Jiang Qi looked at Ye Jingtang with red eyes. He threatened her not once or twice. Anyway, she had no power to fight back. Anyway, she threw the can and smiled at Ye Jingtang, "Mr. Ye, no matter what, my life is yours."

But whenever she put on this hypocritical and flattering smile to face Ye Jingtang, the man would feel an irritability in his heart that he could not dissipate. He was irritable in her inner vigilance, and even more irritable in her... he resisted himself so much.

Ye Jingtang didn't say anything. After a long time, the ashes fell. He rubbed Jiang Qi's lips hard. Although his voice was light, his words were extremely fierce. "Sometimes I really want your smile to turn into crying."

Jiang Qi shivered for a moment, but did not resist, but looked straight at Ye Jingtang.

Ye Jingtang didn't say anything, sneered, let go of Jiang Qi, and then looked out the window.

Late autumn is approaching, midwinter is coming, the weather is about to be cold, and there are many pedestrians.

Jiang Qi was wondering when this period of imprisonment... will end.

*******

In the second month of Tang Shi's hospitalization, Bo Ye often came back late at night, occasionally wearing a room with wind and rain, and could still meet Tang Shi, who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. The wound on her body had healed, and Tang Wei often comforted her and said that when she was discharged from the hospital, she would tattoo a pair of wings on her back and cover the scar.

Tang Shi once saw a row of English style characters on her waist, but because the fonts were too complicated, she didn't see what the lines were about, and could only suppress her doubts, thinking in her mind that maybe this was the pattern she had when she was not mainstream back then.

That night Bo Ye came back. It was raining heavily outside. There were some traces of wet on his shoulders. Tang Shi was practicing cooking. Later, when he saw Bo Ye coming late at night, he felt a little embarrassed, "Mr. Bo, you always come from the next city..."

Bo Ye looked at Tang Shi's thin back and said in a low voice, "Don't care, you were injured and hospitalized to save me."

Tang Shi was in a daze, then nodded softly, wearing a generous hospital gown and cooking on her own, but the dishes she made were all black except fried eggs.

"..." Bo Ye couldn't help it, "This...the prison rice is better than this, right?"

Tang Shi blushed, "Anyway, I just can't cook. If you know how to do it, you will come!"

As a result, Bo Ye really took the pot, washed all the remaining ingredients and started to put them in the pot and stew them all, but the stewed pot was very fragrant. He put the pot of rice on it and immediately the grade came out. Then he poured the things into a big bowl and said to Tang Shi, "Do you want to try it?"

Tang Shi was a little surprised, "You can cook?"

Bo Ye never let people know what he knows or what skills he has hidden.

Bo Ye nodded and then put the thing in front of Tang Shi, "Do you have a small meal every night?"

Why is it so thin when I take a small stomp?

Tang Shi felt a little embarrassed, "I just got up when I was idle. I took medicine at noon and felt sleepy, so I slept for a while, but I couldn't sleep at night."

"Ye." Bo Ye washed the chopsticks and placed them on Tang Shi's side, and then sat down on the small table. "I'll go and tell Jiang Ling tomorrow that he can remove the medicines that are calm at noon."
Chapter completed!