Wen Shijue glanced at Xiaodie with dissatisfaction, bent down and kissed her on the lips: "Call me Jue! This is a punishment for you, I hope you will remember it next time!"
Xiaodie really smiled now: "Jue! Jue! Jue! Are you satisfied now?"
"Satisfied!" Wen Shijue agreed: "Put this on when your shoulder injury heals!"
Xiaodie looked at Wen Shijue's busy figure moving around, was silent for a while, and said, "Jue, take a rest for a while!"
Wen Shijue stretched himself: "I'm really a little sleepy!"
Xiaodie gestured to the vacant half of the bed with her eyes: "I'll rest with you!"
Wen Shijue took off his coat and lay gently next to Xiaodie, keeping his hand on her waist in a protective posture.
"Xiaodie, do you like Australia?" Wen Shijue asked in a daze.
"Why do you suddenly think of Australia?" Xiaodie used her eyes to gently describe his eyebrows and facial contours. This man is worth protecting with his life.
"When you recover from your injury, do you agree with me that I will take you to Australia to settle down?" Wen Shijue was so sleepy that his words almost became a whisper in the end.
His words made Xiaodie burst into tears. She kissed his smooth forehead and whispered: "Sleep!"
Wen Shijue hummed in confusion, and fell asleep peacefully next to Xiaodie.
Zhao Ma came in to collect the dishes and chopsticks, opened the door and saw two people sleeping together, hugging each other, with a happy smile on her face, and quietly left.
There has been an undercurrent in the underworld recently, and people's hearts are unstable.
Because the old man of the Shen family was suddenly shot in the head with a gun in a gang house not long ago.
All of a sudden, the group was leaderless, and several ambitious and powerful gangs were ready to take action, all hoping to become the most responsive boss in the underworld at this time.
When Shen Yifan got the news about his grandfather's accident, he rushed to the clubhouse as soon as possible, but what he saw was a scene of blood and flesh. Shen Yifan was no stranger to such a scene. Blood and flesh was basically the most common fate for every member of the Shen family.
But seeing his grandfather looking at him with frightened eyes, Shen Yifan still couldn't help but want to cry.
From today on, my only relative in this world is gone!
The bodyguards on the side seemed to be reminding Shen Yifan that this was done by his enemies. As the only descendant of the Shen family, Shen Yifan should think about how to take revenge.
Shen Yifan called Tong Sheng. He hadn't seen Tong Sheng for a long time since the last incident in the hospital.
When the call was connected, Tong Sheng's voice came out strangely: "Hmm... Yi Fan? Why do you think of... ah! Think of me?... Be gentle!"
The sound was intermittent, mixed with a whimsical atmosphere, and it seemed that another man's vague voice could be heard.
"Come to the club right away..." Shen Yifan controlled his emotions.
"Baby, who is it?" A strange man's voice came clearly, with the smell of strenuous exercise or confusion and infatuation.
"Yi Fan, I can't leave now..." After Tong Sheng finished speaking, he let out a long low moan.
"Tong Sheng, you bastard, your grandfather was killed and you are still fooling around!" Shen Yifan was so angry that he smashed his cell phone.
Tong Sheng has been in the Shen family for so many years. Although his grandfather's death is not directly related to him, at least it can be regarded as his dereliction of duty.