Devil's Honey Baby

Ji Zailin heard her serious words. His dark sword eyebrows picked up. He quickly crossed a fierce cold in his eyes and continued to speak: "the contract and materials are good. Don't let me remind you again in the future. This is the last time."

Then he glanced at her lightly, took back his sight, put the liquid in the cup close to the ruddy lip and took a sip.

"I see."

This harsh voice, like in a meeting, reminded her of what he said today. She sighed and thought that she was not smooth enough after all.

This is not a smooth question, but the moment she met Ji Zailin.

He weaves the net, digs the hole, and waits for her to step in and jump in.

Finally, become his prey.

After thinking about it, Yao Jiang turned his heart. Yao Jiang no longer brought his complicated mind to it. He sat under Ji Zailin's wings in good order, neither talking nor moving.

Ji Zailin sipped the wine in the cup. His eyes didn't look at her, but her shadow was always in the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the box was elegant but also unusually quiet.

When Lin Zongyuan came back, he obviously found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. He scanned the two people with his eyes. Then he came in and sat on the sofa.

As soon as Lin Zongyuan sat on the sofa, a waiter came in, pushing a dining car with rich food on it.

Put the dishes on the table one by one, show the standard eight teeth, smile and say "slow down", and push the dining car away.

Lin Zongyuan leaned into the back of the chair, put his right foot on his left foot, put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and put the other hand on the knee tapped by his index finger. After a few turns on Ji Zailin and Yao Jiang, he finally stopped on Yao Jiang's not very prominent face.

With a gentle and genial smile on his face, he just looked at it with deep interest and said, "this,"

Before he finished, he just said two words, and a cold light came. He stopped his words, turned his eyes and looked at Ji Zailin, and saw his sharp eyes.

The smile on his face was stiff, but it quickly dispersed, but his eyes floated an interested smile that was not afraid of death. He continued to look at Yao Jiang, ignoring the cold light in Ji Zailin's eyes and said, "what do you call this beautiful lady?"

Lin Zongyuan's good looks, coupled with his long-standing easygoing nature, and his flirting with the woman just now, Yao Jiang is a real childe brother and the second ancestor in his heart.

She doesn't like such people.

However, she is now Ji Zailin's secretary. She doesn't like it and won't show it. Her face is decent and polite. She looks at Lin Zongyuan with clear and clean eyes and says, "my name is Yao Jiang, general Ji's secretary."

Lin Zongyuan has been in contact with women for many years. It can be said that he has never seen Yao Jiang's clean eyes without any impurities. They are like a transparent mirror, which can illuminate people's hearts.

Heart, suddenly a meal, the smile on his face froze, just looked at Yao Jiang, didn't move or speak.

Experienced too many turbid things. When you see this clean and transparent thing, it brings not only shock, but also want to touch and get.

This is an instinct, a subconscious instinct.

With a bang, the wine glass made a crisp sound on the table, which was very loud in the quiet box.