Chapter 7 No matter how hard you try, you can't get past the dead
Chapter 7 No matter how hard you try, you can’t get past the dead.
On New Year's Eve, after Lin Caiyin's repeated attempts to persuade him to stay, Jiang Hao finally agreed to stay at home, but only for one night.
Jiang Hao's room is on the east side of the second floor. Although he does not live there for a long time, it is still spotless. Lin Caiyin asks someone to clean it every day. This is a large suite with a room and a study room. Many of Jiang Hao's belongings are stored here.
Including many honors, large and small.
Qiao Xinwei simply admired him to death. If all those military medals were hung on his clothes, they would cover his entire chest. There are also his bookcases, which are full of two walls. Take out a book at random, all about
Military, both ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign.
"Have you read all these books?"
"nonsense!"
"I can't tell you are quite knowledgeable."
Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows proudly, "You have only scratched the surface of my greatness."
Qiao Xinwei shook her head disdainfully, "Tsk, tsk, arrogant."
Jiang Hao stretched out his long arm and directly hooked her neck up, "Hey, this is called confidence, not arrogance. I also have capital to be confident."
"Oh, please let go."
"Don't let me go. If you can, break away from me."
Qiao Xinwei couldn't reach out to hook him, nor could she lift her legs to knock him down. She was like a four-cornered turtle with its head captured, teeth and claws spread, but the other party remained indifferent.
Jiang Hao easily held her hostage with only one hand. He said disdainfully: "You're using your feet, haven't you had enough for dinner?"
"Oh, I don't want to play anymore. Can you stop making trouble? My neck is about to break."
Seeing her begging for mercy, he had no choice but to let go, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're too weak. It seems I have to train you well."
Qiao Xin rubbed her neck with her only hand, and scratched his armpit with her other hand.
It's not wrong to be ticklish. Jiang Hao instinctively tightened his arms. At this moment, Qiao Xinwei took advantage of him and kicked him in the butt.
"Oh yeah, hit!" She made a scissor-hand gesture, blinking her eyes and looking cute.
Jiang Hao really used his strength now. He picked her up and threw her directly on the bed.
Qiao Xinwei shouted for help, but it was too late for her to escape. As soon as she turned around, Jiang Hao's tall body pressed up against her. He bit her ear and said: "Although the sound insulation effect of the room is good, but you
Don’t shout so loud, aren’t you afraid that your parents will hear you?”
On purpose, he clearly did it on purpose. Qiao Xinwei blushed and lowered her voice and cursed: "You bastard."
"Haha, what did you say?"
"You bastard!" she repeated. Although she was scolding him, the coquettish meaning in her words was self-evident, and it was more like flirting.
Jiang Hao exhaled hot air, opened his mouth and took her earlobe into his mouth. The wet and sticky warmth made her hide. The more she hid, the more enthusiastic he became. He held her chin and kissed her domineeringly.
all over.
Jiang Hao turned her over to face him, and clasped her hands above her head with one hand. "If you dare to scratch me, you have to bear the consequences." As he said that, he used the tip of his tongue to nudge her neck.
The ground made circles.
"Hahaha, don't...it's so itchy, I surrender...hahahaha...husband, hubby, I surrender."
Jiang Hao was breathing heavily. He restrained his desire and asked in a low voice in her ear: "What do you call me?"
"husband."
"Love me? Huh?"
"like."
"Say husband, I love you." His gentleness was extremely domineering, and he wanted to possess her completely.
She was repeating his words forgetfully, "Husband, I love you, I will love you all my life, and I will love you forever..."
Jiang Hao held up the back of her neck, opened his mouth and sucked her lips, deeper and deeper each time.
The fire of desire burned quickly. Jiang Hao stood up suddenly and took off his clothes three times. Every muscle seemed to be activated and became as hard as stone.
In the military camp, they all turned off the lights, but at home, the lights were not turned off. Qiao Xinwei sat up, looking at the strong body, her face became increasingly red, and her whole body became hot.
Jiang Hao's momentum was too strong, so she timidly took two steps back until her back hit the head of the bed.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and something on the bedside fell down. She turned around and saw that it was a photo frame. She embarrassedly stretched out her hand to help it up, but the person in the photo made her eyes freeze.
On Jiang Hao's bedside is a photo of him and another woman.
"This..." She felt very uncomfortable. Seeing him hugging a woman so intimately, she must be his ex-girlfriend.
Jiang Hao paused for a moment, his surging desire stopped with the photo. He looked at the photo intently, with infinite worry in his eyes.
Qiao Xinwei felt even more uncomfortable. Jiang Hao in the photo was obviously younger than he is now. There was not much difference in his appearance, but his smile in the photo was so sunny, full of vitality, vigor, and happiness. And
The woman in the photo looks very familiar. By the way, there is also a photo of this girl in Jiang Hao's computer.
"Who is she?" Qiao Xinwei asked curiously.
Jiang Hao reached out and knocked the photo down. However, his desire also disappeared. How could he be intimate with other women in front of his true love.
"Ex-girlfriend?" Seeing his dying look, Qiao Xinwei was extremely hurt. Everyone has a past. It's normal for him to have an ex-girlfriend, but please don't think about your ex-girlfriend after marrying her!
Qiao Xinwei smiled faintly and pretended to be relaxed: "Husband, I don't mind, it's all in the past. You just didn't have time to take away the photos, right?"
Jiang Hao was still as motionless as a piece of wood. He couldn't explain it to her.
"What's wrong, husband?... Let's take a wedding photo some other day, choose the most beautiful photo, enlarge it and hang it on the bedside, okay?"
Jiang Hao shook his head, looked at her with deep eyes, and said seriously: "Just think of it as a little space for me, don't mind, she... has already passed away."
As she spoke, Qiao Xinwei really saw the weakness of a tough man. He spoke to her in a pleading tone. She nodded, knowing that no matter how hard she tried, she could never surpass the dead.
This woman, Jiang Hao must love her very much.
Jiang Hao gently held her shoulders and kissed her forehead, "Thank you for spending the New Year with me. Don't worry, I will do my best to make you happy. Trust me, okay, wife?"
"Well, okay..." She couldn't help but asked curiously, "Can you tell me how she died?"
Jiang Hao frowned slightly, sighed slightly, and said: "Five years ago, she was hit by an oncoming truck to save me. She survived, but she could never stand up again. She was a ballerina
Or, her legs are her life. I didn’t take her seriously and let her go. I didn’t know where she went. I searched the whole city but couldn’t find her. Later, I found a letter in her desk.
Suicide note."
"She committed suicide?"
Jiang Hao did not deny it, "Maybe she didn't want me to be sad about her death. She didn't even let me see her for the last time. For five years, I often dreamed about her, and I dreamed about the scene where she pushed me away and was hit by a truck.
." Recalling the past, he closed his eyes in pain.
Qiao Xinwei leaned on his chest, feeling his sadness quietly. She didn't ask any more questions for fear of touching his greater grief, "Husband, I don't mind that you have her in your heart. I also want to thank her for saving her."
You, but don’t make yourself miserable. I think she definitely wants you to be happy. As long as you live a happy life, she will definitely be happy too."
"I hope so."
It's late at night, and there are occasional firecrackers outside. Everyone is praying for a good start in the new year.
The room was very quiet. Listening to Jiang Hao's regular breathing, she thought he was asleep, "Husband?"
"how?"
"Yeah, you're not asleep. I thought you were asleep."
Jiang Hao touched her head and hugged her tighter, "Honey, let's go traveling together."
"Okay, where to go?"
"It's fine to go anywhere, just the two of us."
"Well, let's go on our honeymoon."
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Early in the morning on the first day of the new year, Jiang Hao took Qiao Xinwei to the Jing family to pay New Year greetings. Before going, Qiao Xinwei was very worried. After arriving, she realized that all her worries were unnecessary. Chief Jiang could relax
Get everything done.
In the living room, Jiang Hao and Jing Zhicheng were chatting and laughing. Jiang Hao was a man who could chat with anyone all over the world as long as he wanted to.
Xiang Ling was busy in the kitchen, and Qiao Xinwei helped her.
"Look at those two people, chatting so enthusiastically. Your dad knows a lot. I didn't expect Jiang Hao to know even more. This is the first time in so many years that I have seen your dad chasing after him for advice."
"Haha, Jiang Hao reads a lot of books... By the way, mom, brother, why don't you see anyone else so early in the morning?"
Xiang Ling looked outside and whispered: "Jing Shang went out and avoided you on purpose."
Qiao Xinwei said sadly: "Brother is still depressed. Will he never see us again in his lifetime?"
"Jing Shang is a stubborn child, just wait until he looks away. After all, he is your brother, and he will bless you. Don't worry, your aunt will find a partner for him, and we won't consider the bad ones."
"Well, I believe that."
Qiao Xinwei stuck her head out and took a look outside. She saw that Jiang Hao's face was completely gone from last night's frustration, and she didn't know how he got through the five-year window. She thought, the reason why he
If he doesn't come back to celebrate the New Year, he must be afraid of hurting his feelings. I really can't see that the head of Jiang University is still so affectionate.
Xiang Ling asked again: "Xinwei, is Jiang Hao good to you?" This is the question she is most concerned about.
Qiao Xinwei smiled and nodded, "Okay, I didn't marry the wrong person, I firmly believe it."
Xiang Ling saw the happiness on her daughter's face and felt at ease in her heart, "Haha, then live a good life. Jiang Hao is an official after all. He will inevitably have a temper, so you have to be more patient. There are always two couples who quarrel. Do you understand?
?”
"I know, Jiang Hao doesn't have a bad temper, he just looks more serious."
"That's better, my daughter, you finally made mom feel proud." This was Xiang Ling's heartfelt voice. Ever since she married Jing Zhicheng and started a family, the relatives in the Jing family have been talking about it. They never treat Qiao Qiao
Xinwei regards her as her own family. As a mother, she is relatively weak and has no ability to give more to her daughter. Fortunately, her daughter married a good husband, and she also benefited from it.