Devil's Honey Baby

Some things, some people, Yao Jiang thought that as long as he didn't think about it or see it, he could act as if he didn't know anything.

But I didn't expect that many things can't be solved by ignoring and avoiding.

For example, a car accident.

If you don't hit others, others may hit you.

The reason is so simple.

Yao Jiang held back the pain at the bottom of his heart and pressed the answer button.

"Yao Jiang, I called you a few times. Why didn't you answer? Are you angry with me? "

Li Rumei's worried voice came from the mobile phone. Yao Jiang held the mobile phone tightly.

"Yao Jiang? Hey! Yao Jiang! "

"Come on, I'll listen."

Yao Jiang finally opened his mouth. His voice was very calm, calm as if nothing had happened, but with a frightening coldness.

"Yao Jiang, are you really angry..."

Li Rumei's low voice came from the mobile phone. Yao Jiang loosened his frown, looked out of the window at the boundless night and walked to the balcony.

With his hands on the balcony, the cold touch came, which made Yao Jiang's consciousness more sober than ever.

"Yao Jiang, I didn't mean it. I, I saw your fiance with my ex boyfriend. You don't know, my ex boyfriend died. I thought I had forgotten. I didn't expect me to get drunk..."

"Yao Jiang, I really didn't mean it. Don't be angry with me, will you?"

Li Rumei's voice is very low, very real, and even choking.

It can be heard that Yao Jiang can't make waves in his ears.

The light lips opened, and there were no waves in the light voice, "well, it's all right, it's too late, I'm going to sleep."

"Yao Jiang..."

Yao Jiang didn't speak again. He took down his mobile phone and pressed the hang up button.

The feelings she wants are free of impurities. Friendship and love are the same.

The hand holding the railing tightened and loosened again. Yao Jiang turned around, but suddenly stopped.

Ji Zailin was standing behind her, a pair of abyss eyes looking at her, with a heavy mist, covering some things and rolling some things.

Holding his mobile phone tightly, Yao Jiang sideways wiped Ji Zailin and walked over.

Her hand was held. She didn't move. Ji Zailin's soft low dumb voice came from her ear, "you didn't eat much. Eat more."

The word "let go" stuck in my throat.

Ji Zailin saw that she didn't struggle, and a surprise light quickly floated in her eyes. "I'm going to let aunt Su cook your favorite dishes now."

Ji Zailin said, pulling her out, but Yao Jiang took his hand back and stopped to look at him, "Ji Zailin, let's talk."

Yao Jiang said, turned and took out the documents from the bedside table and handed them to Ji Zailin. "At the end of the year, we terminate the contract."

Ji Zailin looked at the white words on a black background in Yao Jiang's hand. The light in his eyes fell out and became very cold.

Then he smiled and took the document. He only heard the sound of tearing. The document became two halves.

Then, four and a half, and then, countless and a half, turned into fine pieces and fell from the top of the head.

Yao Jiang looked at these fragments, his eyes gradually reddened, and his lips pursed tightly.

Ji Zailin pulled Yao Jiang, with a strange smile on their face, "Yao Jiang, terminate the contract. Don't even think about it in your life."

Quarrel is irrational behavior.

Yao Jiang thinks he is a rational person and is emotionally calm.

But when she met Ji Zailin, she couldn't calm down, and she regretted what Ji Zailin said.

She regretted it!

Regret believing him and regretting that he easily delivered his feelings, which ended up like this!

This night, Yao Jiang did not struggle and roar as before, but looked at Ji Zailin calmly for a long time.

Sufen was worried about an accident and stood outside the bedroom listening to what was happening inside.

No noise, very quiet.

Well, it should be all right.

Sophie turned and left.

The night passed, but Yao Jiang was covered with thorns. As long as Ji Zailin approached her, she pricked him with sharp thorns.

But Ji Zailin was as if he couldn't see or feel it. He became brown sugar. No matter how Yao Jiang stabbed him, he was the same as usual.

"What would you like to eat at noon? I'll order it in advance." The car stopped smoothly at the door of the company. Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang's cold and indifferent eyebrows and whispered.

But Yao Jiang was like a piece of wood. He couldn't see or hear. He opened the door and went out.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang's disappeared figure, his face was soft and cold, and picked up his mobile phone to make a phone call.

"Check Li Rumei's call records."

"OK."

Yao Jiang's state is very bad, which affects his inspiration.

The date when Mrs. Jiang asked for the dress was getting closer and closer. Yao Jiang forced himself to calm down. The manuscript must be completed today.

But Yao Jiang wanted to calm down, but someone didn't let her go.

When the mobile phone rang, Yao Jiang finally calmed down. Now it's time to feel it. He took the mobile phone and hung up directly.

But I don't want her to hang up and ring again. She won't answer this time.

But she kept ringing when she didn't answer her cell phone. Yao Jiang couldn't take her cell phone. It was Li Rumei's phone.

As soon as Yao Jiang saw the name, his mood suddenly fell ten feet. He turned his mobile phone to mute and put it aside.

It was quiet now. Yao Jiang was busy until noon. Ji Zailin came to her desk.

"Are you finished? Let's go to dinner. " Ji Zailin saw that Yao Jiang finally raised his head from the painting, and the cold color at the bottom of his eyes was lighter.

He made a lot of calls to Yao Jiang, but Yao Jiang never answered.

He was worried about something, so he called Jiang Fang and confirmed that she was in the company. He rushed over without saying anything.

When he came here, he saw Yao Jiang working hard.

To tell the truth, he seldom sees Yao Jiang's serious work, and this time, he wants to have a good look at her.

Love can be great or humble.

It depends on whether you love enough.

Ji Zailin fell in love with Yao Jiang and he planted it.

Yao Jiang heard Ji Zailin's voice, and his body froze for a moment. He closed the manuscript, took his cell phone and bag, and walked out over Ji Zailin.

Ji Zailin's face sank. He stepped forward and pulled Yao Jiang, wrapped his hand tightly, and pulled Yao Jiang forward in Yao Jiang's struggle.

Yao Jiang pursed her lips and wanted Ji Zailin to let go, but the strong eyes around her made her endure.

She said nothing and went out with Ji Zailin.

Ji Zailin takes Yao Jiang into the car. As soon as the car drives out, Yao Jiang sees a black Lincoln parked downstairs.

Before she could see the people coming out of the car, the car turned out.

Ji Zailin took Yao Jiang to a Chinese restaurant. He knew that Yao Jiang didn't like western food very much, so he ordered food in advance.

As soon as they sat down, the dishes came up.

Ji Zailin put the dish in her bowl. Yao Jiang wanted to open it, but he didn't move when he got the dish.

Ji Zailin has been eating with her these days. He also comes to pick her up from work every day.

Very attentive and considerate.

Yao Jiang doesn't want to accept these good things. Ji Zailin wants her to accept them. If she doesn't, he forces her to accept them.

Yao Jiang felt very uncomfortable and depressed.

Put down the chopsticks. Yao Jiang said coldly, "I'll go to the bathroom."

She didn't want to explain, but if she didn't say Ji Zailin would follow her, she'd better say it in advance.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang leaving. His face was very heavy and cold.

Suddenly, the dishes on the table were brushed off fiercely. I only heard the crackling sound. The box was filled with messy vegetable fragrance, messy ground and desktop.

But this simply could not ease Ji Zailin's anger and irritability.

He lit a cigarette and puffed in his chair.

He is not a man of steady character. He is irritable.

Now, he wants Yao Jiang to be in his arms, smile at him and say gentle words to him.

Even dream.

But no, no matter what he did, Yao Jiang was ice. He couldn't melt her. He was very upset.

But there's nothing to do.

Yao Jiang stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at the indifferent and cold man inside. She thought he was a stranger.

It's not what she remembers or what she feels.

Strange made her feel terrible.

Bursts of pain came from her heart. She covered her heart, bent down, closed her eyes, and gradually replaced her face with pain.

When Yao Jiang returned to the box again, he smelled the strong smell of smoke and the disordered smell of vegetables.

She looked at the table. The dishes were the same as before. There was no change.

But she always felt wrong.

Yao Jiang couldn't help looking at Ji Zailin. Ji Zailin called in front of the balcony.

Today, the sun is particularly good. The golden light falls on Ji Zailin and adds a soft halo to his white shirt.

However, the cigarette curling up at his fingertips added a sense of evil and sexy to his whole body.

Yao Jiang squints at Ji Zailin, and the greed that even she doesn't know is gradually floating in her eyes.

Ji Zailin hung up and turned around to see Yao Jiang looking at him.

Those clear big eyes narrowed slightly, with a rebellious hazy halo inside, so that he couldn't see the look in her eyes.

But at the moment, the softness on Yao Jiang's face made him happy.

The bottom of his eyes opened a large amount of light. Ji Zailin came forward and hugged Yao Jiang, bowed his head and kissed her eyes. His voice was with his unique sexy husky, and said, "wife, haven't seen me for a long time, do you think I'm handsome?"

Yao Jiang felt that no one in the world could be more shameless and skinnless than Ji Zailin.

Her mind was seen through. Yao Jiang pushed Ji Zailin away in a panic, frowned and sat in a chair.

Ji Zailin had thought that the road ahead was full of ups and downs. He walked very hard and tired. He was about to lose his motivation.

But after seeing Yao Jiang's absence, he was full of motivation and believed a word.

As long as you work hard, grind a deep iron pestle into a needle.

Yao Jiang is ice now, so he is fire.

He always melts Yao Jiang.

Ji Zailin smiled and smiled happily.

Yao Jiang was unhappy with this meal, but Ji Zailin was very happy.

Even when she was sent downstairs, Ji Zailin laughed all the way, while Yao Jiang ran into the company with her.

Ji Zailin's smile was even bigger.

Yao Jiang returned to the office. His heart beat out of rhythm. He didn't notice the strange smell around him.

Until she put down her bag and sat down at her desk, a gentle and elegant voice sounded, she didn't see a man sitting on the sofa.