Lin Zijia felt that Su Baixi's mouth was also quite powerful.

Every time, I specifically poke my heart.

Lin Zijia's face was ugly inch by inch, and he said, "Are you disgusting yourself, or are you disgusting with me?"

"Whoever listened," Su Baixi was caught by him when he threw the flower, "just disgust whom."

Lin Zijia slowly put the roses on the table, there were too many flowers, occupying a whole table, when he treated the flowers, it seemed that he was cherishing his own mind, Su Baixi could say that he would lose it, but he himself was reluctant to lose it.

"Why are you so angry?"

He finally softened his voice, leaned over and pulled up a chair, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said, "Have you eaten dinner?"

Su Baixi continued to look through the book in his hand.

There were some water droplets on the previous page of the book, and the dew on the roses just now fell down, and they were wet, so that Su Baixi was in a good mood originally, but now when he saw these small spots, he was on fire.

Otherwise, most of the crazy women in this world are driven crazy by men.

Su Baixi didn't shout, but she was really angry, and even she didn't know how to control her bad emotions: "Can you stop the dog from meddling with a mouse? All the wrong things have been done, and you will make up for it later, do you want to compensate me? You just want to be worthy of yourself, you want to have peace of mind, you beg the ghost not to knock on your door in the middle of the night, you ask for all this for yourself, can you not impose it on me?"

She said, "It's okay once or twice, I can forgive, three or four times countless times, and each time you hurt me and then come and please me, you're an adult, do you really not know that it will hurt me after you do it?" You know, because you know, but you still did it, you're not afraid to hurt me, you think that after every injury, you can shamelessly come to me and ask for forgiveness."

Lin Zijia only learned some time ago that Su Baixi had a lot of resentment against him.

At this moment, he realized that Su Baixi's resentment was not big, but deep.

He understood every word Su Baixi said, but when it came together, he didn't understand it again, he said, "Everyone else remembers whether they eat or not, you remember bad or not, you are a white-eyed wolf."

said that Lin Zijia was here to take care of Su Baixi, but he was usually in a hurry, and he could still choke with Su Baixi, saying that he was here to be an eyesore, and he did a good job of some big and small things these days.

There was only one word left in Su Baixi's mind: wrongdoer.

She and Lin Zijia were probably enemies in their last life, or the kind that didn't share the sky, otherwise how could Lin Zijia catch her and bully her in this life?

She was going to let go, ignoring him, not even giving a good face, and he came to coax her again.

"Look at you cheap," Su Baixi sneered, "Come to my ward and scold me for being a white-eyed wolf, I owe you?"

Lin Zijia's throat rolled, in fact, he regretted it as soon as he said it, how to say that Su Baixi was still sick, lying on the hospital bed, it was normal for him to be emotionally unstable.

She came to get angry, he just let it, why bother with her?

Lin Zijia bent down to kiss her, and was slapped by Su Baixi, her eyes were full of anger, and she was very shocked: "Are you really sick?"

The tip of his tongue touched the face of the beaten, turned his head to stare at her, there was a spark in his eyes, as if he wanted to clean her up, but he didn't dare to act rashly because of anything, he said, "I'm sick, I'm very sick, Sister Bai Xi, don't slap your face next time?"

This is an absurd request.

Su Baixi said: "When I met a hooligan on the road, I didn't slap my face, did I send my face to him?"

He sat back in his chair, his previous flamboyant aura was a little more restrained, and he looked like a well-behaved younger brother, and he said, "I don't know where Xu Youwei's batch of goods went."

The explanation came suddenly.

Su Baixi frowned coldly, and established layer after layer of defense lines in his heart, and at the moment his words fell, Su Baixi sadly found that her first thought was to distinguish whether what he said was true or false.

Or maybe it's a lie he made up temporarily, symbolically giving her an explanation.

Su Baixi stretched out his hand and rubbed his own

The temples were stunned, and after relieving this for a while, she realized that she had a shadow just now.

What he said, whether it was true or false, was a shadow for her, and she had to struggle to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"What are you doing to tell me?" Su Baixi said lightly.

Lin Zijia's eyes became complicated: "You are really because of this incident."

He continued, "Then why didn't you say it?"

Su Baixi felt bored: "You said you didn't know, so you really didn't know? The matter is done from you, and you have said everything, and you come to question me again why I am suffering this loss?"

"Sister Bai Xi, you look like a little hedgehog now," Lin Zijia suddenly spoke, her eyes more complicated, "I didn't want to quarrel with you, you don't have to be so defensive."

Su Baixi's hand was clenched under the quilt, and she didn't feel it until her palm was pinched out by her nails.

What was Lin Zijia saying, could it be that her reaction was to quarrel?

Even if he is willing to quarrel, she still doesn't accompany her, what she can't stand is that Lin Zijia said in such a tone that she is now like a hedgehog, with barbs erected up and down her body, she is protecting herself all the time, and if she is not careful, she will automatically attack and prick people, and she didn't do this before.

She didn't want to admit that she was just too scared, so scared that she had a psychological shadow, and even when she heard Lin Zijia's voice, she felt that her heart was blocked and she couldn't breathe.

"Are you done?"

Su Baixi's eyes were cold, and there was an extra layer of ice on her expressionless face, which made it more difficult for people to approach, and she said, "I'll go out when I'm done."

Lin Zijia suddenly wanted to hug her.

He never needs to report to anyone when he does things, and he will take action if he wants to hug him, so he is not afraid to fight forward and just open his hand.

Su Baixi reacted excessively, and raised one hand high.

It's about hitting people.

Lin Zijia raised his eyes to look at her palm, paused for a second, he held hers, and said, "Don't slap your face, you fell in love with me in the first place, wasn't it because of this face?"

Su Baixi wanted to withdraw his hand, but of course he didn't let it, he didn't let go, and said, "How much money did you give to Cao Lin?"

"What? Reimburse me?"

Lin Zijia smiled: "It's not impossible."

Su Baixi's face was serious, and he squinted at him: "Don't come to this trick, slap the sweet jujube and the workers below to use it up, and come to me again?" Is it really a trick that has gone all over the world?"

"Black cats and white cats, the ones who catch the rats are good cats," Lin Zijia said, "just work."

He admitted that he slapped the sweet date, Su Baixi couldn't be happy, she said coldly, "No need."

Lin Zijia stared at her face and smiled, he also took her hand, and rubbed her fingertips with his fingertips when he spoke, quite affectionately: "The words are what you say, and you are the one who is unhappy, you don't want to listen to this, do you have to provoke yourself?"

"Tell me, how much was given?"

Su Baixi said casually: "Fifty million, is it reimbursed?"