Su Baixi has good concentration.

She is a woman, and she can't understand the impatience of men.

Even the man in front of her did arouse her interest for a moment.

"You're intrigued." He said.

Su Baixi raised his eyebrows, a little curious: "How do you see it?"

Lin Zijia's hand passed over quickly, the speed was too fast, and Su Baixi only had time to close his legs.

"Here." He smiled, "What are you shy about?"

He sat up, grabbed her with one hand, tugged at her collar, and rolled his Adam's apple, "Hurry up."

Lin Zijia got up in the middle of the night and went to the suitcase to turn over the medicine.

Because Su Baixi kicked him in the process, he was in the middle of his waist socket, and he didn't expect to fall under the bed, he covered his legs and waist, Su Baixi turned on the light, and symbolically cared: "What's wrong? What the hell does it hurt?"

Lin Zijia was very aggrieved, because Su Baixi was cool, but he didn't.

He was also kicked.

"It hurts," Lin Zijia gave up on herself, lying on the floor in this position, gasping for breath, "Exercise with injuries, if you don't kick this kick, I guess we can both be happy."

Su Baixi symbolically cared again: "The ground is cold."

"There's medicine in the suitcase, wife, go look for it, I think it's a bit serious."

Su Baixi got up and got out of bed, and took a look at his injuries by the light, she was really not optimistic, she helped the person up and sat down on the sofa outside.

By the way, he pulled a blanket to cover him.

She was in a bathrobe, but it didn't matter, she fumbled through her suitcase, found an anti-inflammatory spray, and some other treatment medicines.

"Who packed the suitcase for you?" Su Baixi lifted the blanket, and the good man did it to the end and helped him deal with it.

The doctor's technique is skillful in the end, and she subconsciously dizzy when she saw these blood stains, but she was able to overcome it, and she dealt with it step by step with a blank face.

"What?" Lin Zijia didn't hear clearly and collapsed on the sofa.

"Suitcase." Su Baixi reminded.

"What's wrong with the suitcase?" Lin Zijia raised his head with difficulty and glanced at the color, pure black, "You don't like the suitcase to be black?"

Su Baixi sometimes really admires his brain, because he is indeed different from other men, he is tricky and outrageous when he thinks about problems, and the key is that he can still round himself up.

Sometimes I think that his set of statements and thinking is quite reasonable.

Su Baixi was cold, impatient, and his subordinates were not serious: "As long as you don't distinguish between grains and grains, can you pack your suitcase?"

"You look down on people?"

Lin Zijia grinned in pain, and said softly, "I'm a young master, not a retard, okay?"

I'm really angry.

Otherwise, Lin Zijia would not be so angry.

Not to mention the shameful thing of being kicked out of bed halfway, no man can accept it, he feels that his temper has been polished, he is so good, he doesn't shake his face, and he can still coax Su Baixi to make her feel comfortable.

"What kind of image do you think I am?" He asked.

Su Baixi retracted his gaze, without the slightest guilt: "You will clean up your clothes or something, I don't think you will be careful enough to pack all the medicines into it, there are some things here that are clearly only prescribed by doctors."

Lin Zijia leaned back tactically, rolled his eyes, raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose: "Wife, you are so amazing."

"Awesome?"

Lin Zijia praised: "Marry you as a wife, as soon as your husband has an affair, you can find out as soon as possible, right? So sensitive?".

Su Baixi knew.

She is not sensitive, but she knows Lin Zijia's personality too well, he flew over to find her, it would be good to remember to bring clothes, bring medicine or something, he will generally be troublesome and will not care about this matter.

"Who pretended it for you?"

Lin Zijia smiled, and showed a well-behaved loyal dog again: "

Shen Qingbai, he's virtuous, right?"

Su Baixi lowered his eyes and continued to apply medicine to him.

"So you can find out?" Lin Zijia touched the tip of his nose, his eyes moving, "How did you find out before?"

Su Baixi was speechless and didn't want to discuss this topic.

But Lin Zijia was very persistent about this matter, and said, "Tell me about it."

Su Baixi took care of it for him, threw the things on the coffee table, and didn't plan to clean it up, and said, "The medicine can still be used, get up tomorrow morning and apply it, you clean it up yourself."

Lin Zijia continued to grind: "Tell me, I'm curious."

"You tell me, I promise you one condition."

"Two conditions."

"Three, three, okay?"

Su Baixi glanced at him and said, "Do you think I'm rare?"

Lin Zijia admitted defeat, raised his hands in surrender, and said pitifully, "Then I will listen to you in the future, and I will listen to you in this life, how about it?"

Exhausted by his patience, Su Baixi turned around, Lin Zijia didn't have time to stop his steps, and hit it directly, he subconsciously slapped the back of her head and pressed it.

It's a protective move.

Su Baixi frowned, broke free, and said, "Every time you go home, there is a woman's lipstick mark on the collar."

Lin Zijia: "That's it?"

"What more do you want?" Su Baixi said, "Let me find a suspicious liquid on you, so that you can be convicted of having an affair?"

Lin Zijia: "Is there a possibility that the lipstick was printed by a man?"

Su Baixi narrowed his eyes.

Lin Zijia smiled, a little innocent, and said, "Is there anything else? It doesn't count."

"There are thousands of people on your mobile phone, tens of thousands of messages a day, and tens of thousands of women pull you out to fight the landlord," Su Baixi didn't have any expression, "Forest landlord."

Lin Zijia was called to the heart by this "forest landlord", he couldn't help laughing, smiled, lowered his head and kissed her lips, raised his hand and touched her head, and praised, "Cute to death."

He swept past her, walked to the room, lay down to sleep on the left side of the bed, and patted the right: "Give you a place, don't say I don't love you."

Su Baixi was confused.

But it's really angry.

I don't know why it's angry, but it's just that the breath of my heart is uneven.

So when it was almost dawn in the second half of the night, Su Baixi thought about it, and in the end, he was so depressed that he stretched out his leg and kicked Lin Zijia out of bed again.

Hearing the sound of "bang", Su Baixi had only one thought in his heart: he was refreshed.

Women really can't be angry, especially overnight.

"Sister Bai Xi."

Lin Zijia was stunned, and was even more shocked: "What's wrong?"

"Not much," she said calmly, "leg cramps, I couldn't hold back."

Lin Zijia didn't think much about it, she was innocent, lifted the quilt and grabbed her legs, and pressed everywhere: "Where? Which cramp?"

Su Baixi thought he was going to beat someone, and he was very vigilant: "What are you doing?"

"I'll rub it for you."

Su Baixi was stunned.

Spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

But she didn't feel guilty, her chin was slightly raised, and the command was very natural: "It hurts, I don't know where, you look at it and rub it."

"Oh, good."