Devil's Honey Baby

The eyes looked quickly, suddenly and snapped closed.

Squinting at the mountains in the distance, he put the smoke in his mouth and spit out a big white smoke circle, but he still couldn't blur the cold and vicious Millennium ice on his face.

"I don't have to teach you how to do it."

"Yes, I understand!" Sun Qi's face was cold. He took the document and turned to leave.

"People around her," Ji Zailin's voice came from behind. He suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ji Zailin, but he only saw his straight and smooth body lines and could not see his look at the moment.

He waited for Ji Zailin's answer.

But it was like thinking about something. Ji Zailin didn't speak. After a while, he said, "forget it, you go."

"Yes." His eyes moved, crossed a trace of doubt, turned and left.

His slender body was slightly bent, his hands were lazy on the railing, his eyes were always slightly narrowed and looked at the distance, his mouth kept spitting out white smoke, which seemed to blur his sight, and a picture gradually floated in his eyes.

In the dark night, he couldn't see her face clearly. He only saw the sudden light in her eyes and said the oath word by word.

I won't die.

I won't die, I won't die

This sentence was repeated in his mind. In his mind, it was like a long flowing river, which penetrated into his heart little by little, making the cold heart gradually warm.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes and smiled, like laughing at himself, and like real pleasure.

Extremely contradictory.

He opened his eyes, took the remaining quarter of the smoke into his mouth, straightened up, turned his head and looked aside. He saw Qin Meihua standing five steps away with his chest in his hands, with a serious face.

His eyes were still half narrowed, and he even took a smoke and flicked the cigarette butt.

In an instant, the light of the fire goes out, the hand moves, and the cigarette butts fall into the dustbin with a perfect parabola, which is accurate.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked over leisurely.

Looking at Ji Zailin's evil look, Qin Meihua is proud. Her son is not only good, but also excellent and absolutely excellent.

It's just that there's one bad thing, that's his temper.

Thinking of this, the newly raised sense of superiority dispersed. Looking at the lazy man who directly ignored her and walked towards the ward, he said, "in Lin, mom, talk to you."

"Nothing to talk about." Without stopping, he continued to move forward.

Qin Meihua looked at Ji Zailin's unable figure. She was angry and helpless.

The child never listens to her after she can run. Fortunately, she is his mother. If she is not his mother, he probably won't even answer a word.

"I like ginger. I want this daughter-in-law. Don't bully her."

Hearing her words, the figure walking in front stopped. The slender figure like a model turned slightly. The cool thin lips recalled the familiar evil spirit and said, "I don't bully her. How can you have grandchildren?"

Then, ignoring Qin Meihua's stunned, he turned and walked towards the ward.

Qin Meihua was stunned for a while. Until Ji Zailin was about to enter the ward, she shouted, "you have to keep your word. Next year at the latest!"

The man holding the door handle in front stopped slightly, didn't answer her, directly opened the door and went in.

But Qin Meihua was not angry at this neglect, and her face was full of anticipation and excitement.

Although Lin has a bad temper, one thing is good, that is, he keeps his word.

He either doesn't say it or he will do it.

Ha ha, her grandson has landed!

As the saying goes, the plan can't keep up with the change. There are thousands of things in the world. Some things are doomed and some things are brought in the life. It's not so easy.

……

In the ward, Yao Jiangzheng called sun Xiu, the president of the orphanage, and asked about the recent situation in the orphanage.

And Xiao Yi's illness. Sun Xiu told her not to worry.

Finally, when she was about to hang up, sun Xiu said something quickly. She tightened her eyebrows.

"Click wipe", the door of the ward opened, and a slender figure came into view.

When she saw him, she was still the face full of slag that had not been modified. She took back her sight, loosened her screwed eyebrows, quickly turned the topic, and hung up the phone.

I put my cell phone aside and talked for a while. I felt more comfortable.

Gently lay on the bed, picked up the quilt and covered it, turned sideways to the window and closed his eyes.

For her, really, she doesn't want to see Ji Zailin at all.

Ji Zailin came in, looked at the body with his back to him, suddenly sat on the edge of the bed, picked up her body, and carefully noticed her injury.

There was a strong smell of smoke at the tip of her nose, and she frowned subconsciously.

Yao Jiang opened his eyes and looked at the arrogant man and wanted to struggle, but when he thought of what he said, "if you want to refuse, you should welcome", he immediately stopped thinking and closed his eyes.

If he wants to hug, she should sleep in another place.

The strange silence was interrupted by a knock on the door. The eyelashes moved a few times and didn't open.

"Young master, I brought the chicken soup." Sufen's voice came from outside the door.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang's thin face in just a few days. It was still abnormal white. He held her tightly and put her on the bed.

"Come in."

Su Fen came in and saw Ji Zailin standing up from the bed while Yao Jiang was lying quietly on the bed.

"Young master, I've done more, and you can eat some. You've been looking after Miss Yao these two days, and you've been haggard a lot."

These two days, the young master is still in the hospital even if he handles his work. He won't go out unless it's urgent.

For so many years, she has never seen the young master so distressed.

Sophie poured the soup from the thermos into a bowl.

Then he looked at Yao Jiang with his eyes closed on the bed and asked softly, "is Miss Yao asleep?"

"You go back." Ji Zailin didn't answer Su Fen's question, but picked up Yao Jiang in bed.

Su Fen saw Ji Zailin's actions and seemed to be familiar with them thousands of times. She smiled knowingly on her face, "OK."

The door closed again. Ji Zailin had held Yao Jiang in his arms, took the chicken soup, looked at the man who still pretended to sleep in his arms, "open your eyes."

The eyelashes moved a few times, and Yao Jiang opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he touched a warm spoon on his lips.

"Open your mouth."

It is almost imperative, with a cold and hard, but also with an imperceptible discomfort.

She looked at the chicken soup in the spoon in front of her, frowned and said, "myself, well,"

However, before he finished, the chicken soup in the spoon was rudely poured into his mouth. Yao Jiang didn't notice it. The soup flowed down her throat. She had no time to swallow, so she coughed violently.