After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

In the darkness, he rubbed her waist deeply with his eyes. Thinking of the tattoo on it, Song Rao couldn't help but grab Jiang Yi's waist and pressed her firmly on his body.

"Um..." She suddenly looked at him with tears in her eyes, begging silently.

What exactly does M09 mean?

Does M mean Mu?

Thinking of hearing the phrase "Mr. Mu" on the other end of the phone that day, his cold eyes suddenly became cloudy, and the phoenix eyes were a little blood red, which made him a little crazy.

Seeing that she couldn't bear it, Song Rao didn't want to let it go. Instead, she stared at the delicate and white skin, leaving dazzling marks constantly, as if she was her own forever.

There was a faint smell of blood between his teeth, and he took a bite on Jiang Yi's collarbone.

Jiang Yi's body trembled, and said weakly and angrily, "Song Rao, you...what are you crazy?"

"Does it hurt?" he asked hoarsely.

"It hurts!" Tears filled her beautiful apricot eyes, she was aggrieved to death, not only was she made to cry in the car, but she even bit her, dog man!

Song Rao pinched her chin and looked deeply into her eyes, "If you dare to leave me, there will be more pain, you know?"

"..." Jiang Yi sniffed and said angrily, "I don't know!"

Just know to bully her about this kind of thing, bastard!

The anger was refreshing for a while, and then she cried and begged for a long time, Song Rao, this bastard, is not a human being at all!

Jiang Yi didn't know when they went home or when it ended. Anyway, when she woke up the next day, it was already dusk.

It was Song Rao who called Jiang Sixu and asked for leave for her.

Although Jiang Yi woke up, he couldn't get up at all. She felt like a spoiled doll, her whole body was about to fall apart, showing how crazy this guy Song Rao was yesterday.

There was a faint smell of smoke from his nose, Jiang Yi turned to look at the balcony, only to find Song Rao smoking on the balcony, wearing a dark black bathrobe, short hair wet and dripping water.

With a cigarette between his slender fingers, the spark lit up. The smoke enveloped him, making his brows more gloomy.

But this look is inexplicably attractive. Jiang Yi thinks that it may be because she likes him now, and the lover sees Xi Shi, and he is so handsome no matter what.

Song Rao noticed that Jiang Yi was awake, so he pinched the cigarette, then went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash up, before coming over and kissing her, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll burn it for you."

Jiang Yi touched her collarbone, and he put a Band-Aid on her. She couldn't help but say angrily, "Are you a dog? It's hard to coax me, and I don't want to eat anything."

He kissed her again, and he wouldn't get tired of kissing, so he wanted to hug her and kiss her, "Then I'll feed you mouth to mouth?"

Jiang Yi laughed and scolded him and pushed him away, "You are disgusting!"

Seeing that she was no longer angry, Song Rao hooked his lips and went to the kitchen to cook for her.

Jiang Yi lay in bed for a while, thinking that tomorrow is Saturday, she still doesn't need to go to the company, so she added Jiang Jingbai's WeChat and sent him a message.

She planned to ask Jiang Jingbai to meet in private and talk about the illegitimate child.

Just after sending it, the people under her sent her a more detailed information.

After investigating Jiang Jingbai's identity, the people from Yinwan followed him for a while, so they happened to see the whole process of Jiang Jingbai's murder.

Jiang Yi frowned when he saw the **** photos.

The beautiful and clean young man knelt on one knee calmly and carefully divided the body with a fruit knife. There were a few drops of blood on his face, which made his handsome face look a bit coquettish.

Although Du Xufeng was still alive, Jiang Yi clearly realized that Jiang Jingbai, this little bastard, was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Jiang Yi couldn't help thinking of her silly brother, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Is this the difference between having experienced social beatings?