After being released from prison: the actor's wife became a black fan

In the last life, not long after she was arrested and imprisoned for the second time, Ji Xiunian died, and it was less than four years since she was fully beaten.

Ji Xiunian watched indescribably, and Yu Yuan, who really smiled again, let go of the hand she was holding silently.

The medical experts his brother brought him didn't dare to give such a precise time. Should he believe it?

Should I still not believe it?

Suddenly there is a feeling of shooting yourself in the foot.

but.

There was a trace of loneliness in the lowered eyes, if he couldn't find the right potion, how long... how long could he live?

Ji Xiunian raised his head and said jokingly, "Can you save me?"

Yu Yuan raised her lips, and subconsciously wanted to praise herself: "That must be—" just as the word "neng" was about to come out, it got stuck again.

Hey!

Thinking about it carefully, in her last life, she either lived in prison, or was sent on a mission to kill someone.

It is true that he has saved people in no serious way.

At most, in her later years, after she could see the yin and yang energy in the food, she found that those inmates had a headache and brain fever, and they would be fine after eating two meals.

No matter how serious the opportunity is to try the phone, it won't be her turn to take care of the meal alone.

She scratched her head and coughed dryly: "Cough! It's hard to say, I know a medicinal diet, I'll try it first."

Ji Xiunian didn't care, he caught a glimpse of the fingertips on his wrist from the corner of his eye, his palm moved, and finally couldn't help pulling them back.

Snapped!

As soon as it touched it, the big hand was directly knocked off.

Yu Yuan was dissatisfied and said, "Don't keep disturbing me, I have to look again."

There was a gloomy flash in Taohua's eyes.

He raised his eyes, stared at her, moved his lips, and still wanted to ask: "If I really die in a few years, will you despise me?"

Yu Yuan raised her head in doubt: "Why do I dislike you? Death is death sooner or later, and all living beings are equal. Maybe someone will have an accident tomorrow."

"..."

Ji Xiunian pursed his lips and fell silent.

I always feel like I'm asking a stupid question.

How could he have forgotten that in Yu Yuan's concept of early death, those who can survive tomorrow are amazing, and he was inexplicably relieved.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but Yu Yuan couldn't.

She frowned more and more.

strangeness.

Apart from organ failure, which is not what young people should have, Ji Xiunian couldn't figure out any cause, as if he was born with it.

Is it when you have a fever, have a special physique, and are gifted?

Or is Ji Xiugou's other good luck in this life, all in exchange for life?

Yu Yuan even started doing metaphysics.

She still doesn't know why she was reborn, and the current situation in this life is obviously much better than the previous one.

What the hell!

Although she lived well by her ability, but according to the conservation of energy, shouldn't her lifespan be deducted as well?

The more Yu Yuan thought about it, the more her brain opened up, she shook her head again and again and stopped, and hurriedly asked: "You haven't called me last time, have you suffered serious trauma or infection before?"

There was a faint smile on Ji Xiunian's lips: "No."

Yu Yuan looked at the inexplicably happy person: "Really?"

Ji Xiunian paused, leaned weakly on the head of the bed, and asked obediently: "Is it okay to have been scratched by a cat?"

Yu Yuan rolled her eyes, as if you were kidding me: "Forget it, I'll try it first, and when you don't have the fever, I'll take your pulse again."

"However, it has to be said that you still have to deduct the money for the medicinal food, as well as consultation fees, service fees, and processing fees... I will treat you to dinner when I have money..."

The sound of Xiaozui's ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba , after listening to it for a long time, I found it very pleasant.

Ji Xiunian responded with a cough, with a trace of imperceptible pampering in his eyes, and a trace of reluctance: "Are you leaving now?"

"Ang~"

Yu Yuan was packing up the dishes, and when she opened the door, she happened to bump into Jiang Lingyang who was about to knock on the door: "Brother Ji——"

The sound stopped abruptly, and the four eyes met.

Jiang Lingyang was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Yu Yuan was quite calm, holding up the tray: "Director Chen asked me to take a look, and brought a meal along the way. You came just in time. Your Brother Ji is going to sleep. He still has a low-grade fever. Go and watch it."

Jiang Lingyang: ...

Jiang Lingyang stared blankly at Yu Yuan who left after giving orders, smelling the smell of rice left in the room, he became excited all of a sudden!

His gossip factor was on fire: "It smells so good, Brother Ji, what delicious food did Miss Yuan give you? Why does it taste better than the one from Xiangsuyuan?"

There is a situation!

Absolutely!

Ji Xiunian ignored him at all, glanced at the door, and motioned for him to go out.

Jiang Lingyang straightened up immediately, and promised: "Brother Ji, you can rest assured and boldly sleep, I promise to watch over you and report any situation!"

Ji Xiunian's expression was calm, the reluctance just now disappeared in a blink of an eye: "Ahem... there is no need, just go out if you have nothing to do."

"That won't work!"

Jiang Lingyang: "Sister Xiaoyuan said just now that you have a low-grade fever. Besides, there is no one around you who has a fever. If my brother finds out, I will have to be beaten up by my brother."

As he talked, he asked in a mysterious whisper, "Brother Ji, are you Miss Xiaoyuan?"

Just as Ji Xiunian was about to lie down, he paused.

He raised his head, looked at Jiang Lingyang, who had a hippie smile, and frowned, but he didn't deny it: "How do you know?"

Jiang Lingyang felt like shit in his heart, as expected of him: "It's not easy. Brother Ji used to reduce the intimate scenes as much as he could. Sister Xiaoyuan agreed to use the original script."

"The last audition, the day when the script went wrong, if it was someone else, you would definitely be angry, but you weren't angry at Miss Xiaoyuan."

"Also last night, the swing broke, Ming Ming couldn't bear the strenuous exercise, so he rushed up."

Jiang Lingyang did not forget that last night, as soon as the swing broke, Ji Ge beside him disappeared.

This speed!

Gee!

No wonder you don't like it!

He really didn't call Miss Xiaoyuan for nothing!

Jiang Lingyang chuckled: "And just now, Miss Xiaoyuan waited for Brother Ji to finish his meal before leaving? Changing other actresses in the crew, Brother Ji won't even let in the door!"

Ji Xiunian pursed his lips, and suddenly thought of Director Chen who also asked Yu Yuan to come over, and muttered, "...Am I so obvious?"

He only noticed it yesterday, how could one or both of them know about this?

"Of course!" Jiang Lingyang looked affirmative.

"What about her?"

"what?"

Suppressing the itch in his throat, Ji Xiunian asked tangledly, "Tell me, if I confess my love, what are the chances?"

Jiang Lingyang:! ! ! ! !

Jiang Lingyang instantly understood the last sentence: Where's Yu Yuan?how does she treat meIf I confess now, what are the chances of success?

"how?"

The hoarse voice pulled Jiang Lingyang back in an instant, and stretched out a fist silently.

Ji Xiunian frowned: "What do you mean?"

"zero."

Jiang Lingyang was startled, scratched his head, and said dryly: "No, Brother Ji, Miss Xiaoyuan's relationship with you is at most brotherly love, and brotherly love is incest plus sex."

Ji Xiunian:? ? ?

In Jiang Lingyang's mind, Yu Yuantian's words of "five thunders and bangs" immediately appeared, and he was about to explain.

Ji Xiunian's face had completely turned cold, he covered his cough, and sneered: "Oh, why doesn't she have a brotherhood with you?"

"Have you ever held a brother's hand?"

Jiang Lingyang trembled all over, he didn't want to hold her!

"Have you ever eaten food cooked by your brother himself?"

Jiang Lingyang: ...

On Ji Xiunian's handsome and charming face, there was a hint of pride, and he dragged his voice: "I have held it, and I have eaten it."

"Well, that's right, as for the food you asked just now that is more delicious than Xiangsuyuan, she cooked it herself."

Jiang Lingyang: ...

Jiang Lingyang stared blankly at the closed door, was it his illusion, had he been forced into a mouthful of dog food just now?

The point is, that's not what he said!