Lin Zijia was stunned.

She was hot and cold, and it seemed that this love was dyed with a little mystery, she seemed to like him, and it seemed that he had to be.

"Why don't you go?"

Su Baixi was lying in the bathtub, the water temperature was just right, and after squeezing the bubbles in her hands, she raised her eyes and found that Lin Zijia was still standing at the door, staring at her motionless.

She is not afraid of being watched, anyway, they are very familiar with each other.

She continued, "Am I good-looking?"

"Beautiful."

Lin Zijia walked in her direction, and finally squatted down in front of her bathtub, and looked at her, his gaze and gaze inch by inch, from her cheeks, lips, collarbone, and then finished reading.

He reached out with both hands, grabbed her face, leaned over, and asked softly, "Wife, do you love me?"

may not have expected Lin Zijia to suddenly ask this question, so Su Baixi did not respond for a while.

After all, after a hearty activity between men and women, they need to confirm over and over again whether the other party loves them, and in this case, it can only come from the mouth of a woman.

Only women in the ocean of feelings will have no sense of belonging and security, so they will be keen to ask the man, and through the other party's tireless affirmative answer, to soothe their impetuous and restless hearts.

Lin Zijia also asked.

Su Baixi thought it was funny, so he moved his head, leaned over to kiss his face, and comforted, "I love you."

"Really?"

Su Baixi smiled, and his chin raised slightly: "If you help me hand me the shower cap on the wall, I will love you even more."

In a word, Lin Zijia's eyes were slightly bright, but they went out all of a sudden.

Because every time she "loves" him, it seems that they must meet her conditions, they are not pure love, but love in exchange.

His most intuitive feeling was that Su Baixi was using him, and she was still using him, exactly the same as before.

If he is useless and does not help her, he will be discarded at any time.

But he still got up and went to get it, and then put it on for her in a proper manner, and pulled up her long hair little by little, meticulously and thoughtfully.

Su Baixi hooked his hand towards him.

Lin Zijia obediently bent down, because of what she said just now, he was not in a good mood, and the reason why he obeyed her now may be because he was afraid that she would be angry and did not dare to provoke her.

He shouldn't be an obedient master in his life, but this point is useless here in Su Baixi.

He was indeed moved by her every move, and even with her look, frowning, and pursing his lips, he could reflect for a long time, whether he had done something wrong, otherwise why did she do this, why did she show such impatience.

"What for?" He held back and put away his lost emotions.

Su Baixi stretched out his hand to hook his neck and pulled the person to him, his voice was faint, but it was pleasant: "What are you thinking? Husband, help me put the bathrobe on the bed, I'll wear it later."

With a sentence of "husband", Lin Zijia felt that she had fallen again.

He had no reason or reason to bother with her about what he had just said.

Because Su Baixi said to him: "My waist hurts, my legs are also very sore, I don't have the strength, and I will tremble when I stand up, you can help me do something, between husband and wife, it's normal, right?"

"You said you would be nice to me," she whispered, lowering her eyes, "Count?"

She didn't have any tone, she just stated a fact.

But as if even the punctuation marks were accurately pressed on his heart, Lin Zijia suddenly felt that he might not be her opponent.

He should have thrown in the towel a long time ago.

It's just that he held his breath and refused to back down, but now it's okay, when he was forced to go to Liangshan by Su Baixi and blocked into a corner with nowhere to escape, he could know this.

He likes the voice she calls him very much, and he also likes the way she talks to him quietly, it turns out that women are born to be coquettish, he thinks that women are only called coquettish if they have a soft voice, but in fact, Su Baixi's coquettishness turns out to be so different.

She is the only one.

"Okay."

He was a little cramped, and even a little heart-pounding by what she said, and after answering, he found that he didn't answer her above sentence, so he immediately added: "Count, always count."

"That's ......" Su Baixi raised his eyes.

Lin Zijia got up and immediately walked outside: "I'll go get the bathrobe."

When he was about to go out of the door, he heard Su Baixi's small voice behind him again: "Thank you, husband."

The tone was very light.

But inexplicably, cute.

Lin Zijia felt that he was about to be hopeless, his Adam's apple rolled, his steps quickened and walked out, his back image was that of a thief who fled in the wilderness, accidentally stealing a happiness that did not belong to him, but he was reluctant to let go of his hand.

At night, Su Baixi has always been in a state of being served and served, all she needs to do is enjoy, because Lin Zijia drew inferences from one another, a noble young master who was high in the past, and now he can do this kind of low-pitched and pleasing things, housework, trivial things, he can do it so that Su Baixi is very happy.

Lin Zijia also made her a cup of milk and brought it to her mouth: "The Yu family can't get along here, do you want to kill them all?"

Su Baixi took a sip, paused, and then said, "Their family has nothing to do with the events of the year, if they let them go, they can't mix here, so where do you think they are most likely to go?"

"You still want to lure the snake out of the hole?" Lin Zijia stared at the corner of her lips, there was a circle of milk caps on it, he leaned over and kissed it, and tasted it, it was quite sweet, "If they are forced to be in a hurry, it will be bad for you, I don't want to cause trouble for you."

"Then what else are you asking?" Su Baixi said.

Lin Zijia touched her face: "I listen to you."

In a word, Su Baixi lowered his eyes.

"What's wrong?" He whispered, "Not happy?"

Su Baixi shook his head slightly, and then said, "If you keep to the end, will it be bad for your family?"

Lin Zijia smiled purely: "If I say it will be unfavorable, will you stop? Won't you check it out?"

"No, it won't."

Lin Zijia's smile froze, but quickly raised the corners of her lips and said, "What if it's for me? Won't you look it up?"

"No, it won't."

Su Baixi raised his eyes, looked at him, and said with a light smile: "So you abandon me now, it's still too late, and dump me before I am very reluctant to you, so that when I am dumped, I won't cry heartbreakingly."

She said, "While I am willing to forsake you now."

Lin Zijia was short of breath again, he suddenly reached out and covered the back of her head, and after bringing the person over, he sealed her lips tightly, and after some tossing, he gasped, his eyes were scarlet, and he gritted his teeth: "Su Baixi, count you ruthless."

He forced her to look up and kiss her: "I can't bear it, you won."

With a dull voice, he said, "I can't bear you."