Devil's Honey Baby

Yao Jiang is a gentle person. If she refuses again, it's really bad. "Thank you, madam."

"It's okay."

It was getting dark. Yao Jiang made his sample clothes, read the letter, washed and went to sleep.

Since she was getting better, she slept better and wouldn't lose sleep all night.

Moreover, as long as she doesn't think about Ji Zailin, she will sleep well.

But tonight she lost sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, Ji Zailin's face floated in her mind.

And the scene under the pear flower is also clear during the day.

She almost regarded Chu Fanfan as Ji Zailin at that time. It's very strange.

Chu Feifan is not like Ji Zailin. I don't know why she had such an illusion at that moment.

The more Yao Jiang thought about it, the clearer his thoughts became, and all kinds of things about her and Ji Zailin also floated up.

Some things don't think of all aspects when experiencing, but when you calm down and think about it carefully after time, these things will become different.

Just like people's age, for the same thing, your practice at the age of 16 is different from that at the age of 26. But when you recall your practice at the age of 16 at the age of 26, you are more melancholy than helpless to change the facts.

A melancholy that sharpens the edges and corners after the passage of time.

At the moment, in the long night, Yao Jiang recalled the pain, laughter and tears when he was with Ji Zailin. Everything seemed to fade with time.

But it hasn't changed at all.

She loves his heart.

Even after he had done so angry and desperate things to her, she still couldn't stop herself from loving him.

With his hand on his heart, Yao Jiang felt the heartbeat there, and his heart gave birth to a yearning.

She missed him, very much.

In the quiet bedroom, Yao Jiang sighed that she was going to lose sleep tonight.

She moved. She wanted to get up and take a look at the book.

"Dada dada" very light footsteps fell into my ears, from far to near, until I stopped outside the door.

Yao Jiang froze. All the voices in the dark became clear. She heard the click of the door being opened.

The sound is very small, but it is enough for the awake.

Footsteps came closer and closer until they stopped by the bed. The smell in the bedroom seemed to be different.

The hand under the quilt tightened a little, and the heartbeat was unusually fast, like jumping out of the throat.

Yao Jiang knows who this person is. She just needs to listen to the footsteps.

Ji Zailin.

It's him. He's here.

The sinking of the bed, with a slight cool breath, is Ji Zailin's unique strength.

Yao Jiang abandons his concentration. Her powerful heartbeat is in her ear. She thinks Ji Zailin will make some moves.

But Ji Zailin didn't do anything. She just looked at her. If the atmosphere around her wasn't different, she would think Ji Zailin had gone.

Yao Jiang was very nervous. It would be nice if she was asleep, but she didn't sleep. She became more and more nervous under Ji Zailin's gaze.

Ji Zailin looked at the people on the bed. The darkness spread. Except for the faint light falling out of the window, he couldn't see Yao Jiang's face clearly.

But it doesn't matter. He just looks at her like this.

Aunt Su said that she was in good health and looked better and better. He was very happy.

But looking at the monitor on the screen every day, he still couldn't help missing her, so he came in the evening.

He will go to country j on business early tomorrow morning. It will take several days. He wants to see Yao Jiang before he leaves.

But when he really looked at it, Ji Zailin was a little dissatisfied.

He wants to kiss her.

The surrounding breath seemed to be quieter and quieter. He could clearly hear Yao Jiang's thin breathing.

Such breathing reminded him of Yao Jiang's rapid or soft voice in his arms a month ago.

There was a familiar dry heat in his body, and two voices appeared in his mind.

A voice said, "she is asleep now. He only kisses her and won't wake her up."

Another voice said, "no, Yao Jiang is very alert. What if you kiss her and wake her up?"

"No, I've come to see her before. She hasn't woken up."

"That's because you didn't kiss her."

"No, I want to kiss her."

"Can't kiss!"

"Kiss!"

"No kissing!"

The two voices quarreled. Ji Zailin clenched his fist and made a slight cluck. Finally, his rational balance tilted, his body bent slightly, and his lips slowly printed on it.

This person is always dissatisfied. When you want something, and this thing is out of reach, one day you can touch it suddenly.

You touched it, but you touched it and wanted more, more

Like Ji Zailin now.

He kept telling himself that he was just kissing, but after meeting Yao Jiang's lips, he was like dry firewood meeting a fire. He couldn't help burning, his lips pressed deeply and stirred wantonly in Yao Jiang's mouth.

Yao Jiang didn't expect Ji Zailin to kiss her. She was stunned, and the heat from her lips revived her and hurried to push Ji Zailin.

Ji Zailin subconsciously grabbed Yao Jiang's hand and raised it to his head, but he paused and stopped when he wanted to exert his strength.

He has adapted to the darkness, so he clearly sees Yao Jiang's open eyes.

Their lips were still close to each other. Yao Jiang first reacted, turned his head and broke away from Ji Zailin's lips.

The breath was disordered. Yao Jiang gasped, smoothed his breathing and twisted his wrist.

Ji Zailin didn't move and still looked at Yao Jiang.

"Let go!"

Yao Jiang's voice was cold. The fire in Ji Zailin's body seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water and extinguished in an instant.

When reason came back, he knew clearly that he had made a mistake.

Yao Jiang loosened his hand, sat stunned at the edge of the bed, looked at Yao Jiang's back to his body, with the meaning of refusing indifference.

His heart ached.

Yao Jiang waits for Ji Zailin to leave. Although she loves him, she can't make the same mistake again.

But after waiting for a long time, Ji Zailin didn't leave. They were both in a more and more sober consciousness. Yao Jiang couldn't stand such an atmosphere.

She opened the quilt and got up. She went to the guest room to sleep.

Ji Zailin can't sleep well here, and now she doesn't want to be disturbed. She just wants to spend the year completely.

But she was a little flustered. She walked too fast. Her toes kicked at the edge of the bed and made a thump. Yao Jiang bent over to cover her feet.

But before she could hold her hand, Ji Zailin picked her up and put her on the bed, and the dark bedroom lit up the moment before.

Yao Jiang couldn't react to the sudden light, and his subordinates consciously blocked his eyes.

Ji Zailin took her foot directly and put it on his knee. He looked at it carefully.

Yao Jiang realized what Ji Zailin was doing and hurriedly pulled his feet. Ji Zailin held her feet, "don't move, I'll see if it's hurt."

Yao Jiang was very painful when he just kicked, but it was only for a while. Now it doesn't hurt, but it's hot after the pain.

After his feet were held by Ji Zailin's warm palm, the heat spread and heated up. Yao Jiang wanted to stay away from Ji Zailin.

"No!"

Yao Jiang pulled back hard, but Ji Zailin didn't let go. Junmei's face sank and looked at her feet. "I'll have a look."

Ji Zailin had been hanging his head before. Yao Jiang didn't see the look in his eyes at all. Now, Ji Zailin looked at her. Yao Jiang clearly saw the heat, compromise, helplessness and pain inside.

In the past, Ji Zailin was proud and arrogant. How can he be "humble" now.

She paused, and the bottom of her heart was filled with shallow pain.

Ji Zailin saw that Yao Jiang was no longer struggling. His eyes crossed with joy and hurried to look at her feet.

He doesn't have any requirements now. As long as Yao Jiang is obedient, he can do anything.

Yao Jiang looked at Ji Zailin's curved mouth like a child with candy. He liked it happily.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang's feet and fixed his eyes on Yao Jiang's thumb. There was a break in front of his fingernail. Now he was bleeding.

His face was cold. Ji Zailin carefully put Yao Jiang's feet on the bed. When he got up, he warned Yao Jiang in a cold voice, "don't move."

He was so angry when he walked so carelessly.

Ji Zailin turned and went directly to the locker and took the medicine box inside.

Yao Jiang looked at Ji Zailin's action and frowned slightly.

He seems to be familiar with it. She never found the medicine box, but Ji Zailin took it directly.

Thinking of this, she felt strange and familiar at the bottom of her heart, which flustered her.

The body moved. Yao Jiang wanted to get rid of this feeling, but Ji Zailin grabbed her feet and said in a very unhappy voice, "sit down!"

Yao Jiang's lips moved and didn't say anything after all.

Ji Zailin put Yao Jiang's feet on his legs and took the medicine box to carefully bandage her wound.

In fact, this little injury is nothing. Yao Jiang doesn't care at all, but Ji Zailin's careful action seems to be facing something big, which makes her feel that she is a broken baby and needs careful care.

The feeling at the bottom of his heart magnified. Yao Jiang pursed his lips and hurriedly turned his head to look out of the window.

The sky outside is getting darker and darker. I don't know what time it is now. There is a faint wave sound in my ears. Yao Jiang's disordered and complex heart is gradually calm.

Ji Zailin treated Yao Jiang's wound, put the medicine box in the locker and came over.

Yao Jiang was in a daze and didn't notice that the wound on her foot had been repaired. She didn't react until Ji Zailin covered her leg with a quilt.

Yao Jiang turns around and Ji Zailin bends over and is raising the quilt for her, so she pulls in the distance from Ji Zailin.

Ji Zailin didn't expect Yao Jiang to suddenly turn his head. He looked at the face close at hand, especially his clear eyes. Something at the bottom of his heart exploded. He took Yao Jiang and kissed him.

"Well..."

Yao Jiang was stunned. She reacted and struggled quickly, but Ji Zailin's hand was like an iron arm. She couldn't earn it. She was breathless and fell in his arms when Ji Zailin kissed her.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang in his arms. His eyes fell on her red and swollen lips. Suddenly, he gave her a kiss, let her go, turned and strode away.

He was afraid, afraid that if it went on like this, he would lose control and ask for her.

The sound of rapid footsteps disappeared, and the bedroom corridor became silent. Yao Jiang looked at the closed door and couldn't recover for a long time.