Su Baixi focused on thinking about what the drawer in Su Jianbin 's office contained?

It is said that the most dangerous place is the safest place, and the Su family has nothing, that is, in the office?

The key is locked.

Lin Zijia saw that she didn't answer, and her face was visibly ugly.

He asked again.

Su Baixi didn't hear it clearly, and said casually, "I like it."

He said, "What do you like?"

She didn't know what to say, so she chose a pertinent one: "I like them all."

Then, Lin Zijia kept a calm face all the way and didn't say a word.

When Su Baixi finally came back to his senses, he saw Lin Zijia talking to a girl in the supermarket, talking very happily, the girl was not very old, she had just become an adult, and she looked at Lin Zijia's eyes with naked affection.

Lin Zijia's image in front of outsiders has always been very good, as if he has the burden of an idol, as long as he is there, there is basically no unfair woman.

She was beaten.

"Lin Zijia."

She shouted, and Lin Zijia's hand stopped.

I know he heard, but he just ignored people.

"Lin Zijia."

When the girl saw it, she reminded him, "It looks like someone is calling you."

Lin Zijia said, "I don't know."

Su Baixi walked over, grabbed his wrist, and said to the girl, "I'm sorry, this is our younger brother."

She didn't identify herself, but the girl understood, smiled politely, looked at Lin Zijia with some regret, and said goodbye.

"Don't pull me." He shook her hand away.

Su Baixi leaned over and pulled it again.

He continued to shake off.

She pulled again.

In the past, Lin Zijia was murderous once, and after losing her temper, let her go, and she wouldn't come to bother.

After Su Baixi took his hand, he said coldly, "No more and again, no third time, if you get rid of it again, I'll leave now."

Lin Zijia gasped.

He narrowed his eyes, and instead of shaking them off, he said, "You threaten me?"

"It's not a threat," Su Baixi squeezed his palm and pointed to the refrigerator in the distance, "Go get some tenderloin inside, if you like, take more, and make soup at night."

Lin Zijia actually wanted to quarrel with her, but in the supermarket, there were many people, so it was not too noisy.

He reassured himself that he was not as knowledgeable as her, went to the freezer as she said, looked at it, and straightened up.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Zijia's face was cold, and he said with a straight face: "Which tenderloin is it?"

Su Baixi pointed casually.

His expression was not good-looking, but he also did it, threw it into the shopping cart, and caught a glimpse of Su Baixi's smiling face, he explained, "I know which one, I just see if you know it."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zijia may feel a little stupid, he has a cold face and turns his head to leave.

Su Baixi grabbed him and said, "Generally, there is a label here, but there is no label today, and I don't know which one it is, just take some, and you will know the taste when it is cooked."

Lin Zijia got better now, and made a cool "um" sound.

The two walked all the way, Su Baixi looked left and right, and her eyes generally paused on something for a few seconds, and Lin Zijia threw her into the shopping cart.

It's not the first time Lin Zijia has visited the supermarket, but it's the first time he's bought vegetables, and it's very fresh.

As soon as he was in a good mood, he leaned over and said to Su Baixi, "Wife, she came to talk to me about that girl before."

Su Baixi glanced at him.

"I gave her an analogy and asked her the same question, and she said she liked men to have more money," Lim said.

"Everyone says that everyone is equal, but in fact, since birth, they have been divided into three, six, nine and so on," he said, "Since I was a child, there are many people who have taken a fancy to my money and the Lin family, and everyone likes me because I am Lin Zijia, not because I am Lin Zijia."

This is a contradiction.

He said, "Me

I know you understand."

Su Baixi gave an answer: "It's all you, you can't be separated."

Whether it is because he is Lin Dongtian's son, Dumiao, the surname Lin; Or because of him as a person; In fact, it's all him, and it's really inseparable.

Lin Zijia suddenly asked, "What if I don't have the surname Lin? Back then, you were still willing to go to bed half-pushed?"

Su Baixi said, "There is no if."

"I'll just ask you if you're still willing?"

Su Baixi nodded: "Yes."

Lin Zijia retracted his gaze and suddenly said, "You lied."

His categorical voice made Su Baixi shake for a moment.

He stopped talking about the topic and urged her to go to the checkout and pay for it, and his tone was so bad that he couldn't do it.

Su Baixi was pushed by him, she had to go and settle the order first, and when she went out, Lin Zijia was already waiting in the car.

When he got home, he was like a sleepy beast in desperate need of venting, he didn't eat, pressed her against the wall of his bedroom, and repeated what he had done the previous day.

"Su Baixi, call someone."

Su Baixi frowned, not knowing why he reacted so much, but still said, "Lin Zijia."

"Call someone."

Su Baixi repeated the three words "Lin Zijia".

But in the end, he became more and more fierce, and Su Baixi finally understood: "Zijia."

He stopped, giving her a moment to catch her breath, he lowered his head to kiss her, and whispered, "Sister Bai Xi, you can give me a baby, okay?"

He didn't do anything at all during this time, but even so, it didn't have much effect, because Su Baixi's body didn't have this probability of winning the bid at all.

But he said, "Give birth to one, sister."

Lin Zijia hugged her, her thin lips were in her ears, and the warm wind blew over, like bewitchment: "Birth, Sister Baixi."

Su Baixi's whole body was trembling.

There was a seemingly sincere invitation in her ears, and there was a vague person in front of her, only the sweat that flowed down her was real, and the residual warmth in the quilt reminded her of what this man was talking about.

She couldn't respond, Lin Zijia tightened her hand: "People are greedy and insufficient, I want more and more, you have to understand me, and which man doesn't make mistakes?" You've got to give me permission to make mistakes, I just want a baby."

What man doesn't make mistakes? It's just a big mistake and a small mistake.

Su Baixi's originally chaotic eyes suddenly sobered up.

She couldn't give, she couldn't, she said, "I can't be born."

"What if you could give birth? Would you like it?"

Su Baixi frowned and said, "I don't want to."

Lin Zijia slowly let go of his hand, he raised his eyes, and when he looked at her, his eyes were full of sadness, and even a little bit of disgust, as if to say: I knew you were lying to me.

What you said before was a lie.

Su Baixi suddenly closed his eyes, got up by the side of the bed, and wanted to go to the bathroom: "I'll take a bath."

Wait for her to get into the tub, less than two minutes.

Lin Zijia also came in, he was wearing pants, squatting beside her, reaching out to rub her head, and then went over to her face, saying, "I shouldn't have pushed you back then, it caused you to bleed heavily."

Su Baixi's eyelashes twitched.

He kissed her on the brow and said, "If you don't want to give birth, you don't want to give birth, and it's good to do that now."