Devil's Honey Baby

As a result, when Ji Shao asked him to find a nurse and give the information to Yao Jiang, he knew what had happened.

But unexpectedly, Yao Jiang was so different in Ji Shao's heart.

What's more strange to him is that Ji Shao's practice is completely care to him, but this care is a little different from care.

If you really care, why let Yao Jiang work with illness? But if you don't care, why let him buy clothes, find a nurse, or even crack down on Lu?

Although shopping malls are like battlefields, Lu and Huayu always go into the water without violating the river, it is always bad to suppress them openly.

As a person around Ji Shao for nearly five years, he doesn't say he knows Ji Shao completely, but he can guess some thoughts, but this time, he doesn't understand and is confused.

Just like now, he clearly felt that Ji Shao wanted to go to the hospital to see Yao Jiang, but he would rather sit in the car and look at the yellow floor than walk to the ward for five minutes.

And there is another point. He has a bad temper. He has been black faced all afternoon. Those subordinates have been trembling for hours.

Ji Shao, what's going on?

Sun Qi went into the car, opened the door of the driver's seat and sat in. He was preparing to start the car. The extremely cold words came into his ears, "how about it?"

He paused, his eyes quickly flashed an inexplicable look, turned to the person who always looked at the inpatient building, and wanted to speak.

Just as he was about to answer, Ji Zailin suddenly turned around, his face suddenly gloomy and scary, and said, "drive!"

"Yes!" Sun Qi immediately straightened up, started the car and drove away from the hospital.

But he sighed in his heart. Ji Shao's mood today can be described as a day in June and a flying frost in December.

The torture of their men is unbearable

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A week later.

At noon, the sun is just right.

Yao Jiang walked out of the hospital and stood on the road. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. A relieved smile floated on his simple white face.

I don't know why she always disliked the hospital, but now she finally came out. It's good and relieved.

The sunshine in winter is not as hot as in summer. It is very warm, just like my mother's hand.

Although she has no mother, such sunshine makes her greedy.

The clean and pleasant smile on his face is like a flower stained with dew, which is beautiful and moving,

A man was sitting in the red Ferrari across the road, watching her smile. The Black Sunglasses reflected a sharp light with the halo of the sun.

The pleasant mobile phone ring rang. Yao Jiang opened his eyes and took out the mobile phone. When he saw the number displayed on the mobile phone screen, he was very happy. He pressed the answer button and said, "finally,"

Before he finished, he was stopped by the sudden roar of the phone and took away his mobile phone immediately,.

But the roar of the phone still clearly came into my ears, "ginger! Where have you been? Quit and don't tell me! You want to rebel, don't you? You don't think of me as a friend, do you? I tell you... "

Yao Jiang frowned and looked at the phone. His little face was helpless.

Waiting for the phone to be quiet, she put her cell phone to her ear and said helplessly, "something happened a few days ago. I'll tell you when you come back."

"I'm back! Just outside your neighborhood! " The roar came in again from her ear. It shocked her eardrum and hurried to take away her mobile phone again.

She covered her ears and looked ahead. That's what she saw. She saw a red Ferrari parked by the road, about ten steps away.

Silver grey temperament, white elegance, black low-key, yellow publicity, red passion.

The window slowly lowered, but it was hard to hide the person with sunglasses inside. The perfect contour carved by magic was printed into his eyes. Although he wore sunglasses, Yao Jiang recognized him at a glance.

High and smooth, excellent nose, crimson lips with a cold radian, and the perfect side face radian like a knife, such a man whose whole body exudes a breath that makes women scream.

Who else but Ji Zailin?

However, now the perfect outline exudes a cold breath, the look on his face stops, and even the gentle smile dissipates unconsciously.

She didn't expect that Ji Zailin would sit in the car representing passion. In her subconscious mind, she thought he was publicity and arrogant, just like his yellow Porsche.

Publicity with unparalleled pride, beautiful and charming.

Of course, red is not unsuitable for him. On the contrary, it is more wild and sexy against his background, which makes women really want to spend a good night together.

It's just that she's not among these women.

Take back your sight, take your cell phone to your ear and say to the person on the phone, "yunyun, I'm at work now. I'll talk to you after work."

Then he hung up the phone and walked towards the red Ferrari.

She remembered that there was a party to attend tonight. She got the news yesterday about the birthday of Lu Xin, Prince Lu.

And when she got the news, she knew that Lu Shao was Lu Xin who dared to bully herself that day.

She thought Ji Zailin wouldn't agree after what happened that day. After all, he was very angry that day.

But I didn't expect that he agreed, and she was the girl's companion when he went to the party.

It was impossible to say that she was not surprised, but soon she took it for granted.

After all, who is clear about business?

She was just a little surprised at Ji Zailin's decision to let her go to the party. Generally, the female partners of the party are from the public relations department. They will do better than her.

He opened the door and sat in the co pilot's seat. A chill came to his face.

My heart moved and I wondered who provoked Ji Zailin.

Frown slightly, fasten your seat belt, look at the time, it's almost four o'clock.

Yao Jiang is a man of few words, and Ji Zailin doesn't talk much. Naturally, the breath in the car is very quiet, quiet and strange.

But both of them seemed unaware, so they stopped outside a luxury store without a word.

Yao Jiang looked inside, clothes, bags, shoes, everything.

And it's expensive.

High grade things are made of exquisite fabrics and complicated processes. Coupled with high-grade lights and the setting off of luxury counters, we know their value without looking at the price.

Seeing this, she hardly had to think about what Ji Zailin wanted.

She can't wear this for the party.