Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 58

Feng Beiting raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, and Jiang Yimian turned his face out of the window adhering to the principle of "see no evil".

She never admitted that it was because she was worried that he would see her laughing.

When Feng Beiting stripped himself naked and was about to put on a new shirt, Jiang Yimian caught a glimpse of his white body from the corner of his eye, and suddenly forgot about "see no evil", staring so hard that he wanted to pull out his eyeballs Stick to others.

If you are shy or something, go back for a while.

Miss Jiang believes that this aboveboard behavior of "seeing adultery" is not called taking advantage, she is just exercising her right to appreciate beautiful things.

original……

She is not only greedy for his hands.

How should I describe Feng Beiting's figure? It can be described in four words.

See!Sleep!Sheng!feast!
Jiang Yimian does not have a fixed standard for appreciating the opposite sex, whether it is a muscular man or a gentleman, as long as his hands are long and his face is not too ugly, he can basically attract her attention.

For so many years, she has only one exception.

One exception is "Lin Sinan".

His face is very handsome, but his hands are not ugly at most, they have nothing to do with beauty, let alone compared with Feng Beiting's pair of heaven-defyingly beautiful hands.

Jiang Yimian even gave him a title in his heart, "The Invincible Number One Hand in the Universe".

But now, she found that he not only had good-looking hands, but also had such a good figure.

The muscle lines are beautiful, and every part is just right. If you add one point, you will look too strong, which is not suitable for that overly enchanting and gorgeous face; if you lose one point, you will be too thin, and you will appear thin, thin, and feminine.

He is like this, just right.

But compared to these, what attracted Jiang Yimian's attention more was the necklace on his neck and the tattoo on his left chest.

A letter M.

He seems to love the letter.

Feng Beiting noticed Jiang Yimian's unusually hot eyes, he just pretended not to know, and even deliberately slowed down.

His family Mianmian likes to watch him, this is an exciting discovery.

Seeing that he really picked up the dark purple shirt and was about to put it on, Jiang Yimian was not calm, "Hey! You really plan to wear it?!"

"Why not?" She wanted to see that he didn't need to wear it.

"I was joking with you." If he really put on this dress, it would be a powerful interpretation of what is called "amorous flair and broken waist".

Jiang Yimian smiled, and took out another beautifully packaged white shirt from behind, "Here."

She is a little skinny, but not bad.

"……thanks."

Feng Beiting took it and put it on, and threw the blood-stained shirt he had replaced into his pocket. He slowly rolled up the cuff of the shirt, revealing a tooth mark on his wrist.

A particularly neat row of tooth marks, Jiang Yimian thought, the person who left this tooth mark should have very neat teeth.

It can't be Yin Ni, because she has two small pointed canine teeth.

Could it be Su Fu?
Jiang Yimian watched intently, Feng Beiting followed her gaze and looked down at his wrist, recalling the scene of that night, his amber eyes sparkled with a smile.

Mianmian at his house...

Fragrant and sweet.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Yimian found that Feng Beiting didn't seem to be used to fastening the buttons around his neck, and the crystal buttons there were always neglecting their duties, revealing a thin chain.

"Jiang Yimian." Feng Beiting suddenly called her.

"Ok?"

"I'm fine." The implication is that they can leave.

There was a hint of a smile in his voice, and there was starlight in his eyes.

"……Oh."

Looking back calmly, Jiang Yimian steered the steering wheel with one hand, and touched his nose with the other hand.

It should be no nosebleed.

Probably because she looked at too many dead bodies. At first glance, Miss Jiang couldn't bear to see Feng Beiting's body combined with strength and beauty. , she started looking for something to say, "Why do you like M so much?"

"Should I like S?"

"..."

He might as well just say he likes SM.

After teasing her, Feng Beiting shook his head and smiled in a low voice. He looked in a very good mood, without the panic and depression of the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

"Guess what, why do I like M so much?"

"Is that what Middle means?" Everything is centered on him. Although he is somewhat conceited, Jiang Yimian feels that he has the capital to be conceited.

After drawing two tissues and stacking them for fun, he gave an ambiguous answer, "Well."

It was true that she was the center of his world.

Jiang Yimian heard his subtext, and suddenly became curious, "Is there another meaning?"

"Ah."

"Is it a secret?"

"Currently." Sooner or later, she will know.

Tapping the steering wheel with her index finger, Jiang Yimian did not continue to ask further questions.

Although Feng Beiting said before that he has no one he likes, Jiang Yimian still feels sensitively that the missing necklace has something to do with a woman.

"Did you see the statement I took at the police station?"

"No." Jiang Yimian shook his head.

"Why don't you ask me what happened?"

"I trust you."

Although these words are pleasant to the ears, what Jiang Yimian said is not distracting at all, anyone can hear it, but that "anyone" does not include Feng Beiting at this moment.

She just didn't have that much curiosity to pay attention to his private affairs, and she didn't have the firm confidence in him as he thought.

"She's a commercial spy."

"She knows that her identity has been exposed, so she wants to use self-harm to threaten you to win the game?" Jiang Yimian had to admit, this is a good way.

If they succeed, they will have each other's leverage, and Yin Ni will have a bargaining chip with Feng Beiting.

"Ah."

"Hey... this story is just to teach us that if we do bad things, we will definitely be punished..."

Feng Beiting didn't answer any more, his eyes were a little strange.

When they got home, they got out of the car together, and there were a few more paper roses on the armrest box.

The elevator was on the side close to Feng Beiting, Jiang Yimian locked the car and went around the rear of the car, only to see a figure flash past very quickly.

Before she could see who it was, Feng Beiting staggered back two steps and leaned against the car.

The blood dripped between his feet, like a blooming flower from the other shore.

"Feng Beiting!"

Jiang Yimian rushed over to support him, but was dragged behind him, his blood-stained fist ruthlessly greeted the assailant's face, that face was full of scars, without edges and corners, thick flesh, pitted, it was a A fearless face, it seems that it has experienced everything that people can think of.

"I'm going to kill you!" His eyes were red, full of hatred for Feng Beiting.

"Kill you!"

Feng Beiting covered the wound with one hand, and protected Jiang Yimian with the other, lest the assailant hurt her.

It just so happened that the security guard from the management office came to inspect the parking lot as a routine, and hurried forward to stop the strong man with the knife.

Jiang Yimian supported Feng Beiting into the car, and hurriedly took him to Dr. Colby's hospital.

He was afraid that she would be too worried, so he pretended to be relaxed and joked with her, "He is not an innocent consumer who was deceived by me, and I am not an unscrupulous businessman. I don't know him at all."

It was rare for Jiang Yimian not to smile like usual, she turned her head and gave him a sideways look, obviously displeased.

"Save your energy and stop talking."

"Jiang Yimian..."

Before she finished speaking, she was stared back fiercely by her mother.

The wound was still bleeding, and the whole car smelled strongly of blood, but Feng Beiting couldn't help but want to laugh.

When he spoke again, his tone suddenly became a little cautious, even showing a trace of pitifulness, "Just one sentence."

"……Say."

"Are you worried about me?"

"Of course." Jiang Yimian's tone was very sincere, "We are friends."

Feng Beiting's auditory system only allowed him to hear the first half of the sentence, and the second half was automatically blocked.

So sure she cared about herself and he was happy.

When he is happy, he can't help but do some perverted things.

The hand pressing on the wound kept exerting force. He didn't seem to feel any pain at all. Although his face was a little pale, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

After finally sending him to the hospital, when Jiang Yimian helped him get out of the car, he was shocked by the tragedy on his body, the amount of bleeding...

Knowing that he was stabbed in the abdomen, those who didn't know thought that his stomach had been cut open.

Seeing Jiang Yimian frowned, Feng Beiting pretended to be considerate and comforted, "It's okay, just bandage it and it will be fine."

"Shut up." Her tone was not gentle, even a little rude, but the strange thing was that Feng Beiting's heart was almost bubbling after being teased so badly by her.

He knew she cared about him.

Mianmian, you can feel sorry for me, I'm ready.

(End of this chapter)