When she scolded in a low voice, she finally had a little resemblance to the only palm pearl of the Su family more than ten years ago.

Oh, yes.

In the past, Su Baixi, the daughter of the Su family, also wantonly publicized.

Time is the thing that can forget everything the most, more than ten years have passed, and no one has long remembered Su Baixi in the past.

She looked in the direction of the road again, over and over again, shouting Lin Zijia's name.

In the end, she burst into tears again, and she couldn't get up holding the pole.

"How long are you going to scold me?"

Lin Zijia stood behind her with her arms crossed, staring at her condescendingly and meaninglessly.

He held a bottle of water in his hand and handed it over: "You just spoke clearly, you scolded me a total of 42 times, described me as a "bastard" 18 times, "dog thing" 20 times, and "wolf-hearted dog-lungs" countless times."

"Lin Zijia, you bastard."

He snapped his fingers and counted, "19 times."

Su Baixi was drunk, her face was flushed, the figure in front of her was longing, and countless Lin Zijia swayed in front of her.

She charged, "Where have you been?"

"I'm not leaving."

Lin Zijia pulled her arm and pulled her up, pointing in the direction of her right: "The car has been parked there, you scolded me here after you vomited, I just looked at you like a female monkey."

She slapped the water off his hand: "Get out."

The bottle of mineral water fell to the ground and the water spilled all over the ground.

Lin Zijia raised his eyebrows: "You said this, then I'll go."

As soon as he let go, Su Baixi lost the point of support, and planted straight towards the ground.

Drunk people generally don't have much sense of self-protection, Su Baixi is facing the ground, and she doesn't hide from it.

"Disfigured, get up tomorrow morning and get up to make trouble with me."

Lin Zijia caught her at the last moment.

Su Baixi slapped him in the face and went crazy: "Get out."

The wine is not good.

This slap is quite heavy.

Lin Zijia sank her face on the spot, let her squat on the side of the road to fend for herself, and got into the car by herself: "Whatever you want."

His face was hot and painful, and his hands were shaking when he lit a cigarette angrily.

Su Baixi hugged the pole and vomited again.

The wind was cool at night, Su Baixi sat for a while and lay on the ground, and after more than ten minutes, he got up again, holding the pole and kissing.

Lin Zijia saw it in the rearview mirror and thought it was very interesting, so he took out his mobile phone to record a video for her.

"Kiss whom?"

He poked his head out of the car, took a picture of her with his phone, and said, "Kiss it, hey, yes."

Su Baixi kissed the pole, came in his direction again, stumbled, climbed the window, leaned over and said, "Come down and carry me."

"People are not beautiful, but they are beautiful."

Lin Zijia took a puff of cigarette, shook the ash of the cigarette by the way, and said, "Don't dream."

Su Baixi had just cried, and there was still a circle of tears in his eyelashes, looking strange and pitiful.

"You carry me."

She reached out and grabbed him by the hair, "Do you carry it?"

Lin Zijia's scalp was numb for a while, and his face changed in pain: "Let go."

"If you carry me, I'll be loose."

"Su Baixi, do you know what you're doing?" He said coldly, "I think you're annoying."

"Do you want to carry it?"

The parking place is not far from the Lin family, almost 1.5 kilometers, a row of street lights are lit in unison, and the figures of two people are stretched on the ground.

Lin Zijia carried Su Baixi on his back and walked in the direction of home.

She lay on his back and reached out to grab the back of his neck.

"Almost, if you smack me again, I'll throw you under this bridge." He has a bad attitude.

Su Baixi was drunk unconscious, drunk and crazy, covering his mouth with both hands to prevent him from speaking, she said to him with a tiger face, "You shut up."

This hand is cold, small.

With the unique sweet smell of her.

She was stiff for only a few seconds, and suddenly said aggrievedly, "Lin Zijia, don't bully me."

"I'm your wife."

"We've got it."

Lin Zijia said, "You can also leave."

She probably didn't understand, and said, "I don't care, you're kind to me, a little bit."

Lin Zijia paused.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, the moon was very big and round tonight, so bright that he suddenly felt that there was no need to worry about Su Baixi.

He said magnanimously, "Then I won't care about you about the slap you just now."

"What's the matter?"

He replied: "Huo Siyu yin me, Song Shi took advantage of the fire to rob, I don't believe this is an accident, and you, between the two of you."

"Let's put it this way," Lin Zijia held her ass with her palm and swiped her up, "You scolded her just now, I'm a bastard, I'll count all these accounts on your head, if you don't drink those drinks tonight, I'll fix the Su clan tomorrow, can you force Huo Siyu to jump off the building, do you believe it?"

Su Baixi didn't respond, her head tilted against his shoulder, and her breathing was shallow.

It was as if I was asleep.

But Lin Zijia thought about it and still opened his mouth.

He said, "Su Baixi, I'm really annoying you."

He said, "When Xiao Ran graduates, I want to marry her."

"Don't do anything about the price when the time comes, let's get together and disperse." He whispered.

When the two got home, Liu Jing happened to be drinking water downstairs, and when she saw them like glue and knees, she was so happy that she didn't care about Lin Zijiayang's disobedience: "Why are you drunk like this?"

"My car is parked on Jinlong Road," Lin Zijia carried Su Baixi upstairs, pushed open the door and threw her on the bed, "Let people drive back."

Liu Jing helped with the handle and took a wet towel to wipe Su Baixi's face: "Walked back?"

"It's not far, it's time for a walk," Lin Zijia was quite able to disguise in front of Liu Jing, "You don't understand the young man's business."

"Yes, yes, it's called romance, isn't it?"

Liu Jing was very happy, went out to call someone to drive, and poked her head out to tell him: "There is yogurt in the refrigerator, you feed her some, her head won't hurt too much tomorrow morning."

"She'll drink when she's awake." He disgusted with the smell of alcohol on his body and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Liu Jing asked the nanny to take two boxes and put them at the head of their bed, and went downstairs.

In the middle of the night, Su Baixi got up again and vomited for a while, Lin Zijia thought she was too noisy, and saw her hurriedly run out of the bedroom door, so she went down and closed the door.

Su Baixi couldn't open the door when she came back, and no one answered when she called him, so she had to run to the guest room to make do with it for the night.

When he woke up the next day, Su Baixi had a fever.

My stomach hurts.

Lin Zijia, who was "locked" up at home, was idle and had nothing to do, so she came to her bedside and said, "Aren't you a doctor? See for yourself."

"I think," Su Baixi was weak, "you are a good match for Miss Qin."

Who says a doctor is an all-rounder?

She's sure she'll be able to diagnose what's wrong with her?

The last time Qin Yanran came to the hospital, she also said this, as if she was a doctor, if there are some blind spots that she can't do, it is incompetent.

"I love to hear that."

Lin Zijia was in a good mood, sitting on the edge of her bed, and didn't plan to take care of her, just chatting with her: "It is said that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and the husband and wife fly separately when the disaster comes, if you can't afford to be sick, is it normal for me to bother you?"