Chapter 660

"Rest."

He snapped his fingers and smiled softly in his eyes: "if you reach a consensus, you shouldn't be embarrassed. What do you want to eat?"

"Instant noodles." it's fast, convenient and cheap.

He smiled gently and said nothing. He reached out to pick the drops. The drops were too fast and made me hurt for a moment.

He put his slender finger on the governor and asked lightly, "do you want instant noodles?"

Sigh: "at will, there's so much money. You can do it."

He made a phone call, and soon someone sent food: "Ji Xiaoshao, porridge and rice have been sent together." the person who sent the food, dressed up as an yuppie, looked a bit handsome, and his eyes were smart. He looked at me with a smile and looked at me secretly.

"Go back and do your business." he looked serious.

"What Ji Shao said is." the man smiled and closed the door.

When the man went out, he opened the lid and said, "try this porridge. The doctor said it's better for you to eat some liquid food now."

I sat up, took the porridge he brought, the smell, tasted it carefully, and imported sweet glutinous: "jujube chicken porridge in zhenweizhai."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled at me, but didn't ask anything.

But I know he's curious about me again.

"It's not that I can't afford it. I have a petty bourgeoisie occasionally."

"Eat."

"Don't you have to work? Anyway, I'm in the hospital and can't go anywhere. Anyway, you can find me wherever I go."

I'm not used to being accompanied by a stranger, and I'm not used to his exploratory eyes.

His cell phone is ringing. He looks at it, frowns deeper, and looks at the bottle: "take a break, but remember, if you annoy me, Ji Xiaobei, you can't clean up the consequences."

The children of the aristocratic family are as domineering as Zheng Dongzi. I closed my eyes and found a comfortable place to lie down and rest. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the lily at the head of the bed, spitting a pleasant fragrance of flowers. The white petals are really not suitable for me. How can my life be so pure.

"Wake up." Ji Xiaobei's low voice sounded.

"Ji Xiaobei, when I'm well, I'll go to bed with you." I hate being caught in the palm of my hand.

He went to the bedside, his tall body blocked the soft light, so that I was trapped in the dark. He leaned down slightly to adjust the speed of drops. I grabbed the governor with one hand: "Ji Xiaobei, isn't that what you want? I owe you money. I can only afford it now."

"Do you often do this?" he said coldly, lifting my chin with one hand.

"It's none of your business. All I have is this. I can't afford your money. Ji Xiaoshao, you don't seem to lack women. You should also be an accomplished person. A man is so obsessed with a strange woman. One is money and the other is color. Don't tell me that you fall in love with me at first sight. I'll laugh impolitely."

He rubbed my chin with his fingers. The feeling of numbness and crispness made me want to clap his hand, but he said, "third, I'm interested. You missed it."

"In this way, before you see through Ji Xiaobei, my mo Qianxun is your plaything. Until you are tired and you feel boring, we are only two clear."

He smiled faintly and put down my chin: "I Ji Xiaobei wouldn't treat women as playthings. Chihiro, why do you put yourself so low in everything? However, every woman is an angel."

I laughed sarcastically and said with great disdain, "angel, a man with wings is a bird man."

In fact, he is not so annoying. At least it won't make me feel extreme. If he doesn't force me or express any wishes now, I'll let it go.

Interest is the most ridiculous thing in the world. What is interest? It's a rich man's thing. My interest is to be a three-year-old child carefree, but it's all nonsense.

After living for three days, I can't live at all. If I lie in the hospital bed again, I will go crazy.

I didn't say a word. He didn't eat anything he asked people to send. I stared at him when he was there. I knew I stared at people and complained seriously. It was really like a complaining woman.

Ji Xiaobei doesn't pay attention to me. He still looks at his data calmly, or he goes out to work and let people look at me. If he doesn't eat, he can hang two more bottles of nutritional water, which makes me feel very distressed, but he is very helpless. If I pull out the needle, the nurse will not be tired of pricking me all the time. Who is the pain? It's always me.

After living for a full week, the resentment was thick and thick. On the seventh day, without hesitation, he pulled off the needle in front of him and stood up. He was there, but he didn't avoid him. He took off his sick clothes in front of him, put on my clothes, shook his hair and didn't go back.

If only I had high heels now, I always feel angry. It's very comfortable to walk in high heels, clucking.

But Ji Xiaobei asked someone to buy me... Cloth shoes.

The authentic hand embroidered cloth shoes in old Beijing can't reflect the so-called momentum under these cloth shoes.

He was not in a hurry. He kept up while talking on the phone.

It rained outside, and the air suddenly became cold. In this cold and warm season, it was always warm and cold again and again.

Without hesitation, I stepped on the ponding. When I saw that the cloth shoes were dirty, I was particularly happy. I also demonstrated and looked at Ji Xiaobei who followed.

He just smiled, hung up the phone, pulled my hand and went to his car.

"Ji Xiaobei, I'm in good health now. Let's talk!" don't control my life like this. What do you want to say directly.

Ji Xiaobei didn't speak. He opened the door and stuffed me in: "drive."

The driver in front started slowly. He leaned over. The refreshing taste filled my nose, but it was not ambiguous.

Take out the box on the inner side, another pair of temporarily new cloth shoes, throw them under the shoes: "put them on."

I looked out the window and pretended not to hear it.

He held my long hair in his hand and smiled lazily: "Qianxun baby, do you want me to change it for you personally?"

I glared at him fiercely, threw away the dirty cloth shoes, put on the new one, stepped on the heels and shook my feet. It's as vulgar as it should be.

He didn't mind either. He narrowed his eyes, smiled and patted my feet gently, and suddenly became ambiguous again.

I shook off his hand, and he pulled my body against him with great strength, which did not allow me to struggle.

I think I really can't see what he wants to do? I'm slovenly now. I'm so earthy that I can drop slag. I don't have the so-called temperament, and I don't know sex, let alone sexy or sweet.

He also made me very defensive. I didn't reveal my personality, but he could catch me and eat me to death.