Devil's Honey Baby

Lips close tightly, almost into a rigid straight line.

She looked at the bright and dark lights shed by the light in the curtain. The bottomless abyss inside was like a sudden firefly, emitting a full light, subconsciously attracting people to approach.

With her fingernails deep in her palm, she turned to look at the curtain.

There is a dog blood story on the screen. The hostess stands alone in a majestic heavy rain. The rain has wet her clothes and hair. Her long black hair hangs vertically on her head and face.

Embarrassed.

And even in distress, the pain emanating from the whole body can still be clearly felt.

The woman in the screen looked at the man who walked farther and farther with a black umbrella in front and shouted, "why, why, why you fell in love with her. We clearly love each other, why!"

Her pain came into her consciousness from the screen, with a sharp pain in her heart.

The picture that often lingered in her memory when she was 18 gradually floated up.

The figure of men and women intertwined, the mutual help of hugging and kissing, and the sticky and ambiguous breath attacked her like a violent wave.

Those clear eyes gradually floated up layers of pain.

Yao Jiang's eyes are really beautiful, dark and big. The most important thing is that they are very clean. They are clean, secular and uncontaminated. They can wash the dirt.

Now the clean eyes, like a mirror, are covered with a layer of gauze and no longer clear inside.

She thought, isn't the plot dog blood also affecting people's hearts?

The corners of her mouth gradually aroused a touch of ironic smile, bending her straight lips, beautiful but cold.

She was distracted and didn't realize that Ji Zailin was looking at her.

It was full of fireflies. With the pain in her eyes, it was replaced by endless darkness. What overflowed inside was the cold of Millennium ice.

There was a sharp pain in his chin. He turned his face, looked at him straight and bumped into his black boundless eyes.

The heart contracts violently subconsciously.

"How dare you think of other men in my arms?" The evil spirit's voice slowly overflowed, and also with a faint smile.

However, the cold is biting.

To tell the truth, she was reluctant to talk about that person, which was her deepest injury.

And tonight she raised herself well, and the injury was torn away by Ji Zailin's blood. She was very painful.

"I'm thinking about the plot." I don't know when she can turn so smoothly and tell lies.

If you really answer that old saying, honest people don't panic, they can't see a clue when they lie.

At the moment, she is.

However, the person in front of her is not others, but Ji Zailin, a strong, domineering and reckless man who knows her like the back of his hand.

"Oh! I don't know when you learned to tell lies. It's true. Yao Jiang, you think I'm a fool. "

He said his sarcastic words faintly, and looked at her like he was going to eat her.

"I didn't think you were a fool. I thought you preferred lies." She is a sincere person. Since he has exposed it, admit it.

She was getting used to his uncertain anger.

"Well, what a truth. I'll tell you today that you can only think of me from now on!"

He said the impossible words overbearing. His left hand tightly grasped the position of her left chest and tightened it a little, just as he wanted to give complete control of her heart. He was absolutely addicted to cold.

She just frowned and said calmly, "I'll try my best."

It's impossible to just think of him, but she must say so.

She is very tired now and doesn't want to quarrel with him.

I really don't want to.

The hand holding her chin tightened, and deeper pain came into her mind, but she only frowned and said nothing.

Looking at her stubbornness, the cold thin lips printed her violently, brazenly pried open her clenched teeth, clasped the back of her head, and raging madly.

Want to tear her up!

The pain from her mouth made her take a cold breath, followed by the smell of fishy and salty.

He bit his lip and bled.

If her lips were not blocked now, she would scold him as crazy.

But she had no room to resist, not only because of his injury, but also his reckless arrogance.

His anger did not relax from her lips. The strong palm hit her body, and the hot palm gave her an inspiration.

Although she felt that Ji Zailin would not really do anything to herself when she was injured, she was still a little flustered because he was crazy and desperate.

He reached out and patted him, but he pressed him directly onto the seat. His hands were so horizontal on both sides that he couldn't exert any strength.

His senses were sensitive to his burning attack, and his subconscious trembled.

Yao Jiang was really going crazy, struggling for a long time without fruit, but he had already touched his body, and the wound on her shoulder came a faint pain because of her hard struggle.

I guess the wound is open again.

With the aggravation of the wound pain, her consciousness began to be confused. Finally, at the moment Ji Zailin lifted her clothes, she realized that she was wrong.

When I stopped and looked at her, I only saw her slowly closed eyes.

As soon as her face changed, she wrapped up the coat she had left beside her, stopped at her waist, picked her up and strode out.

Yao Jiang's wound was inflamed, accompanied by a high fever.

She has been in a coma, but she doesn't sleep deeply. She can vaguely hear the voices around her.

There are Ji Zailin, his mother, Su Fen and doctor Qin Junsheng. They are noisy.

She had never felt so tired and had been sleeping like this. Occasionally she opened her eyes and saw Ji Zailin's obviously haggard face covered with clean slag.

And the surprise when she opened her eyes.

Occasionally she opened her eyes and saw Ji Zailin's mother, who had been sighing and scolding Ji Zailin.

But the most is Ji Zailin, who holds her when he wakes up.

In this way, her consciousness floated and sank until a week later.

Yao Jiang was pushed by Ji Zailin to the sun outside the hospital. After that night, he no longer sneered at her or treated her arrogantly, but there was still a lot of strength.

It's just that he's a lot more restrained than before.

Yao Jiang is that she can accept everything as long as he doesn't invade her.

Today, the sun is particularly good. It shines warm on her head, and the golden halo sprinkles on her body. It's like a newborn baby held in her mother's arms. She is very greedy.

Ji Zailin sat on a long iron chair with a portable on his lap and a stack of data beside him.

Huifan came just now. This stack of data was just taken by Huifan.