Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

A white fish belly appeared in the sky, and the red sun rose slowly.

The dawn broke through the clouds and scattered in the ward through the window.

On the bed, the man frowned. The next second, his closed eyes slowly opened, and a touch of cold flashed between his deep purple eyes.

Aware of the temperature covered on his hands, he looked down. When his eyes touched the sleeping person lying by the bed, the cold frost between his eyes was melted in an instant.

Perhaps the man's vision is too focused and hot. The curled eyelashes of the woman sleeping by the bed tremble gently and cast a faint shadow under her eyelids.

She turned her sore neck, lifted her eyes, and inadvertently looked at the man's seductive purple eyes.

Then, a surprise burst out at the bottom of her eyes, "Xiaojing!"

"Why don't you come up to sleep?" Quan Jingwu looked at her softly and said painfully, "lie down by the bed and sleep. What if you catch a cold?"

Jane Qing shook her head and tilted her lips. "I'm not afraid I'll get your wound if I don't sleep honestly."

Quan Jingwu laughed and wanted to sit up.

"Slow down." Jian Qing saw this and quickly got up to help him.

The small abdominal injury was not worth mentioning for him. He had suffered any big injury.

However, if you can make your daughter-in-law feel distressed, it is also good.

Quan Jingwu sat up and patted the empty seat beside the bed, "good treasure, come up."

The hospital bed is large enough to accommodate both of them.

Jane Qing took off her shoes, opened the quilt and sat on it.

As soon as his feet were put up, he was dragged into a warm embrace.

His forehead hit the man's strong chest, with some small pain.

But very reassuring and satisfied.

"Xiaojing, I'll get the wound later."

She looked down at his injured place, propped up and avoided it carefully.

Quan Jingwu didn't care, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Darling, next time, don't get hurt for me, huh?"

The magnetic voice spoke slowly, with some charming tenderness.

Jane Qing looked up, met his eyes, picked her lips and smiled, "OK, don't get hurt for me next time."

He can risk his life to protect her, and so can she.

How can he ask her to do what he can't do.

Quan Jingwu choked, half a sound, and a little helplessness appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

He rubbed her long hair, kissed her clear eyes with his thin lips, "there's nothing I can do with you!"

Jane Qing lay in his arms and smiled cunningly.

It's nice of him to wake up!

Thinking of something, she withdrew slightly from his arms.

"Xiao Jing, let me see your wound."

Just now he pulled her. I don't know if he pulled the wound.

Quan Jingwu let her open his clothes. Jian Qing was relieved to see that the white bandage didn't spill blood.

He pulled up his clothes and was about to take back his hand when he was held by a big hand.

"Is there any medicine?"

Jian Qing was stunned. Seeing him staring at her hand, she regained her consciousness.

"Yes, you can rest assured. The medicine brought by Fu Heng."

Quan Jingwu's thin lips closed tightly, "um".

"By the way, Xiaojing, let me show you something."

Don't want him immersed in remorse, Jianqing changed the topic.

Then she reached for the dark dart on the bedside table, which Fu Heng took out from his abdomen last night.

The dark dart has a unique shape. It is in the shape of six diamond spikes, about the length of one finger.

Take a closer look, there is an invisible totem carved at the end of the Liuling dart.

It looks like a burning flame

Quan Jingwu looked at the things in her hand and reached for them.

He played with the dark dart with his fingertips, his sight fell on the small totem, and the dark light surged up at the bottom of his eyes.

"I've already sent someone to check this thing. I think there will be news later." Jane said.

With this hidden dart, it's much easier to find out the murderer behind the scenes.

"Xiaojing, will you leave this matter to me?"

Those people obviously came for her. No matter how they hurt the people she cares about most, she won't let go of any of them.

Quan Jingwu threw it back to the bedside table, and then took her in front of her, "do what you want, as long as you're happy."

Jane Qing looked up and kissed his lips. "Xiaojing is the best."

He chuckled and pinched her cheek with his fingertips. "Early in the morning, his mouth was so sweet, huh?"

"Yes, would you like to try it?" Jane provoked at the corner of her lips, put a ring around his neck and took the initiative to send her red lips.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes coagulated, clasped the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

The four lips were close to each other, entangled and playing. Jian Qing felt that the air between his chest was about to be squeezed out, and his delicate body leaned against him.

"Dong Dong Dong --"

The knock on the door sounded regularly, interrupting their sweetness.

Jane Qing reached out and gently pushed him away. Her face was stained with a bit of attractive rouge.

"Well, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Needless to see, she imagined how red her face was now.

In order not to lose face, she'd better wash her face first.

Then she opened the quilt and walked into the bathroom neatly.

Quan Jingwu looked at her fleeing figure, and a low smile spilled over her lips.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the voice returned to its usual coldness

"Come in."

Pushing the door open, Fu Heng and Shen Hao came in.

Seeing Quan Jingwu sitting on the bed, they looked at each other, and the worry between their eyebrows dispersed.

“Boss！”

Quan Jingwu nodded gently, and Fu Heng went over to examine him.

"Boss, the toxin in your body has been cleared away. It won't matter if you cultivate your abdominal wound for a few days." Fu Heng said.

At this time, Jianqing also came out of the bathroom.

"Madam!" Shen Hao said with one voice.

Jane Qing smiled faintly. As soon as she wanted to say something, she heard a slight sound from her computer.

That's what she specially set up, the prompt sound from Jane's headquarters.

She walked over, picked up the computer and sat by the bed.

Shen Hao knew Jian Qing's strength in computer and stood quietly watching.

Jian Qing stares at the screen and clicks open the email.

A large string of data bounced out.

"Blood killing alliance."

Shen Hao's eyes caught the focus of the large string of data, and his face was slightly heavy.

Blood killing League is an unprincipled killer organization. They only recognize money. As long as they can afford their price, they will fight. As long as they take the task, they will hunt down the old, weak, women and children, or swaddling babies.

Many people on the road despise their means.

Jane's eyes flashed slightly, and her face calmly toured the materials.

Fu Heng looked aside and couldn't help thumbing up to Jian Qing.

With such complete information, it is estimated that there is no blood killing alliance.

His wife is going against the sky.

However, the thought that Jian Qing was in charge of the Jane family in country m suddenly took it for granted.

The Jane family of M country, after all, has a deep-rooted position in the underworld.