Top-secret love: The new wife who underwent plastic surgery is a bit fierce

Chapter 141 Disinfection
"Ah?" Meng Qianqian looked at him moaning, feeling extremely awkward, "Isn't this very good?"

"It's fine if I say yes." Tang Jizhi's face was dark, and when he saw the marks on her body, he felt so depressed that his heart would burst.

If she continued to mess around like this, sooner or later he would be pissed off.

Meng Qianqian moved her lips, originally wanting to argue with reason, but when she saw Tang Jizhi's serious expression, she immediately swallowed her words.

She is also good at observing words and expressions. Now that he is obviously in a bad mood, it's better not to add fuel to the flames.

This bath was really awkward. When she climbed out of the bathtub, she was flushed all over, her eyes were watery, and she didn't dare to look at the man in front of her when she lowered her head.

Tang Jizhi's clothes were wet with hot water, he took the bathrobe and wrapped it around her body, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go back to your room first."

"Ah."

Meng Qianqian nodded shyly, walked out of the bathroom with her lips pursed, then looked back, and found that Tang Jizhi hadn't followed, immediately ran to the bed like a rabbit, pulled the quilt to cover her body tightly.

The scene that happened in the bathtub just now still lingers in her mind. She shook her head vigorously, but Tang Jizhi's smirk still appeared in front of her eyes.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it..." She hugged her head and curled up in shame, her whole body seemed to be greatly stimulated.

Tang Jizhi came over quickly and changed into a loose pajamas. When he lifted the quilt, her body tensed instantly.

He keenly noticed her nervousness, but pretended not to know it. When he was lying down, he wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Meng Qianqian hid under the quilt, buried her head in his chest, and listened to his intense heartbeat, which also accelerated.

Fortunately, she was in the dark, and Tang Jizhi would not find out.

At this moment, the people around him suddenly moved, and their heads kept shrinking.

She lifted a corner of the quilt strangely: "What are you doing?"

There was a sudden itching on his neck, and he actually buried his head in it.

"It's itchy, stop making trouble." She pushed his head unbearably, but it couldn't move at all.

Suddenly, there was heat on the arm.

Meng Qianqian froze suddenly, not daring to move like a board.

Tang Jizhi's lips were printed on her arm, and the heat moved up the arm, to the shoulder, and then to the collarbone.

And wet.

He stuck out his tongue and licked it.

"Tang Jizhi!" She yelled in surprise, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her voice was as soft as water dripping out, "You...don't be like this..."

However, Tang Jizhi was unmoved at all, and even let out a low muffled laugh, and said confidently: "I am doing this for your own good, disinfection, do you understand?"

Meng Qianqian's body was weakened by his kiss, and she was weak, her mind was completely muddy, and she couldn't think at all.

She wondered in a daze, does saliva really have a disinfecting effect?Why haven't I heard of it before?
This time Tang Jizhi finally succeeded. He was smiling when he was sleeping, like a cat who stole cheese.

Meng Qianqian closed her eyes sleepily, lying in his arms and breathing gently.

He lovingly kissed her on the forehead, looked at the scar on her collarbone, and frowned imperceptibly.

He got off the bed softly, found the medicine box, and treated her wound.

……

In an old house.

The house looks unremarkable from the outside, but looking at its location, you can tell that this house is not simple.

When I opened the door, I was really shocked.

The house looks plunging on the outside, but inside it has a hole in the sky. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as magnificent.Even the decorations at home are hard to find in the market outside, they are all authentic works left over from the past.

"Are you back?" A graceful figure came out from the house.

If others saw her, they would definitely exclaim, because this graceful woman was none other than Jiang Qiuyue, a well-known movie star in the entire history of international film.

Jiang Qiuyue handed out the herbal tea in her hand, and asked eagerly, "How is it?"

Qiu Tang took the tea, took two sips slowly, and then said: "I didn't see you caring so much before, what's the matter this time? It's just a little girl, why should you care so much?"

She has known Jiang Qiuyue for many years, and she has always been indifferent. Although she is in Vanity Fair, she is not very interested in those things, and filming is only an occasional thing.

But this time, Meng Qianqian from the Blue Mountain Villa instantly attracted her attention.

"The people from Lanshan Villa asked me to give her voice training before. I didn't want to go, but you persuaded me to go. At that time, I thought you wanted to sell Lanshan Villa to save face, so I didn't care. But this time, The little girl wants to enter the entertainment industry, and you encourage me to give her body guidance, but you tell me, why?"

"There are so many reasons, but I'm afraid you'll be bored at home, so I'll find something for you to do." Jiang Qiuyue said flatly.

"This sentence is a lie." Qiutang said bluntly, "I asked, that little girl is 22 years old, if she doesn't look like you at all, I almost wonder if she is your daughter. "

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Qiuyue laughed and urged, "Do you have any photos, show me."

"Yes, yes, you specifically asked me, can I not take pictures?" Qiutang fished out the phone and gave it to her, "In order not to let her find out, I took pictures secretly, you have to cook two good dishes tonight, as a reward I will."

"sure."

Jiang Qiuyue took the phone, opened the photo album, and looked at each one without blinking.

While watching, she exclaimed, "What a beautiful little girl."

Look so young, so gentle.

And there is always a happy smile on his face, he should also be a pistachio in life, the kind that can make people laugh out loud.

Even when angry, there is a strange feeling.

"How is she?" She couldn't help asking.

Qiu Tang said: "As far as I have come into contact with, people are very nice, they have a clear distinction between likes and dislikes, and they don't play hypocrisy."

"How high?"

"It's about 1.7 meters, about the same as you."

"Is there anyone else in the family?"

"Then how do I know?" Qiutang said speechlessly, "Why are you asking so meticulously, checking the household registration? I said, she must not really be your daughter?"

"How is it possible?" Jiang Qiuyue sighed, with a hint of disappointment in her voice, she said in a daze, "I don't have the blessing to give birth to such a beautiful daughter."

At this moment, the fingertip swipe, revealing a photo.

The protagonist of the photo was still Meng Qianqian, but in the corner, a man's profile was photographed.

For a moment, Jiang Qiuyue stared blankly at the face as if struck by lightning, her fingertips trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)