love?

In her opinion, Chi Yishen loved her mother so much that even a finger burn would hurt him for a long time ?? But then, the woman he loved had been cut by someone right in front of his eyes ??

Thinking about it, Chi Yangyang felt a wave of nausea. She jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom, where she vomited until her bile came out, but the nausea did not disappear.