Repaying With Marriage

  Chapter 189 Kneeling down in Jing Jihan’s trousers...

   Reapplying disinfectant and trauma medicine to the wound, the tingling pain on the epidermis is actually more painful than cutting the meat with a sharp knife.

  Shi Su really had to endure it, and there was no sound of pitting in his mouth, but the body instinctively shrank when the disinfectant touched the skin.

The man held her wrist tightly and did not loosen it. She had re-applied the medicine and laid her hand in her palm for a closer look. Fortunately, she was blindly pulling on the other's collar at the time, the wound was not deep, only the skin on the surface was scratched Some are serious, otherwise she will inevitably have to get a shot of tetanus today.

   "Still hurting?"

  Shi Su raised his eyes, met his searching and concerned eyes, and was startled: "It's much better already."

  Jing Jihan took the gauze in her medicine box and helped her to cover the wounds on her wrist.

  "You have an impulse factor in your bones, but today you can't help it anymore?"

  Shisu watched the man's movement of wrapping gauze on his wrist: "It depends on the priority of the matter. It matters time and time. I am indeed impulsive."

   "I really wanted to kill him directly?"

   "I want to a little bit."

   "You are honest."

   "I have seen it with your own eyes, what else can I hide?"

   “Have you ever thought about how to deal with all subsequent tricky incidents once a life case occurs?”

  Shisu: "……"

  She took back her wrist which had been re-bandaged, and said sincerely: "So I admit it is impulsive, I didn't think so much at the time."

  Jing Ji looked at her coldly, his tone was neither salty nor light: "You are very good at self-prudence."

Shi Su's eyes twitched slightly: "I am better at reconciling with myself. Now that this is the case, people have been sent to the police station, and things have been settled. There is no major problem with the injuries on my hands. I can't always I'm thinking about it again and again."

She paused, and quietly glanced at his expression, only to be caught by his sight, which he didn't even look away. She coughed and continued, "So Jing Zong didn't need to be because of this. I criticized it separately, right?"

  Jing Jihan ignored her blatantly raising a white flag to beg around, and shook her hand over and checked the gauze that had just been bandaged.

  "Check carefully when changing the dressing tomorrow morning. If there is epidermal infection or redder, remember to go to the hospital to re-dress."

   "No need." She is so delicate, just a skin injury.

   Lifted her eyes and bumped into the man’s eyes, she immediately changed her tone: "Okay, I will check it carefully after I get up tomorrow."

  The door of the study suddenly opened again, and Shi Mianmian ran out holding the masterpiece she just drew with great care.

   "Mommy, Mommy, I'm done drawing!"

Shi Su quickly pulled his hand out of Jing Jihan's hand, but when he had a very sharp eye, he ran out and saw the hands of the two adults just touching each other. When even he wowed with surprise on his face: "Mommy, you Secretly holding hands with Uncle Ji Han!"

   "We don't have one, don't talk nonsense!" Shi Su immediately gave Shi Mianmian a warning look, for fear that her voice would be too loud to attract Aunt Qin's attention in the kitchen.

   "I was holding hands!"

  Shi Su Yizheng explained: "Mommy has a wrist injury and needs to be bandaged again. Uncle just helped Mommy bandage it!"

After listening to Mianmian, I focused all of my attention on the injury of Shisu's wrist. He hurried forward to face Shisu's wrist and blew carefully: "Huhu~ Mommy, is it still hurting?" "

   Seeing Shi Mianmian with a naive face and blowing air on Shisu’s wrist, Jing Jihan threw the wound medicine and disinfectant back into the medicine box.

  Shi Su looked sideways and met the man's gaze. Jing Jihan looked at Shi Su with a scrutiny posture. His eyes seemed to say: fooling the kid without shame, are you embarrassed?

  Shisu:?

  She stared back at him: Who fooled the child? Nothing happened between me and you innocent!

  Jing Jihan gave a short sneer from his throat bone, Shi Su saw it badly, and quickly retracted his gaze to look at Shi Mianmian, who was still helping him blow his wrists: "What did you draw? Show me."

Mianmian lifted up the drawing paper that was about to be crumpled by her as if hurriedly offering a treasure: "I drew Mommy!"

  Shisu's eyes stiffened for an instant, and his lips trembled silently.

I saw a white sketching paper of the size of eight, a Tianshan child grandmother similar to Shi Mianmian once drew, or a pink Tianshan child grandmother, holding a huge square object in his hand, and the other hand seemed to be crossed The waist position, the legs are also standing in a strange posture.

  Shisu: "???"

  Shi Mianmian gave Shi Su and Jing Jihan a look at his masterpiece, and then proudly introduced: "This is Mommy! I wore a pink skirt for Mommy today!"

   Shisu: "...Ah, this is a pink skirt? Then what is this?"

  She pointed to the square giant resembling a forty-meter knife in her hand.

  "This is the weapon Mommy used today, it's a brick!"

   "…………"

  This huge thing, painted something bigger than her, I don’t know how much, is it brick?

  Shi Su closed his eyes, trying to pull out a gentle smile that still retains a trace of maternal love: "Shi Mianmian, or else, Mommy will find you an art training class?"

  Mianmian didn’t hear her, because the little guy had already introduced Shisu to Shisu. At this moment, she turned around and leaned in front of Jing Jihan to offer a treasure and said, “Uncle Jihan, don’t I draw the image?”

  Jing Jihan looked at Shi Mian's masterpiece very seriously, and commented in one word: "Like."

  Like your big ghost!

  Shi Su's eyes were about to turn over to the ceiling, and she couldn't bear to look directly at the pat, so she quickly folded the picture and put it in a small schoolbag, and didn't need to show it off.

  Mianmian herself is afraid that the finished painting will be broken accidentally, so she hurried to find her little schoolbag obediently.

   Taking advantage of Shi Mianmian's departure, Shi Su quickly found a reason to stand up: "Let me see if Aunt Qin is finished..."

  The words were not finished yet, and I didn’t notice when the carpet in front of the sofa was kicked to the side by Shimian's little feet. Shisu tripped as soon as he got up, and he staggered and fell forward suddenly——

   "Boom——" The sound of knees kneeling on the floor through the carpet.

  ...Fortunately, it didn't fall on Jing Jihan.

  But it's also very...no face to kneel down in front of Jing Jihan! ! !

When Shisu fell on the carpet, it didn't hurt much, but her hands couldn't touch the ground so as not to sprain her wrists. She remained silent for a few seconds, kneeling there, raising her eyes, and seeing... a man... a lot of value. The crotch of expensive trousers...

  Shi Su quickly wanted to get up, but the strength to stand up was not well controlled. As soon as he touched the ground, he "hissed" because of the pain in his wrist, and his whole body leaned forward in a semi-kneeling posture.

  The air was silent for a moment.

  Jing Jihan still kept a short distance of a few centimeters, without any movement, only looking down at her meaningfully.

  (End of this chapter)