Devil's Honey Baby

Uncle Li came in with a smile, "yes, her name is Yao Jiang. Go, girl, go in."

Uncle Li looked at Yao Jiang with a modest smile on his face.

Yao Jiang has heard that Ji Zailin is not easy to get along with before. Now look at his look and get a positive answer.

As Uncle Li walked in, Yao Jiang put his book on the tea table and said, "do you want to learn Chinese or math first?"

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang and narrowed his eyes with a dangerous smell.

But Yao Jiang completely ignored his breath and looked at him calmly.

Ji Zailin's eyes narrowed smaller and smaller, and his whole body also sent out a sense of hostility.

Uncle Li sighed and came to speak. Ji Zailin suddenly stood up and kicked over the tea table. All the ashtrays of books fell to the ground, making a huge noise.

Yao Jiang stiffened, but she quickly reacted. Her lips closed tightly and bent over to pick up the book under the tea table.

Ji Zailin saw a touch of irony in the corners of her mouth, as if he determined that Yao Jiang would disappear in his sight in a few minutes.

However, Yao Jiang didn't. after picking up the book, please take a picture, take the book flat, and calmly look at Ji Zailin again. "Do you want to go to math or Chinese first?"

Ji Zailin's face suddenly turned cold. He turned and kicked the tea table again. Soon, the tea table became a waste.

But he didn't end it. The tables, chairs and benches in the living room became his vent.

But soon the living room was an abandoned factory.

Finally, he finished playing these, panting and turned to look at Yao Jiang.

Yao Jiang held the textbook in his hands, as when he came, and his white skirt was wearing on her like a proud and open jasmine.

White and fresh.

"Can we have class?" Yao Jiang asked again. His voice was flat and his look was calm, except for his eyes.

For the first time, Ji Zailin felt that he had no real sense of punching on cotton. However, he didn't hit women. He could only stare at Yao Jiang with fierce eyes in an attempt to leave Yao Jiang.

However, Yao Jiang stood there quietly. A gust of wind blew, and her white skirt fluttered gently, like flowers on the cliff. No matter what wind or rain, she would not fall down.

Ji Zailin took a deep breath and strode over to stop in front of Yao Jiang.

They were very close to each other, almost close to each other. He waited for Yao Jiang ferociously, with fire in his eyes.

Yao Jiang is shorter than Ji Zailin. They stand like this. She happens to be on Ji Zailin's chest.

But this did not affect her determination. She looked up and looked at him clearly and thoroughly, "can we have class?"

Ji Zailin looked at a girl who was more than a head shorter than himself and younger than him. He saw childishness in the girl's eyes for the first time.

immature? Is he childish?

He pointed to Yao Jiang with a terrible voice. "Are you sure you want to stay here?"

"Yes, until I teach you."

"... OK!" Ji Zailin's mouth aroused a smile, like a demon brewing intrigues.

Yao Jiang stepped back and looked at the living room. There was no good place.

Uncle Li was standing outside and giving her a thumbs up.

Yao Jiang smiled and said, "Uncle Li, where is a quiet place?"

Uncle Li immediately came in, "building..."

"Go upstairs!" Ji Zailin interrupted him before he finished. After Ji Zailin finished, he turned and walked upstairs, staring at Uncle Li, "you are not allowed to go upstairs without my instructions, no matter what sound you hear."