Mr.Liang's Wife Escapes Again

Add in the burning of the house. This is the third time.

Is this woman trying to attract his attention, or does she really want to die?

With one hand on the bed and the other hand clutching the quilt tightly, Jiang Shiran raised her head and looked at Liang Qiancheng standing in front of her.

Biting my lips hard, the drops of water from my hair fell on the pink quilt.

"Jiang Shiran, I tell you, your life is not up to you. Without my permission, don't think about it."

Liang Qiancheng bent down, stretched out his right hand, and squeezed Jiang Shiran's chin. The anger in his eyes did not weaken at all.

He didn't believe it. He couldn't hold the woman.

"Mr. Liang, you think too much. I just want to take a bath. I want to calm myself down. Even for the sake of Jiahui mother, I will not die so easily."

Jiang Shiran grabs Liang Qiancheng's right hand and moves away from her chin.

Then he calmly got up from the bed, walked into the bathroom and locked the door from inside.

She slid slowly down the door, took a deep breath, and looked at the bathtub full of water.

She won't die like this. Jiahui's mother needs her. Little Ji doesn't know how serious the injury is.

Liang Qiancheng did not continue to investigate Jiang Shiran's strange behavior. Instead, he left the room and asked the servant to come and change a new set of bed sheets, quilt covers and clothes for her.

Back in the study, he had no way to calm down to deal with business, the whole person was in a sense of anger.

Step out of the study, in the quiet villa inside a circle, or there is no way to calm their own mood.

Finally, he stopped in front of the bright red manzhusha Hua, long fingers caressing the petals as bright as blood.

After staying for a while, Zhou Suqin was sent to Liang's home. Wearing a pink princess skirt, she slowly walked towards the direction of the cool thousand cities.

Her tender fingers and green onions brush over the petals of the blood red manzhusha flower, always touching the fingertips of liangqiancheng. The waxy voice rings in the garden, "brother Qiancheng, this flower is so beautiful."

"Do you like it?"

Cool thousand city back, mouth hook up a strange arc, people shudder.

Zhou Suqin played a shiver, opened the big eyes of water spirit looking at the cool thousand city, "thousand city brother likes, I like all."

Yes, as long as it is something Liang Qiancheng likes, she will like it.

Jiang Shiran stands behind the curtain on the balcony upstairs, quietly watching what happened in the garden.

Last night, she just stood there and touched it. Today, Zhou Suqin directly scratched her finger, and he just gave a faint smile.

Back to the room, quietly looking in the mirror, the kiss on his neck.

Rough fingers ran across the delicate skin of his neck, which was his mark of humiliating her.

She was afraid that such a thing would happen again, so any wind and grass outside could change her face.

Zhou Suqin was walking excitedly in the house of liangqiancheng, running upstairs and downstairs all the time.

"Miss Jiang, please open the door. I need to put these clothes in the closet."

The housekeeper Wes knocks on the door of Jiang Shiran's room for several minutes. The people inside have no reaction at all.

Jiang Shiran's back is on the door, like a frightened bird. The expression on his face is a little uncomfortable.

She doesn't want to stay here any longer and live a life of fear of being humiliated again by liangqiancheng. She has lost Gu Youyou, her father and Wanyi's mother. She has already paid off the debts she owes him.

Now she is no longer like before, borrowing the name of Gu rightward to approach liangqiancheng, and will not continue to pester him.

"Can you take me out of here? I want to see brother Ji in the hospital. "

Jiang Shiran opens the door and looks at the housekeeper Wes from the crack.

She had already put on the skirt that Liang Qiancheng had prepared for her. Most of her neck was exposed outside. Her pale face carefully looked at the corridor, and the dense kisses, from the neck to the clavicle, spread downward.

Wes looked at Jiang Shiran very clearly. He was embarrassed. "Miss Jiang, master, he doesn't want to see you go to look for the young master."

Jiang Shiran takes a disappointed look at the housekeeper, and then closes the door. It happens that Liang Qiancheng and Zhou Suqin, who are upstairs, see this scene.

A waxy and sweet voice came into the room, "brother Qiancheng, I seem to hear Ranran's voice just now. Is she here?"

Jiang Shiran returns to the bed with her knees in her hands. Her eyes are cold and she looks out of the window.

Then, Zhou Suqin also knocked on the door for a while. Seeing that there was no movement inside, she looked back at Liang Qiancheng with a worried face. "Brother Qiancheng, is Ranran a little uncomfortable? Is it hard to think about it? "

On hearing Zhou Suqin's words, Liang Qiancheng motioned to the housekeeper to open the door with the key.This woman really wants to die?

Hearing the sound of the key inserted into the door hole, Jiang Shiran got up from the bed and walked towards the door. Ignoring Zhou Suqin who was coming to her, she stood in front of liangqiancheng and looked at him with four eyes. "I want to go out. Let me go to the hospital."

Zhou Suqin is stunned to see the thick kisses on Jiang Shiran's neck, and then ignores it directly.

Anxiously, he took her arm and said, "Ranran, is your hand OK? You don't know. I've been worried about you since you left the beach last time

Looking at the gauze above there is a trace of blood seeping out, she was shocked to look pale, "brother Qiancheng, dyed arm bleeding, we take her to the hospital."

Maybe it's the reason why she once joined the drama club. Zhou Suqin's acting skills are not so good.

If she's going into the entertainment industry, I'm afraid many actors will lose their jobs.

Liang Qiancheng just called out "Xiaoqin" in a low voice, and her deep eyes indicated that she would release the arm dyed by Kaijiang, so that she would not take care of her affairs.

"But her brother seems to have dyed her wound." Zhou Suqin looks worried at Jiang Shiran's position of the wound on her arm.

"Such a big fire can't burn her. Such a small wound can't kill her." Cool thousand city face with a cool color, sharp eyes toward the river when ran a look, and then moved back to Zhou Suqin's body, "well, you've been out for a long time, I'll take you home."

Zhou Suqin hears that liangqiancheng wants to send her home in person. She is happy to release her arm when she opens the river, and then she walks in the direction of liangqiancheng.

Her hand affectionately took the cold Qiancheng's arm, "brother Qiancheng, my mother bought a lot of delicious dishes. I hope you can stay for dinner."

Liang Qiancheng took a casual glance at Jiang Shiran's arm position, then turned and looked down at Zhou Suqin. "OK, I'll stay for dinner tonight."

Zhou Suqin smiles like a flower, and sticks her face on the arm of liangqiancheng, like a child who gets exquisite candy.

Jiang Shiran looks at it, and suddenly thinks of her former self.

At that time, no matter how much she pestered him and how much he liked to eat, he would not take a look at her. Instead, she took Gu to the right to eat those things that were not nutritious.