If you pick up your pants and leave without saying anything, I can still regard all this as the instinctive behavior of a beast.
Isn't it just a bite from a dog? It won't kill anyone.
I'll try to beat you to death next time, you're a male dog in heat!
But now, what should you do with me?
She fell on the window exhausted, and the cold body seemed to have stood up and left. The soft quilt wrapped her sore body, Jiang Zimo closed her eyes, a dizzy feeling came over her, and her eyes were dark...
Timidly, she tried to open her eyes, but her eyes were still dark.
A tear came out of my eyes like this.
Close your eyes and retract your head into the quilt. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Mom, it hurts...".
Bai Yanbing walked to the door of the room. At the last moment when he gently closed the door and left, he heard the whimpering of the little thing curled up on the window.
He raised his two slender eyebrows. Will it hurt? ------This woman seems to be completely different from Feng Meiji's soft and alluring figure on the window...
Damn it! Why did I think of that bitch again?
With swaying black hair like a waterfall, Bai Yanbing ordered the green figure standing aside: "Tell someone to buy her a box of ointment, that... it needs to relieve pain, reduce swelling, and stop bleeding... go quickly!"
Lu Ying looked at his boss in surprise. After a while, he retracted his mouth, nodded and said, "Yes."
Jiang Zimo could be said to have had a deep sleep. From the early morning of that night, he slept soundly until three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day.
It wasn't until her stomach started singing "Empty City" that she kicked off a pillow on the window with some irritation, held her belly in a genuine manner, and comforted herself sleepily: "Stop screaming, you won't be hungry when you fall asleep."
…”.
Then, go back to sleep.
You feel less hungry when you fall asleep?~~~~(>_)~~~~
Is this the Shenma principle? Is it photosynthesis?
Bai Yanbing frowned and looked at the little face half exposed outside the quilt. He thought seriously for a while, and finally reached out and lifted the corners of the quilt that she was holding tightly.
"Get up, if you go back to sleep you will starve to death by the window."
Hearing his voice, Jiang Zimo immediately sat up in horror. Bai Yanbing originally thought that she might continue to cry, or sob, and demand that she take responsibility, which are the usual methods used by women, but he
He never expected that Jiang Zimo would throw a pillow at him as soon as he woke up.
Then there was a sharp curse: "Bai Yanbing, you are fucking sick!"
The roar was so loud that it echoed even outside the corridor three rooms away.
Lu Ying also heard this sentence, and he felt a chill in his heart. He thought silently: Could it be that the boss is really sick? Is the result of this woman's diagnosis accurate?...
Bai Yanbing gently avoided the whirring pillow, and three black lines suddenly appeared on his face. This woman... said he was a quick shooter the first time, and said he was sick the second time. What was going on?
What to do?
However, he was already aware of this woman's venomous tongue. After thinking about it, he immediately retorted: "I'm sick, but you have medicine!"
Jiang Zimo glared angrily: "...".
Bai Yanbing raised his eyebrows and secretly made a crisp finger snap in his heart.
Unexpectedly, this woman would immediately throw a bomb at him: "I have no explosives, just wait and die! I wish you an early death and an early ascension to heaven! I won't tell you anymore, where are your clothes? Ask your driver to send them to me."