Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

Wen Yan stood aside and watched Ji Hanshi busying himself.

He held the vegetables in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, and even the way he cut the vegetables was so elegant and beautiful.

"Don't just stand there, go wash and pick the vegetables."

Ji Hanshi's voice came.

Wen Yan came back to her senses and realized that she had been stunned. She walked to the pool in silence.

The two of them worked together and were incredibly efficient.

While cooking, Ji Hanshi asked Wen Yan to go out, saying there was smoke, and peeled an apple for her.

Wen Yan stood at the kitchen door, eating an apple while watching him cook in an orderly manner.

Heat oil in a pan, stir-fry and add seasonings, it looks really good.

"When did you learn to cook?"

Wen Yan couldn't help but ask.

Ji Hanshi turned off the fire, put the dishes on the plate, and glanced at her calmly: "Do I need to learn this thing specifically? Aunt Zhang taught me once last time and I learned it."

Wen Yan was depressed.

How come she still hasn't learned it even though Aunt Zhang has taught her several times?

God is so unfair. Some people learn everything quickly.

Before I could even complain about the weather, five dishes and a soup were already ready, including both meat and vegetables, a very nutritious combination, and there was also a pot of millet porridge.

Wen Yan set the table and the two of them sat down face to face to eat.

"Try it. Is it to your liking?"

Under the soft warm light of the restaurant, Ji Hanshi's face was full of tenderness.

Wen Yan picked up the dish and took a bite. There was very little oil in the dish.

She had specifically mentioned this to Aunt Zhang before, saying that she felt like vomiting after eating something oily. So the dishes at home have been less oily in the past few days, probably because Aunt Zhang had specifically instructed her to do so.

"Well, it's okay."

Wen Yan nodded.

Seeing that she could eat, Ji Hanshi showed a relieved expression and served her another bowl of fish soup: "Drink some of this to replenish your nutrition."

While I was eating, my phone rang.

Ji Hanshi glanced at it and walked aside to make a phone call.

It seemed to be official business. Wen Yan occasionally heard words like bidding and funding, and couldn't help but look at him a few more times. She found that he had a serious expression, but was wearing a floral apron. This contrast made Wen Yan laugh.

After a twenty-minute call, Ji Hanshi's phone rang again.

It was Li Feiran calling.

"Brother, Lei Qiang, the guy who kidnapped my sister-in-law last time, has been caught."

Ji Hanshi's face was very calm, and he asked in a deep voice: "Have you confessed?"

Li Feiran said: "He did confess. There was indeed someone who instructed him, but he didn't know much. The other party didn't show up, but he hid in Zuiren Building for a while."

"Intoxicating Building."

Ji Hanshi's eyes narrowed dangerously, "This place has a close relationship with the Sheng family. It seems that Sheng Lingya is most likely responsible."

"Brother, how should we deal with Lei Qiang?" Li Feiran asked.

Ji Hanshi said in a calm tone: "Wen Yan was stabbed in the chest because of him. You stab him in the chest three times. Whether he lives or dies depends on his luck."

After a pause, he added: "Forget it, keep the person, I will do it myself tomorrow."

Li Feiran on the other side laughed.

This Lei Qiang is bound to die.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Hanshi turned around and looked at Wen Yan. The murderous look on his face disappeared, and he asked softly, "Are you used to drinking fish soup?"

Wen Yan nodded: "It's okay."

She looked at him strangely again: "What's the matter? I heard you mention the Sheng family."

"Nothing, just some cooperation matters."

Ji Hanshi picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her bowl. "Eat more. In the evening..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yan glared at him: "I only agreed to sleep in the same bed with you, but I didn't say we could do that kind of thing!"

Ji Hanshi curled his lips and smiled: "I thought I would be hungry at night, but it turns out that your mind is full of things like that with me."

"No."

Wen Yan's face turned red and she lowered her head to drink the soup in embarrassment.

After dinner, Wen Yan offered to wash the dishes, but Ji Hanshi drove her away, so she put the dishes in the kitchen.

Wen Yan went straight upstairs to take a shower and prepare to rest.

After lying down on the bed, she soon fell drowsy. She vaguely heard Ji Hanshi come in, open the closet, and go to the bathroom.

Then the mattress sank and she was pulled into someone's arms.

"Yanyan."

Ji Hanshi stroked her slightly bulging belly with his palm, "Why don't we name the child first?"

Wen Yan said half asleep and half awake: "Well...it's too early now."

"Not too early, think about it first so you won't panic when the time comes. How about you think of a girl's name and I think of a boy's name?"

Ji Hanshi nagged in her ear.

Wen Yan was so sleepy that she muttered, "Let's talk about it another day. I'm so sleepy."

Ji Hanshi pinched her nose and said, "You are not allowed to sleep."

"Ji Hanshi, you are so annoying!"

Wen Yan was so angry.

"Think carefully about what to call me, or I'll keep annoying you."

Ji Hanshi had no intention of letting her go.

In order to have a good sleep, Wen Yan had to compromise: "Husband..."

Perhaps because she was too sleepy, her voice was extremely soft. Ji Hanshi felt itchy in his heart as if he was being tickled by a cat, so he hugged her in his arms and kissed her.

Wen Yan pushed him weakly, but still couldn't stop the hot kiss from going all the way down, across her neck, chest, and...

I was half-hearted and it took more than an hour to do it.

Finally, Wen Yan couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up the next day, Ji Hanshi had already left, and Wen Yan got up refreshed.

The blanket slipped off her body, and she gasped in fear when she saw the marks all over her body.

Isn't this too much of a glutton?

How can we let her go out?

Wen Yan picked out a set of long-sleeved shirt and long pants and put them on, then went downstairs angrily, but there was no sign of Ji Hanshi downstairs.

"Where's Ji Hanshi?"

Wen Yan asked Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "Mr. Ji went out early in the morning. Madam, you can call him if you have anything."

Wen Yan was startled. Call?

just forget it.

He would definitely laugh at me if I called specifically to complain about the hickey.

"Madam, it's very hot today. Are you sure you want to wear such thick clothes?"

Aunt Zhang looked at Wen Yan and felt strange.

Wen Yan subconsciously covered her collar and tried to act natural, "No, I don't feel hot."

Aunt Zhang brought breakfast.

Wen Yan took a sip of milk when her cell phone rang.

She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Ji Hanshi. She clicked it casually and almost spit out milk.

He sent a short message:

[Dear Mrs. Ji, do you like my artistic creation? ]

Wen Yan was so angry that she sent him a middle-finger emoticon in reply.

now.

A dim semi-basement in Haicheng.

"Boss Ji, please let me go. I was confused for a moment and let someone kidnap your wife!"

Lei Qiang was tied up with regret written all over his face.

Ji Hanshi had his back to him. To him, that tall figure was even scarier than the King of Hell.

But he didn't know that this "King of Hell" was staring at the emoticons on his phone and grinning foolishly.

After putting away his phone, Ji Hanshi's expression instantly turned cold.

"Lei Qiang, I sent you to prison to give you a chance to repent. If you don't cherish it, I can't do anything about it."

Ji Hanshi had a dagger in his hand.

"Your people stabbed my wife in the chest. I will always remember this grudge. The stabber is dead, but you, the main culprit, can't escape responsibility."

Lei Qiang looked at the shiny dagger and was so scared that he almost wet his pants: "Boss Ji, let me go, I have an 80-year-old mother and a 3-year-old child!"

"Don't worry, I'm always considerate and will give you a chance to live."

Ji Hanshi raised the corner of his mouth, and Lei Qiang was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard him speak again.

"I will stab you three times in the heart and let it bleed. If you can survive within three days, I will not care about this matter anymore."

Lei Qiang's face changed drastically.

What kind of compassion is this? It's just torturing people to death.

"Boss Ji, don't... don't... ah!"

The knife fell quickly and decisively.

Ji Hanshi threw away the bloody dagger, took the handkerchief handed to him by his men, wiped his hands clean, and turned away.

Li Feiran glanced at Lei Qiang's wound and smiled.

None of the three stab wounds were fatal, but bleeding for three days would surely kill him.

It gives people hope, but also makes people despair.

Big brother has good means.