Devil's Honey Baby

At the same time, with the clarity of sensory consciousness, the picture just on the corridor gradually floated in my mind, and the small white face like a goose egg sank immediately.

At this time, the hand holding the cup was touched by a hot wave again.

She was surprised, her hand loosened, the cup fell to the ground again and broke into pieces, and the hot water spilled all over the ground and soon spread on the ground.

Yao Jiang looked at the ground, which had just been cleaned and was messy again, and then looked at the back of his red hand. Suddenly, a wordless and choking depressed look floated on his clean and beautiful face, reached out his hand and painfully stroked his forehead, and turned to get the broom.

She thought it was her worst night in six years.

Being drunk, designing, and meeting a handsome man with common indignation, I was almost forced by this man, and my hand was injured again and again.

Really, it's bad enough.

Thinking of this, the depressed and painful look on the little face gradually deepened, but the hand movement kept cleaning up quickly.

When everything was ready to lie in bed, it was nearly eleven o'clock.

However, lying in bed, she didn't go to sleep immediately. Instead, she leaned over and looked at the rustling snowflakes outside the window. The things of six years ago gradually floated in her mind.

And tonight.

A long time, a short time, at this moment, it is very profound and clear.

It was in this intertwined memory that she slept.

The snow outside the window is getting heavier and heavier. With the rustling sound, it is like the whispering between lovers.

The smell of the bedroom is very quiet, and the suit full of good smelling male smell placed by her on the bedside table gradually exudes the unique smell of his master under the thick of the night.

It is strong hegemony, absolute possession and endless plunder.

And in this unique breath, she had a dream.

A deep, distant and painful dream.

So that later, she recalled this dream countless times and couldn't help regretting it.

Why didn't she see the man in her dream, the boy who gradually fell down, the girl who lay in the snow and was red with blood behind her head, but was as quiet as sleeping.

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The early morning sun warms the earth and adds a touch of golden warmth to the snow covered city.

Yao Jiang woke up in a tingling pain in his mind. He sat up fiercely, but his eyes were closed, his eyebrows frowned, and his face was full of pain.

The hand, subconsciously covering the temple, was wet at the beginning, and the heart beat quickly as if it had lost frequency, making her slowly open her eyes.

But soon she closed it slowly.

Because the dream and the picture in her mind just now made her want to know who was in the dream.

However, she could not remember, but the pain in her brain gradually deepened. She immediately stopped thinking and let herself not think.

For a long time, she didn't open her eyes until the tingling pain in her mind dispersed. Her eyes were clear. She turned her eyes and looked out of the window. It was daybreak, but it was white.

I took a look at the alarm clock next to me. It was 8 a.m.

At the same time, when the alarm clock came into view, the black suit on the bedside table also came into view.

Suddenly, the memory of last night poured into my mind like a tide, and the little face with a trace of pale also sank.

Now she's going to the company and resign.