The Jin family is indeed not to be underestimated.

This young master Jin San was even more hypocritical.

Who would have thought that the gentleman of Zhilan Yushu was actually a cruel and cold executioner, the great devil, just restrained Jin Yandong's irritability and madness.

Jin Yandong smiled continuously: "Third brother, what would happen if your third sister-in-law met you?"

"It's not your worries." Jin Muhan's emotions were not ups and downs. He stared at him, and his hand suddenly pinched his throat, and he paused in his ear: "I dare to touch a strand of her hair, I'll take your life."

After a suffocation, Jin Yandong coughed with a choking feeling and his face flushed. It is undeniable that the stimulation is stimulating, but he still has fear of death.

At this moment, he felt like an ant on the ground, food, and Jin Muhan was a goshawk in the sky, and a hunter.

In a moment, Jin Muhan let go of him.

He was able to breathe, lying on the cold ground, his hands and feet were weak and he lost his strength.

Others were so angry that they didn't dare to breathe.

Especially Chu Fan, inexplicably dominated by fear.

Because Jin Muhan glanced at him before leaving.

An understatement of the look is enough to have a nightmare and be nervous.

In order to avoid the long nights and many dreams, it is better to apply for going abroad in the next two days.

In the ward, it was as quiet as a chicken.

Long time -

He Xiancheng asked: "Sixth Master, are you okay?"

Jin Yandong raised his hand and lifted his hair, with blood sticking on his hands. He lay on the ground like a child who couldn't get candy and started to get angry. He muttered: "San brother, wait, wait, I will ask you to look good."

"Sixth Young Master?"

He Xiancheng shouted tentatively.

Jin Yandong shouted irritably: "You are useless, call the doctor here."

The doctor came over soon.

Jin Yandong had a soft tissue strain on his hand, and six stitches were sewn on the wound on his head.

He didn't ask the doctor to take anesthesia while sewing the needle, and Jin Yandong spoke in a chatting tone: "Do you know why my third brother was sent abroad by my dad?"

He Xiancheng couldn't sit still, but he couldn't leave: "Why, why?"

"I unraveled an orange cat he had, and I was almost killed by him."

"I'm so young and too impulsive, but don't you think it would be very fulfilling to peel off the outer skin of his packaging like my third brother?"

He Xiancheng: "..." Sorry, no. He wanted to know if the Jin family was so perverted! And Jin Yandong was afraid that it was not a trembling M.

Jin Muhan washed his hands many times and left until he could no longer smell the blood.

In the open-air parking lot of the hospital, he got into a black car. The window was half-dead, and a faint white mist floated out of the window. His slender and cold fingers clamped the cigarette blurred his outline.

"Mr. Jin, where are you going?"

In the driver's seat, Axuan was wearing black gloves and sunglasses, asking lazily.

"supermarket."

It’s time for the boss to buy the freshest dishes and wash your hands and make soup for the lover.

If this is one of the skills necessary to learn to pursue people, Axuan doesn’t mind learning. Tonight, she will also cook for her dear Chenchen.

The car started and turned it out of the hospital gate.

Jin Muhan took two puffs and wiped out the cigarette: "Do you understand the 19 Huaijiang River?"

A Xuan: "I heard of it." Speaking of which, before doing things with Jin Muhan, the work she did before was considered a fellow Huaijiang 19 films, but she was in China and abroad.

“I need their member profile.”

People from Huaijiang 19 Departments take on jobs, never contact people in their real identities, nor do they meet their employers, but they all transfer them through the Internet.

"No problem, leave it to me." A Xuan: "That guy Chen Ming is just unreliable to do things."

Chen Ming, who was far away in Beigang Group, suddenly sneezes: "..."

Who is talking about him? Come out and promise not to be beaten to death.

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The afternoon was almost five o'clock, and Chen Qianxun returned home with his guitar. As soon as he entered the room, he could smell the fragrance.

It seems that Jin Muhan came back first before her, and his heart was settled after an afternoon.

It was soup, chestnuts were added, and the fragrance was everywhere.

If you live in one more person, there will be no cold smell in the house.

Chen Qianxun was also afraid that he would get used to it, and when Jin Muhan left, he would be unable to follow suit.

After all, no one can make her eat well and sleep well like Jin Muhan.

"Are you back?" Jin Muhan came out of the kitchen.

Chen Qianxun put down his things: "Yeah."

“What else did you buy besides guitar?”

Chen Qianxun took out the mug, the style was the same as hers. She was too lazy to choose except for the color, and the other cups were not as good as hers.

"You can't let you drink water with a teacup all the time, which is inconvenient." Chen Qianxun continued to flip through the shopping bag: "There are also a pair of men's slippers, aprons, and gloves for washing dishes, so that you don't have to worry about the water being cold. You can't cook, but you'll wash the bowl."

Jin Muhan smiled slightly: "Qianxun, I said that water cold won't let you wash dishes. That's an excuse. I don't let you wash gloves."

"Why?"

When you are full, you will lie down. Chen Qianxun occasionally feels like he is being kept in captivity.

Just as she thought she was her tenant, and Jin Muhan was the landlord, and her identity was completely changed.

Jin Muhan took it for granted: "I am a gentleman, and your hands are precious."

Chen Qianxun blurted out: "Your hands are also precious."

"Thanks."

"..." I'm not praising you, Chen Qianxun's eyes widened: "I mean our hands are as precious, so you don't have to accommodate me, nor do you have to be so gentlemanly to me."

Jin Muhan seemed to me, "Then please let Qianxun throw the garbage later."

"oh."

After dinner, it was not Chen Qianxun's turn to wash the bowl. She couldn't laugh or cry. She naively thought that Jin Muhan was moved by her, but the result was still not changed.

She had no choice but to remind Jin Muhan to wear gloves when washing dishes, saying that dishwashing liquid hurts his hands.

At seven o'clock in the night, the rain stopped. The secretary sent Wei Xingzhou home, and the journey was smooth.

"Is the cause of the troublemaker today found out if there was a cause of the accident?"

"The police asked, saying that it was a demolition in the north of the city a year ago. The troublemaker was a nail household. Later, he didn't get the benefits. He was not satisfied with your style and style at that time and kept holding a grudge. He has been following you for half a year, thinking about revenge."

Wei Xingzhou: "That's it?"

"Well, I checked it myself, what he said is true."

The car returned to Nanyang Mansion.

Inside, the lights are brightly lit.

"Mom, call dad and ask where he was back?" Wei Yanran sat on the sofa, peeling oranges in her hand.

Nan Shijing held the newspaper, sat squarely, and combed her hair meticulously: "What's the hurry?"

"Mom, I found that you have been lukewarm since you got your father. You are not afraid that your father will cuckold you one day outside." Wei Yanran blamed him.

There was no strangeness on Nan Shijing's face: "Just take care of yourself, don't matter what we do."

"Mom, it's you..."

Not finished speaking—

The nanny's voice rang: "Sir, are back."

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Chihiro:.I want to wash dishes.

Mr. Jin: Be good.

Bowl: I'm so popular (Happy)
Chapter completed!