After I was captured, the paranoid threatened me with suicide. ( mtl

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Song Qingshu started thinking after eating.

Since Jiang Shiming still cares about her life, she will follow him quietly tomorrow.

Let's see what Jiang Shiming is up to.

Presumably no matter how angry he is, he can't do anything to himself.

Jiang Shiming came back in the evening and looked at her face.

As if he didn't see her, he turned around and went back to the house.

Fortunately, Song Qingshu had already gotten used to his ignoring attitude, so she followed him in.

In the blink of an eye, I heard Jiang Shiming's arrogant voice.

"Did I let you into the house? You like sneaking into men's houses so much, don't you?"

Song Qingshu was sullen and replied angrily: "I can come in whenever I want. You can't bear to drive me away."

Jiang Shiming took off his coat, strode up to Song Qingshu, picked her up and threw her on the bed.

In an instant, the man was on top of her, his face very close to her.

"If I hadn't seen you pregnant, believe it or not, I would have done it for you right now!"

Song Qingshu immediately covered his approaching lips.

"Believe it or not, I can puke all over you right now."

Song Qingshu endured the anger in her heart and lowered her head to admit her mistake: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have entered the young master's house without saying hello."

No one can tolerate his bad temper.

Last time Song Qingshu stopped outside the door, Jiang Shiming ridiculed her as a noble person who would only enter the door if someone invited her.

Then Song Qingshu wrote it down.

Now here comes this one again.

You really think she has no temper, right?

That's all, just treat the other person as a psychopath.

As soon as Jiang Shiming heard what she said about wanting to vomit, he immediately stood up and stepped away a few meters away.

No one paid much attention to the episode just now.

Song Qingshu wanted to follow him tomorrow and find out what he was doing.

Jiang Shiming was already tired and wanted to take a bath and sleep.

As usual, Song Qingshu stood aside obediently, waiting for him to get up and help him get dressed.

Jiang Shiming thought she was clumsy, so he didn't let her take bath.

The man finished taking a shower and stood up.

He never avoided her, so naturally it seemed like he was the only one in the room.

Song Qingshu also looked at him as if it was nothing, closed her eyes slightly and helped him get dressed.

Although Jiang Shiming is not as tall as Shen Yanci, it is still difficult for Song Qingshu to dress him.

Jiang Shiming would not bend down to her, he would just watch her messing around indifferently.

The girl's soft breath hit the man's neck. She stood on tiptoes with great effort, and her jade-white hands touched Jiang Shiming's tight muscles from time to time.