Devil's Honey Baby

Uncle Li stood in front of her with a friendly smile. "Miss Yao, I'll pick you up to give the young master a lesson."

Yao Jiang pursed his lips and said, "find someone else. I can't teach him."

Mingming regretted going back yesterday, but when she saw Uncle Li, Yao Jiang thought of Ji Zailin yesterday.

Overbearing and unreasonable.

Such a person, she still forget it.

The smile on Uncle Li's face was stiff. "Miss Yao, what happened yesterday was really the young master's fault. I apologize for him."

Then Uncle Li bent down and Yao Jiang hurriedly held him, "it's none of your business."

"Miss Yao, the young master has a bad temper, but his heart is not bad. He took the initiative to have class today." Uncle Li explained carefully.

Yao Jiang doesn't believe it.

After all, the person who rejected class yesterday suddenly said that he would take the initiative to have class today. Yao Jiang doesn't think it credible.

After tightening the book, Yao Jiang said softly, "Uncle Li, I'm sorry. I have something to do. I won't go."

With that, Yao Jiang bent over and turned to walk in front.

In the parked car outside, Ji Zailin saw this scene and his face was instantly cold.

When Yao Jiang passed by the roadside next to the car, he directly opened the door and dragged Yao Jiang into the car.

Yao Jiang didn't have a quick reaction, so he felt a flower in front of her and turned around every day. When she reacted again, the person had fallen into the pull, and Ji Zailin was beside her.

"What are you doing?" Yao Jiang bit his lip and stared at Ji Zailin.

Ji Zailin smiled on his face, very bad and ruffian, "my mother said you must give me a class, or I'll stop my young master's credit card. Otherwise, you think I'll let you come?"

His teeth loosened his clenched lip flap. Yao Jiang pulled the door. "It's your business to keep credit cards. I'm going back now."

She turned to look at Ji Zailin. Ji Zailin had lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely.

"Miss Yao, as my wife said, don't worry. I will supervise what the young master has done wrong." Uncle Li sat in the car and looked at her with a gentle face.

Ji Zailin's face darkened. "No one treats you as a mute if you don't speak!"

Uncle Li smiled and turned his head.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the door. Ji Zailin slammed the door, but Yao Jiang tightened his eyebrows and still followed.

She can't mess with money.

"Learn Chinese first." Yao Jiang sat on the sofa and handed the textbook to Ji Zailin.

Ji Zailin leaned lazily on the sofa, his arms wide open, his eyes looked at the textbook on the tea table, narrowed his eyes, turned his head, "you say, I listen."

Yao Jiang moved his eyes, put his pen on the book and sat up straight. "Now you have to listen to me."

His voice was cold and hurried. His eyes were bright and thorough. Ji Zailin stared at her. His eyes were burning with anger, as if he was going to put her out.

Yao Jiang looked back fearlessly, and the narrow breath opened silently.

For a long time, it seems that after a century, Ji Zailin fiercely kicked a tea table and sat up straight.

Yao Jiang opened the book, ignored his flaming eyes and talked seriously.

At the beginning, Ji Zailin was very upset. For a while, he moved here and there. There were many small and big movements. Yao Jiang finally stopped and turned to look at him. "Did you listen?"

Ji Zailin is holding a mobile phone and slapping it, taking her words as air.

Yao Jiang pursed his lips and raised his hand to smoke Ji Zailin's mobile phone.

Ji Zailin's evil smile solidified. However, before he could speak quickly, Yao Jiang looked at Uncle Li who had been pretending to clean in the living room, "Uncle Li, please put this away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people next to him fiercely stood up, grabbed her wrist and looked at her fiercely.

Yao Jiang looked back unyielding and his voice was more calm. "Don't play mobile phones during class."

She is like a strict and rigid teacher. Whoever this person is, he must listen to himself.

Ji Zailin's green veins suddenly jumped on his forehead, and his dark eyes seemed to stare out, which was no smaller than Yao Jiang.

However, in the face of Yao Jiang's sudden powerful momentum, it seems that he has also become weak.

blamed!

Seeing this, Uncle Li hurried over, "ha ha, young master, have a good class."

Ji Zailin glared at him fiercely, shook off Yao Jiang's hand and strode upstairs.

Uncle Li looked at Yao Jiang, and his sorry smile immediately followed him. Soon there was a crackling sound from above.

Obviously, Ji Zailin is losing his temper.

Yao Jiang turned and took the textbook and reviewed quietly.

When Ji Zailin came down, it was half an hour later. The thin figure in the living room was still sitting there. The afterglow of the sunset came in from the window and fell on Yao Jiang, as if plated with a layer of light, soft and peaceful.

The footsteps stopped, and the angry and flaming eyes showed a little glimmer and gradually enlarged.

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"Yao Jiang, my mother told me to go back to dinner. You can sell the rest of the balloons." The students together handed her the hydrogen ball, and Yao Jiang took it. "OK, go back. I'll give you the cost when I'm sold out."

"OK."

When Zhou Lingling left, Yao Jiang continued to sell hydrogen balloons in the square. Finally, when the sun was going down, she sold out the last hydrogen balloon.

Put the money away and looked at the time. It's almost five o'clock.

Walking towards the stop sign, there was a huge momentum behind him. Yao Jiang fell to the ground uncontrollably.

so painful.

She looked up to see who hit her, but she didn't think it was Ji Zailin.

Flying long hair, black shirt, legged tight jeans, the whole body is full of publicity and crazy momentum.

Didn't you say he was ill today? Why are you out there when you're sick?

Yao Jiang frowned and didn't have time to think more. A very loud cry came from behind, "catch him and don't let him run away!"

Turning around, the men with various colors of hair were chasing this way, one by one, as if they were going to tear Ji Zailin.

Looks like it's provoking someone.

Grasping his head, a dark shadow completely covered his sight. Yao Jiang was not in a hurry to see the person in front of him, so he was pulled forward by Ji Zailin.

"Catch him!"

"Come on! Catch him! "

"Smelly boy, if I don't catch you today, I won't be surnamed Chen!"

There was a lot of shouting and scolding. Yao Jiang had no spare time to think. He had to run and run with Ji Zailin.

Through the long street, through the crowded crowd, through the narrow alley and through the low-level civilian house, the two finally stopped in a quiet underground parking lot. Ji Zailin sat on the ground with his back against the black car. His right leg was bent and his left leg was lazy on the ground. The hard black hair dripped crystal sweat.

Yao Jiang also felt bad. He leaned softly against the door, his forehead was full of sweat, and his breathing was constantly panting, as if he had tuberculosis.

Ji Zailin turned his head and his dark eyes fell on Yao Jiang's gasping face.

Yao Jiang has white skin, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and is clean. Unlike today's rebellious girls, he doesn't have any makeup at all.

He bowed his head and fell on Yao Jiang's undulating chest as she gasped with her mouth open.

Adolescent girls have begun to develop, and Yao Jiang is wearing a white T-shirt today, which can be bought for ten yuan.

Naturally, the fabric is very thin.

After the fierce running just now, the sweat had already wet her clothes. At the moment, it was sticking to her chest, revealing her beautiful curve. At one glance, it deeply attracted Ji Zailin's line of sight.

Yao Jiangnan felt that a burning sight was falling on her. When she opened her eyes, she just saw Ji Zailin looking at her without blinking

When Yao Jiang reacts, she has slapped Ji Zailin in the face, "hooligan!"

Ji Zailin was stunned by the fan for several seconds. When he reacted, where was Yao Jiang.

He touched his face, numb and painful, but he was not angry.

For a while, the corners of his mouth tilted. He stood up, but his whole body suddenly solidified.

The line of sight slowly moves down, and an indescribable place is silently

Ji Zailin had a dream this evening.

He dreamed of Yao Jiang. Yao Jiang was no longer cold during the day, but gentle. They were doing the most primitive things between men and women, again and again.

Then the next morning, the bed was wet.

Yao Jiang came this afternoon. When he came, his face was bad and too pale. Especially after seeing Ji Zailin, his face was covered with a layer of ice.

Ji Zailin sat on the sofa very early and saw Yao yuan's plain figure, with a large amount of light in his dark eyes.

However, Yao Jiang didn't even look at him. He opened the book directly, and regardless of him, he talked to himself.

Ji Zailin's face turned black. He sat down from the sofa next to him and automatically sat next to Yao Jiang. He put his elbow on the tea table and locked Yao Jiang's dark eyes.

Yao Jiang is a young girl after all. How can he bear Ji Zailin's direct look? He has been looking at it all the time. At a close distance, his breath seems to spray on his face.

Bai Jing's face turned a little red. Yao Jiang finally turned his head, but I don't know when she and Ji Zailin were so close that they could stick together as long as they were one centimeter closer.

Yao Jiang was startled and his face turned red.

Ji Zailin smiled and moved forward. Yao Jiang reacted quickly and immediately retreated. Ji Zailin came forward, Yao Jiang retreated to the top of the sofa and finally retreated.

Ji Zailin smiled wildly, with his arms on both sides of Yao Jiang and his body close to her.

Yao Jiang had no choice but to block, "what are you doing? Don't be so close to me! "

The expression, which was always cold, finally showed the girl's original shyness. Ji Zailin's heart jumped unconsciously.

No, at the first sight of her today, his heart beat disorderly.

The body pressed a little towards Yao Jiang and approached her, "be my girlfriend."

Boom!

Yao Jiang opened his eyes in shock and looked at Ji Zailin in disbelief.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang's big mouth, remembered his dream at night, bowed his head and kissed him.

Yao Jiang was stiff and his mind was blank.

Ji Zailin had no kissing skills. At the moment he touched Yao Jiang, he also froze, but soon, there seemed to be an electric current passing through. He hugged Yao Jiang's neck and kissed him heavily.

Yao Jiang is sweeter than she was in her dream.