Devil's Honey Baby

Yao Jiang and Ji Zailin are successfully engaged. She is completely disappointed in he Jianyu and doesn't have any expectations anymore.

This time, she hoped he would never appear in her sight again.

So is Jian Yun.

When they were engaged, Qin Meihua put two tickets in Yao Jiang's hand the next day. She smiled deeply, "have fun."

Yao Jiang looked at the ticket in his hand. The destination was Paris.

She looked at Ji Zailin, but Ji Zailin directly approached her and walked downstairs.

Yao Jiang looked at his obvious look, frowned and said, "let's go for a few days?"

The company started working the day before yesterday, and she is already late. It will take longer to go on her honeymoon.

The company's new spring products are coming soon, but she hasn't even finished the design draft.

Such new spring products are related to her future. She doesn't want to miss such a good opportunity.

Ji Zailin recognized the displeasure in Yao Jiang's voice, looked down at her, Liu Yemei frowned, and his clear eyes were full of doubt and reluctance.

"Don't want to go?"

He was angry, but he pressed down and asked Yao Jiang in a low voice.

"Well, the company's new spring products will come out soon. I have to finish the design draft in advance." Yao Jiang didn't need to hide such a thing. He said it directly. At the same time, he also hoped Ji Zailin could understand it.

Yao Jiang's face was serious without a trace of fraud. Ji Zailin's spirit soon dissipated, and the dark darkness in his eyes faded a little and caught a little smile.

However, the words are very flat.

"Yao Jiang, you are so stupid! You just need to bring your brain and hands with you. What else are you worried about? "

Yao Jiang listened to Ji Zailin's naturally sarcastic words, and his eyebrows tightened immediately.

This honeymoon is for fun. Her drawing is for work. How can this play be mixed with work?

She can't.

"This is work. I don't want to play at work or work at play."

Yao Jiang said seriously. Her white oval face was stained with her unique persistence.

This old-fashioned person is like this. One is one, two is two. If you let her suddenly mix the two, she must not accept it.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang with a serious look on his face. His persistent eyes were slightly frozen. Then he quickly flashed a light and said, "it's really stupid to say you're stupid! The fashion week in Paris will be held tomorrow. Don't you want to feel it? "

Ji Zailin has always known that Yao Jiang attaches great importance to this game, but he doesn't want to say it.

But now looking at Yao Jiang's look, he doesn't want to say it, he has to say it in advance.

Yao Jiang was surprised to hear Ji Zailin's cool and ironic words.

Yao Jiang is a rigorous, serious and responsible person at work, and his face looks like this when talking about work, but now his surprised look after hearing Ji Zailin's words falls into Ji Zailin's eyes with seriousness.

Very cute.

Silly cute.

Who says women must be lively? Sexy?

A fool like Yao Jiang shows such a look occasionally, which is really pleasing to the eyes.

Ji Zailin was satisfied and smiled proudly. His hand habitually pinched Yao Jiang's face and said, "go. The plane at 9:00 in the morning can arrive at night. Don't toss with me. Don't blame me for delaying the flight."

Yao Jiang looked at Ji Zailin's publicized eyebrows and eyes. People became beautiful and charming in an instant. She felt that Ji Zailin made her very happy.

White face no longer serious, gradually replaced by a gentle smile.

Qin Meihua looked at the interaction between Yao Jiang and Ji Zailin from a distance, and her face was full of satisfaction and relief.

After returning from City C this time, it seems that Lin's temper has changed a lot, and Jiang Jiang no longer repels and annoys Lin as before.

splendid!

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when the plane arrived in Paris.

Taking such a long plane at one time, Yao Jiang was tired even with expectation in his heart.

Ji Zailin led her out of the plane, looked at the blue and black under her eyes, and frowned.

He Jian was delayed for a long time last night because of what happened to him. Then he got engaged early in the morning. He was busy all day. Until this morning, Yao Jiang didn't sleep well.

Moreover, she has been in poor health since she was fed the medicine to lose her memory in he Jianyu.

As soon as he spread his arm, he closed Yao Jiang tightly in his arms and let her walk against him, so she wouldn't be so tired.

Yao Jiang's nose was filled with the cool and pleasant smell of Ji Zailin. He felt comfortable both physically and mentally, as if his fatigue had dissipated.

Without struggling, she leaned against Ji Zailin and closed her eyes.

Ji Zailin noticed the docility in his arms and looked down at Yao Jiang. He saw Yao Jiang close his eyes and obey, like a clever rabbit, which made him feel distressed.

His eyes moved slightly, his feet stopped, his arms forced, and he beat Yao Jiang horizontally and picked him up.

The sudden suspension of the body made Yao Jiang cry out subconsciously, and his eyes opened.

When the people around heard her scream, they turned to look at her and saw that it was a couple with an ambiguous smile on their faces.

Yao Jiang noticed the eyes of the people around him, frowned and stared at Ji Zailin, wriggling, "you put me down."

There are so many people here, he really has no taboos.

Ji Zailin raised his eyebrows and his eyes were full of overbearing. "Of course," what's the point of holding my wife? Go to sleep. I won't call you until tomorrow. "

Ji Zailin kept striding out with her in his arms.

Yao Jiang looked at Ji Zailin's overbearing, and her lips moved and closed. She knew she couldn't convince him.

They came out of the airport, and a black Rolls Royce was parked at the door.

Wang Huai opened the back door. Ji Zailin took Yao Jiang in his arms and sat in.

Yao Jiang knew that he could not change Ji Zailin's decision, so he really buried it in his arms and fell asleep.

She really feels tired.

The night scene of Paris is very beautiful. The bright and gorgeous lights are like the flowers competing to open in the hundred flower garden, blooming their beauty wantonly.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang breathing in his arms. His fierce eyebrows and eyes softened and became warm and deep.

His hand reached out to her long black hair, and the soft touch came from his fingers, which warmed and softened his heart.

Yao Jiang woke up when Ji Zailin put her in bed. He looked at the person who was turning towards the bathroom with blurred eyes and asked subconsciously, "where are we?"

Ji Zailin heard Yao Jiang muttering, turned and looked at her, and saw Yao Jiang rubbing his eyes.

Yao Jiang rubbed his eyes, not like the elegance of an adult woman, but poked back and forth like a child, especially childish.

Ji Zailin likes to see Yao Jiang's childish side. She feels that she has completely put down her guard and made him greedy for innocence.

Ji Zailin turned and strode forward. As soon as he spread his arms, he closed Yao Jiang tightly to his arms. At the same time, his head hung low, and her thin lips were rubbed on her lips.

Yao Jiang was already confused when he woke up. He was even more confused when Ji Zailin kissed him.

Under his strong kiss, his subordinates consciously stretched out and hugged his neck.

Ji Zailin noticed Yao Jiang's action. His heart almost jumped out of his throat. As soon as he lowered his body, he pressed her on the bed and quickly lit a fire on her.

Damn it, it's hard enough for her not to provoke him. He really can't control this initiative.

Yao Jiang was hurt by Ji Zailin's excitement. She was awakened by the pain. Her blurred eyes opened and saw Ji Zailin buried in her heart.

And the pain comes from the heart.

In his eyes, Yao Jiang hurriedly pushed him, but Ji Zailin heard a hiss.

She looked up from her heart and looked at her sadly.

"Ginger, are you going to murder your husband?"

Yao Jiang looked at Ji Zailin's expression of desire and dissatisfaction and wanted to laugh. However, in a few seconds, the corners of his mouth began to move in a gentle arc.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang's smile, the light in his eyes exploded, but his face was more sad, "Jiang Jiang, can you let go of your hand first? Your husband hurts when you hold it like this. "

Yao Jiang heard Ji Zailin's words and looked at his hand. Only then did he find that her hand was clutching his hair.

Yao Jiang immediately let go and apologized with a naturally red face, "I'm sorry, I..."

She saw that Ji Zailin's grievance was sincere and wanted to apologize, but she didn't expect that before she finished her words, Ji Zailin pressed her hands on her head and smiled darkly, "I want revenge!"

Then he 'bit' Yao Jiang

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, falling into the large French windows with the clearness after the snow, and the golden halo opened circle after circle.

Yao Jiang wakes up in the pain of his body. Ji Zailin is not around.

She was no longer confused. The memory of last night poured in like a tide with pain and occupied all her consciousness.

Ji Zailin is Ji Zailin. He doesn't usually "play"!

Yao Jiang stretched his body, simply washed and went out. Only then did he find that this is an independent villa, and the decoration design is completely French style.

Whether the paintings on the wall or the petal design of the stair handrail, there is a strong romantic atmosphere everywhere.

Paris, France, is worthy of being the romantic capital.

She went down the long corridor and saw Ji Zailin sitting on the sofa beating with a hand.

Seeing this, Yao Jiang suddenly stopped.

Ji Zailin has a big company. He is definitely busier than her.

But he never showed it to her.

Realizing this, Yao Jiang felt warm and walked down the stairs.

Just after two steps, Ji Zailin's unique sexy voice came into her ears.

"Wake up, just in time, have breakfast, eat, let's go out."

Yao Jiang looks at Ji Zailin. Ji Zailin has closed his hand and got up to walk towards her.

"Yes." Yao Jiang nodded.

Ji Zailin came up to her, took her hand and walked towards the table.

As soon as they sat on the table, the servant brought out breakfast.

Yao Jiang looked at the fragrant soup in front of him, then looked at the milk in front of Ji Zailin and asked, "why am I soup and you are milk?"

Ji Zailin looked at the soup in her eyes and looked up at her. "Your body is a little empty. It's good to drink this."