Devil's Honey Baby

Yao Jiang was bumped aside by Li Rumei's strength. He pursed his lips. The cold on his face was like frozen cold, deeper and deeper.

"Yao Jiang, your home is so warm." Li Rumei looked around and finally stopped on Yao Jiang's face. Her beautiful face was as beautiful as flowers.

Yao Jiang still didn't speak. There was no emotion on his face except coldness. Even Li Rumei couldn't see what Yao Jiang was thinking at the moment.

But it doesn't matter. She doesn't need to know what Yao Jiang is thinking. She just needs to let Yao Jiang know her purpose here.

"Yao Jiang, is president Ji at home now?"

Li Rumei blinked and asked innocently.

"No more, please leave." Yao Jiang stood aside and opened the door. He didn't hide his impoliteness in his eyes.

But Li Rumei frowned as if she couldn't see it, with a pity on her face, "well, I'll wait for president Ji to come back."

With that, Li Rumei put the document on the tea table in front of her and sat down.

Yao Jiang looked at Li Rumei's calm action and felt like he wanted to pull her out.

But she didn't do so. Reason told her that it was a way to lower her identity.

Yao Jiang took out his mobile phone and quickly pressed the dial key to call Ji Zailin.

The phone was quickly connected, but before she could speak, Ji Zailin's voice came, "wife, do you miss me? I'll be back now! "

"Five minutes, no, one minute, you wait!"

With that, Ji Zailin hung up the phone without waiting for Yao Jiang to speak.

Yao Jiang listened to the beep in her mobile phone. She should be angry, but she felt relaxed.

Just now Ji Zailin was called away by youyou. With his steps, it's really no problem to get here in a minute.

Yao Jiang takes back her cell phone and gets up to go to the kitchen. She wants to make a cup of chrysanthemum tea to reduce the fire.

Before she made her tea, she heard Ji Zailin's happy voice coming from outside the door, "wife, I'm back!"

Yao Jiang took the hand of the water cup and took out the two cups of tea in his hand.

"Why are you here?"

Yao Jiang just walked out of the kitchen and saw Ji Zailin standing in the living room. His knife cut face seemed to be stained with a sharp light. It was frightening.

"General manager Ji, this is an urgent document from country J. it's urgent to deal with now, so I brought it to you." Li Rumei stood up, her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled, and her delicate face was embarrassed. The viewer couldn't afford to be angry if he wanted to be angry.

Yao Jiang put a cup of chrysanthemum tea in front of Li Rumei, turned and walked towards the bedroom.

But before she could take a complete step, Ji Zailin held her hand.

Yao Jiang turned his head and looked at Ji Zailin. His face was calm as usual. "What's the matter?"

Yao Jiang is too calm. Ji Zailin is very upset. Of course, his uneasiness is only in the bottom of his heart, which can't be seen on the surface.

Except for the colder and colder breath, nothing else has changed, "wife, I..."

Yao Jiang seemed to know what Ji Zailin was going to say. He gently hooked the corner of his mouth, took away his hand and whispered, "you're busy first. I'm going to draw a picture."

Ji Zailin looked at the smile on Yao Jiang's face and was even more flustered. Even the depths of his eyes floated faintly. He grabbed Yao Jiang's hand and held it tighter this time than just now.

Yao Jiang sighed and handed him the chrysanthemum tea. "Take it."

Ji Zailin didn't understand what Yao Jiang meant, but he took it subconsciously. Yao Jiang saw Ji Zailin holding it in his hand and said, "reduce the fire."

Then he went to the bedroom in Ji Zailin's stupor.

Ji Zailin looked at the closed door. If the temperature from the cup didn't tell him Yao Jiang's look, words and deeds just now, otherwise, he would think he was dreaming.

Li Rumei looked at Ji Zailin's stunned look, then looked at the closed bedroom door, the fundus of her eyes quickly crossed a touch of sinister, but her soft voice shouted, "President Ji..."

Ji Zailin fiercely looks at Li Rumei. The light in his eyes stabs Li Rumei like a knife. He wants to cut her thousands of times.

Rao is Li Rumei who knows Ji Zailin's temperament. At this moment, she was frightened when she saw the cold light in Ji Zailin's eyes.

Ji Zailin put the teacup on the table and turned out.

Li Rumei saw it and hurried out with it.

Yao Jiang sat at his desk, listening to the sound of the door closing outside, and his hand tightened with the pen.

After a while, when the door was still quiet and there was no difference, she picked up her pen and prepared to continue painting, but when she saw the name on the white manuscript, she was stunned.

Ji Zailin, Li Rumei

In the underground parking lot, Ji Zailin leaned against the cold wall and looked at Li Rumei with black eyes. The ink in his eyes flowed and rolled rapidly, as if brewing the madness of tsunami. Li Rumei's heart trembled.

"Mr. Ji, you, don't look at Rumei with such eyes."

Li Rumei said shyly, her long eyelashes trembling, but her body walked towards Ji Zailin.

"President Ji, Rumei hasn't seen you for several days. Rumei, Rumei misses you very much." Li Rumei came to Ji Zailin and bit her lips, gradually blushing on her face.

To tell the truth, Li Rumei is first-class in both facial features and figure. It is the kind of gorgeous beauty that people will never forget after reading it.

If you put Li Rumei and Yao Jiang together, the difference will come out soon.

One is a gorgeous red rose and the other is a elegant white magnolia.

For some men, red roses are naturally more attractive.

But Ji Zailin was disgusting, disgusting.

"Yay! Li Rumei, are you crazy about men? " Ji Zailin grinned, his head slightly lowered, and his eyes stabbed Li Rumei with endless ice cold. The blood color on Li Rumei's face turned white in an instant.

The whole body is stiff.

Ji Zailin looked at Li Rumei. The radian from the corners of his mouth gradually deepened, but his bent body lifted up and turned to walk forward. "I Ji Zailin was never a gentleman. Li Rumei, don't force me to do things that I can't even think of myself."

The magnetic voice overflows with low words. It is a sexy and addictive breath, but it is like poppy. Once it is close, it will be poisoned.

Not to mention the cold from hell.

Li Rumei trembled uncontrollably, but her beautiful face was not afraid, but with endless hatred.

Suddenly, she turned and looked aside. She ran to Ji Zailin.

"President Ji, Rumei likes you, and Rumei really likes you!"

"Don't worry, I won't disturb you and Yao Jiang. I just want to be by your side and look at you often."

"That's it!"

Ji Zailin looked at the hand he held tightly around his waist. The coldness at the bottom of his eyes broke out in an instant. He grabbed Li Rumei's hand, twisted it away, brushed her against the wall, and put one hand against her neck. The bottom of his eyes was full of the cold forest of thousands of years.

"Li Rumei, don't force me to beat a woman!"

The choking pain in her throat made Li Rumei subconsciously grasp Ji Zailin's hand. Her eyes were frightened and kept patting.

Ji Zailin didn't let go. His whole body was full of biting anger. He said word by word, "this is the last time. Don't touch me again. Don't ask for your hand."

Ji Zailin fiercely loosened Li Rumei, turned and strode away.

In the distance, a dark shadow disappeared with Ji Zailin's disappearance, just like a shadow.

Li Rumei's soft body slid down with the wall, holding her neck and coughing in her, but her eyes gradually showed the light of success when Ji Zailin disappeared, and even a proud smile floated on her face.

Coughing, complacent and vicious, these expressions interweave on Li Rumei's face and distort her face worse than the devil.

Ugly people want to destroy

Yao Jiang came to the living room and was about to make a cup of coffee. As a reminder, she heard the "click" sound of the door opening. Subconsciously, she stopped, looked at the door, and saw Ji Zailin come in.

And there is no Li Rumei behind.

The hand hanging on his side tightened. Yao Jiang turned and walked towards the kitchen. When he came to the kitchen door, Ji Zailin hugged her.

Hold her tightly in her arms, and the head on her shoulder makes it difficult for her to move.

"Wife, are you angry?"

When her heart hurt, she answered softly in her heart.

Angry? If she doesn't love her, she won't be angry. If she loves her, she will be angry.

And she was angry.

Originally, she came out. Her real intention was not to make coffee, but to see if Ji Zailin came back.

It's just that she doesn't want to admit it.

"I'm not angry. You're busy." Yao Jiang said the lie of self deception and twisted his head to the side, hoping Ji Zailin would let go of her.

But Ji Zailin didn't let her go. Instead, he held her over and let her face him.

Yao Jiang doesn't want Ji Zailin to see through his thoughts. Don't let him hold his face and turn around to speak.

But Ji Zailin went to speak to her first, with a positive tone in her voice, "wife, you're angry!"

"I'm not angry." Yao Jiang's mind was easily exposed, which made her frown and refute immediately.

But no matter how serious and firm she refuted, Ji Zailin didn't believe it. Instead, he smiled happily, picked her up and turned, "ha ha... My wife is jealous!"

"Jiang Jiang is jealous!"

Yao Jiang's body suddenly soared into the air. She subconsciously hugged Ji Zailin, frowned and said, "Ji Zailin, you put me down!"

"No! The wife is jealous, and the husband is happy! "

"I said I wasn't jealous!"

Yao Jiang blushed angrily, stared at him and retorted loudly.

Ji Zailin heard her words and suddenly put her down. Jun's face fiercely approached her and smelled on her like a dog.

"Wife, you lie, I smell your sour smell!"

Ji Zailin was glib again. Yao Jiang was so angry that he couldn't close his lips and turned his head to face him with silence.

But no matter how cold Yao Jiang's face is, Ji Zailin still has a way to make her talk, "wife, don't worry, I won't be seduced by others."

Yao Jiang didn't speak. Ji Zailin raised her face and kissed her, "I want to prove that my love for you is irreplaceable!"

With that, Ji Zailin hugged Yao Jiang and walked towards the bedroom.