Shocked!She came back with a miniature version of the boss

Chapter 727 Wind and Rain
Ji Xuan and Jiang Junlin originally wanted to spend the night at sea, but the weather was not beautiful late at night, and the clouds were densely covered. Jiang Junlin was afraid of a storm at sea and decided to return. Ji Xuan didn't care, but he didn't expect the weather in Haicheng to change so quickly. It was still the Milky Way in the first half of the night. The starry sky was full of clouds in the second half of the night. As soon as the group returned to the villa by the sea, it began to rain heavily. Ji Xuan was a little tired, soaking in the bathtub, listening to the sound of rain, and thinking about Jiang Junlin's words.

He actually handled it lightly, just like that.

It’s incredible!
Ji Xun originally thought that after this incident, he and Jiang Junlin would be in a stalemate. This illness came at an inopportune time. If it hadn't been for this illness and made his brother soft-hearted, he really wanted to know which way they would go.

Does he have masochistic tendencies?
Obviously it is a good ending, but it assumes a bad ending.

"Brother, you will spoil me."

Ji Huan thought to himself, this time he has stepped on his bottom line, but he passed it lightly. If he repeats his old tricks and falls ill again, what should he do?People's ambition and greed are fed up, if not, how can there be hardships that cannot be filled?

The raindrops hit the window, and the water droplets slid all the way along the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the mirror quickly dimmed. Jiang Junlin sat in front of the window, cutting and lighting a cigar. He hadn't smoked a cigar for a while.

Listening to the sound of rain and smoking a cigar, my heart became more peaceful.

When the two came back, it was a little rainy. He had taken a shower in the guest bedroom and was wearing a dark gray nightgown. He was half lying on the sofa, rarely relaxing. Halfway through smoking a cigar, Ji Xuan came over with a body of water vapor, smelling When he smelled the smoke, he knew that Jiang Junlin was smoking uncontrollably. Pain flashed across his eyes, but he walked over as if nothing had happened, and put his hands on his shoulders.

Jiang Junlin seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't notice him approaching. When he came back to his senses, he was about to put out his cigar when Ji Xuan leaned over and said with a chuckle, "I want to smoke too."

"No!" Jiang Junlin said softly, "wait for a while."

"Second-hand, it's okay." Ji Xuan's eyes were black and bright, he lowered his head and kissed his lips, tasting the smell of cigars, Jiang Junlin turned against the guest and held him in his arms.

……

Zhang Qiang looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, as if he couldn't see anything.

In the middle of the night, the torrential rain hit the banana tree in the yard, sometimes irritable, sometimes soothing, the leaves moved with the wind and rain, at the French window on the second floor, Ji Xuan leaned on the French window with one hand, and the breath quickly blurred the window , The temperature difference between the inside and outside of the cold glass was large, and a thin layer of mist formed. He stood barefoot on the cashmere carpet, and his body moved with the wind and rain.

If Jiang Junlin hadn't supported him from behind, he would have fallen on the carpet long ago.

The guards change their guards every two hours, and the curtains on the upper floor have been drawn long ago, so you can't see anything. You can only hear the murmur of the wind and rain.

The torrential rain last night lasted all night.

After the wind and rain subsided, the plantains in the courtyard withered and shattered, and were ravaged by the wind and rain into stumps.

Jiang Junlin came downstairs in his nightgown. Zhang Qiang looked up and saw that his chest was in a mess. He hurriedly looked away. Jiang Junlin's voice was a little hoarse, "Go get a doctor."

Zhang Qiang was taken aback for a moment, understood in seconds, and exited the room.

Four or 10 minutes later, the doctor came with a medicine box. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, it was difficult to hire a doctor. Zhang Qiang spent three months of the doctor's salary, and finally hired him. Jiang Junlin had already changed into home clothes. Pious, when the doctor saw Ji Xuan lying unconscious on the bed with no good flesh on his body, medical ethics and money intertwined complicatedly in his heart.

Should he call the police?
(End of this chapter)