Devil's Honey Baby

Yao Jiang was pulled into the car by Ji Zailin, and the car quickly drove forward.

"I'll go back and tell you, you let go!"

Yao Jiang wriggled his wrist. Ji Zailin looked at her hand, raised his eyebrows, took her hand and held it in his arms. "I'm hungry. Go to the restaurant!"

"Yes, young master."

"Ji Zailin!" Yao Jiang couldn't earn enough, but Ji Zailin pulled her into some.

Yao Jiang stares at Ji Zailin. Ji Zailin threatens to hold you if you move again.

His lips closed tightly. Yao Jiang pulled over the armrest of the car, turned his head, no longer struggled and no longer spoke.

The car stopped outside a high-end western restaurant. Ji Zailin pulled Yao Jiang out.

Yao Jiang wrists his wrist, but Ji Zailin pulls her hard. Yao Jiang stumbles, and Ji Zailin holds her waist.

Yao Jiang quickly turned his eyes and looked at him redly. Ji Zailin turned his mouth and stopped moving her. He took Yao Jiang's hand but didn't let it go, "hurry up, young master Ben is starving!"

Yao Jiang looks at Ji Zailin's figure and then looks around with strange eyes. His eyes are getting redder and redder.

"Ji Shao, this way, please."

As soon as they walked in, the waiter led them forward.

Yao Jiang raised his head and dared not look at the waiter, for fear of seeing strange eyes.

She didn't dare look up until she sat at the table and the waiter left.

But she looked up and frowned.

Because there are no other guests in the restaurant except her and Ji Zailin.

It's more than five o'clock. It's reasonable to say that this time is the time for dinner. There can't be no one.

Yao Jiang felt strange. He looked again carefully and still had no guests.

The waiter pushed the dining car over and frowned.

The waiter put the meal on the table, took out a bottle of red wine and poured it for them, and then opened the middle plate with a lid.

The roses on the plate appeared in my eyes.

"Go down."

"OK, take your time."

Yao Jiang looked at the rose and then at Ji Zailin. His black lacquer eyes were nervous.

"I have something else to do. Today's class will be tomorrow."

Yao Jiangteng got up and turned to leave. Ji Zailin grabbed her hand and calmly said, "today is my birthday!"

The lips were tighter. Yao Jiang didn't turn around. "Happy birthday."

Yao Jiang said he wanted to go on, but Ji Zailin wouldn't let her go, "Yao Jiang!"

“……”

"Be my girlfriend." Ji Zailin took a box and handed it to her.

Yao Jiang looked at the box. It was red, delicate, beautiful and expensive.

"Be my girlfriend, I will treat you well."

Be my girlfriend, be my girlfriend

His mind was full of these words. His headache seemed to explode. Yao Jiang kept shaking his head.

"Ginger, wake up, ginger, wake up..."

"Madam, what's the matter with you?"

"Ginger, ginger, ginger..."

Ears kept calling, kind, worried, like from a distant place.

Consciousness gradually wakes up, and those memories are covered by a fog and disappear gradually.

Yao Jiang slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up, wake up!"

"Great!"

Yao Jiang turned his head, Qin Meihua's happy face came into view, her lips opened, and her hoarse voice came into Qin Meihua's ears.

"Mom."

"Hey, it's me. Just wake up, just wake up."

Qin Meihua reached out and touched her forehead, then tucked her in tightly.

Yao Jiang looked at Qin Meihua, but her mind was still a little confused, especially the dream just now. She knew it a moment ago, but she didn't remember anything when she woke up.

She closed her eyes and recalled carefully, but it was dull pain to meet her.

"Hiss!"

"Ginger, what's the matter?"

"Sufen, ask Junsheng to come here, hurry up!"

"Oh, good! I'll go right away! "

"Ginger, what's the matter? Don't scare mom! " Qin Meihua hurried to hold Yao Jiang. Yao Jiang bit his lip to ease the pain in his brain, but the pain was like being cursed by a tight hoop and kept on rising.

"Mom, i... have a headache..."

"Headache? Why do you have a headache, Jiang Jiang? You can bear it. You can bear it. Junsheng will come right away. " Qin Meihua looked at Yao Jiang's white face and felt sorry.

"Pain... Pain..." Yao Jiang bit her lip, and the pain made her cry out.

Ji Zailin came in and heard Yao Jiang's painful cry. He strode over, "what's the matter?"

Ji Zailin had never seen Yao Jiang like this. He was frightened. He hugged Yao Jiang tightly, patted her back and comforted her anxiously. "It's okay, bear it, I'm by your side, I'm by your side."

The familiar breath spread into his body. Yao Jiang slowly opened his eyes. In front of him was Ji Zailin's anxious and flustered face, as well as the slag from his chin.

"Ji Zailin..." Yao Jiang put his hand on Ji Zailin's face. Ji Zailin quickly held it, "it's me, it's me!"

Yao Jiang smiled and smiled softly, but his eyes closed slowly.

"Yao Jiang, Yao Jiang! Yao Jiang! "

"Ginger, ginger, ginger!"

"Don't surround her. Let me see."

"Well, Junsheng, you must watch ginger."

"I know, you all go out."

The ward is in a mess again. Ji Zailin and Qin Meihua are worried when Yao Jiang is pushed into the emergency room.

Ji Zailin stood in place and looked at the door of the emergency room. His whole body was tight, and a decadent breath was spreading endlessly.

Qin Meihua walked over, held Ji Zailin's head and cried, "son, it's okay, Jiang Jiang is okay."

“……”

Ji Zailin didn't move. It took a long time to spit out a word slowly.

"Did I really push her too hard..."

At the moment, in the quiet box, the man turned over the information in his hand, and the smile from the corners of his mouth was always elegant and gentle.

"Good."

"That's good? No, this is just the beginning. "

Li Rumei lit a cigarette, took a sip, and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, tell me."

The man put down the document, crossed his hands and put them on his knees, with a noble and elegant posture.

Li Rumei lit a cigarette ash, looked at the man and raised her lips, "what's the pain of her favorite? Only real loss is pain. "

"That makes sense."

The man picked up the wine on the table and held it up to Li Rumei. Li Rumei picked up the wine glass and welcomed it. Looking at the man, she said word by word, "I'll let him realize what real pain is!"

……

A week later.

"Ginger, come on, you're weak. Take this to eat." Qin Meihua handed Yao Jiang the heat preservation bucket in her hand.

Yao Jiang opened the door. As a result, he said, "Mom, you don't have to send it every day."

"You are in poor health and have no time. I send it to you every day. What's the matter?"

Qin Meihua sat on the chair and opened the lid of the heat preservation bucket. "Come on, drink while it's hot."

"OK." Yao Jiang looked at the steaming chicken soup and nodded.

Qin Meihua looked at Yao Jiang's rapidly losing body this week, as if a gust of wind would blow down.

"You have a good rest. I won't bother you in Lin. don't worry."

Yao Jiang heard Qin Meihua's words and stopped with the spoon in his hand.

Yes, she has been discharged from the hospital for a week. She hasn't seen Ji Zailin since she woke up. It's all Qin Meihua and aunt Su taking care of her.

She should and did feel at ease.

But there is always something missing in the bottom of my heart.

She knows what's less, but she must get used to it.

"Yes."

"I heard Jiang Fang say you're going to work tomorrow?" Qin Meihua pinned Yao Jiang's hair on his face behind his ears.

Yao Jiang nodded. "A lot of work has been delayed during this period. We can't put it off any longer."

Qin Meihua frowned, "are you well? Can you eat it like this? "

Yao Jiang put down the spoon, held Qin Meihua's hand and smiled gently, "Mom, it's okay. I won't make fun of my body."

Qin Meihua looked at Yao Jiang's firm look and knew that it was useless to persuade him again. "Well, don't work too hard yourself. Don't eat out at noon. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"Mom, don't use it. I'll do it myself..."

"What's not necessary? I have nothing to do now. I'll bring you dinner!"

"Mom, I..."

"Well, well, the soup is getting cold. Drink it quickly."

Qin Meihua urges Yao Jiang. Yao Jiang purses his lips and says nothing more.

The days passed smoothly. After this illness, Yao Jiang saw a lot and wanted to open a lot.

She just wants to make money now. She doesn't want anything else. That's all.

But some things are not as simple as she wants.

The black Mercedes stopped outside Yao Jiang's company. Ji Zailin sat in the car and watched Yao Jiang come out of the company. His clean face was soft and beautiful with a shallow smile.

Hold the steering wheel tightly and move with Yao Jiang's body with infatuation in his eyes until he stops outside the bus stop.

He sat in the car and looked at Yao Jiang's thin body and white face. He squinted at the quiet appearance in the distance. He was greedy and bit by bit, as if he wanted to be engraved into his bones and didn't move.

When the cell phone rings, Yao Jiang picks up his cell phone and the bus comes.

She got in the car, found a seat and sat down before taking out her mobile phone. It was a strange number.

Yao Jiang frowned, but still pressed the answer button.

"Ginger..."

His face was stunned for a moment, but his fingers holding his mobile phone tightened a little.

On the road, Ji Zailin watched Yao Jiang get on the bus. When he started the car, he wanted to follow up, but his mobile phone rang.

"What's up?" Ji Zailin frowned and impatiently picked up his mobile phone.

"There is something wrong with our project in C City."

"I'll be right over."

"Yes."

Ji Zailin looked at the disappearing bus. His eyes gradually turned cold and cold. He threw his mobile phone aside and started the car to drive to the other side.

The bus stopped, Yao Jiang got off and stood outside the bus stop. A black Bentley appeared in front of him.

The window was down, and the people inside appeared in front of me little by little.

He Jianyu opens the door and comes to Yao Jiang.

"Ginger."

Yao Jiang has not seen he Jianyu for more than half a year. Now looking at he Jianyu, her mood is unusually calm and there is no fluctuation.

"Long time no see." Yao Jiang stretched out his hand and a gentle smile gradually floated on his face.

He Jianyu looked at Yao Jiang's smile, his eyes crossed the silk and was soon covered with affection, "how are you?"

He Jianyu didn't hold Yao Jiang's hand, but hugged her.