Chapter 29: She's Still a Weak Chicken
Ye Chujie was dignified on the surface, and she panicked in her heart.
Lu Jingbei approached Ye Chujie and ordered word by word, "If you let that Xiao Qi leave, I'll let it go." ”
Ye Chujie snorted, the meaning of refusal should not be too obvious.
Miao Miao cried so much that her heart was pulled together.
Ye Shoumin slammed the door, "Sanya, are you asleep!"
Lu Jingbei was angry, and raised his hand to unload Ye Chujie's arm.
Ye Chujie broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and all the strength in her body came to fight the pain, so she let go of her mouth.
Lu Jingbei pinched her chin, and there were circles of storms brewing in her eyes, "Let me ask you again, why don't I know you, what happened between us?"
"Heh-TUI-" Ye Chujie spit on Lu Jingbei's face.
The green tendons on Lu Jingbei's forehead jumped up violently, and he grabbed Ye Chujie's neck and tightened it constantly.
Ye Chujie looked at him stubbornly, not begging for mercy, not compromising, and not talking!
She thought that she had decades of life experience in her previous life and dealt with Lu Jingbei as a piece of cake, but she didn't expect that what she thought was just what she thought, she was still a weak chicken.
Lu Jingbei is a king no matter what age he is.
In her previous life, her countless revenge plans against Lu Jingbei all ended in failure, and she was threatened by various forces, Fan Jian kidnapped Little Ear, and she had to give in.
The Lu family has suppressed her for so many years, and she still has to save Lu Jingbei, she can't hold a scalpel for several years after that operation, sad!
Suffocation came to her face, and a tear overflowed from the corner of Ye Chujie's unwilling eye, which flowed down her face and landed on the back of Lu Jingbei's hand.
Lu Jingbei was scalded and let go of Ye Chujie.
Ye Chujie coughed violently, and the cough shook the earth.
Ye Shoumin's panicked voice immediately sounded in his ears, "Sanya, what's wrong with you, open the door quickly!"
"It's coming!" Ye Chujie struggled to break the restraints on her hands, Miao Miao's clothes, picked up Miao Miao and went to open the door.
Ye Shoumin took Miao Miao over, and found the tears in the corners of Ye Chujie's eyes, as well as Lu Jingbei, who was standing beside the bed with his back to her, "You guys, what's wrong, what's wrong?"
"Director Lu asked me to see him just now, I can't see it well, I regret that I didn't work hard enough, Mao Biyun is too angry to breastfeed, I bought milk powder and bottles, you can make some milk powder for Miao Miao. Ye Chujie ran to take the nylon bag and stuffed it into Ye Shoumin's hand.
"There is a spoon in the milk powder jar, 100 ml of boiling water mixed with three spoons of milk powder, drink it three times a day, and make some supplementary food for Miao Miao in the middle. ”
Ye Shoumin was successfully diverted and handed over the crying Miao Miao to Ye Chujie, she swished to the kitchen with the bag, "Mao Biyun may not accept your affection, and it is enough to buy a feeding bottle." ”
"She doesn't appreciate what matters to me, Miao Miao is my sister, I should be good to her, two bottles and one bottle to drink milk, the other to drink water, the weather is hot, feed Miao Miao more warm water is good for the body. Ye Chujie hugged Miao Miao and fled behind Ye Shoumin.
Ye Shoumin sighed and walked into the kitchen, "Miao Miao is blessed to have such a sister as you. ”
Mao Biyun was taken away by the fourth brother, and he has been acting as a demon, threatening Sanya if he didn't breastfeed Miao Miao, and asked Sanya to borrow money to let Dongzi go to kindergarten in the city.
This time, the fourth brother can't control her, that woman is crazy!
Miao Miao has never drunk a bottle, and she doesn't know if she will drink it.
Lu Jingbei turned his head to look at the blood mark on his right shoulder, and returned to his room to treat the wound with a blushing face.
Fan Jian came back from wandering and opened the door and walked in, just in time to see this scene, he was furious, "The dead fat man is murderous again?"
Lu Jingbei ignored him and continued to disinfect the wound, his brain like electricity.