Su Baixi didn't have time to refuse, and was stuffed into it by Lin Zijia in a daze.

In order not to disturb the two of them, Liu Jing changed to another car.

The environment in the car was relatively cramped, but fortunately, the surrounding atmosphere was familiar, which made Su Baixi feel a little safe, but the people in front of her were getting closer and closer, which made her realize that something was wrong.

"You don't want to?" Lin Zijia asked.

Su Baixi stepped back a little and said a sincere word: "It's not interesting."

Lin Zijia laughed and said, "Even if you don't have children, you should have needs, do you really want me to serve?"

At the mention of this, Su Baixi's face was not very good-looking, she didn't like this topic, and said, "How can a woman can't help this kind of thing?"

"I can't see it," Lin Zijia stared at her very explicitly, and to put it bluntly, she couldn't wait to eat her alive directly, "You are also very powerful."

Su Baixi was pointed out by him about private matters, smiled, and suddenly raised one foot and swept his thigh.

This action was done by her, and it was very exciting.

Under her cold expression, people can never see through her heart, whether it is surging or calm.

Or, underneath her mask, lurks the craziest attacks.

She only couldn't pick it up, she had some thoughts of revenge, she still wanted to run, and hooked Lin Zijia's fire, she suddenly retreated, pretending to be nothing, and said, "I'm old, I don't want to be in the car, it's too narrow."

Lin Zijia held her down, discussing: "It's not good, you can still move."

"I can't put it down," Su Baixi touched his face and patted it lightly, "Your sister Xixi's waist is not good."

「…… grass."

Lin Zijia gritted his teeth and scolded in a low voice, the low breath on his face was even worse, his face was black as if he was about to drip water, he pinched Su Baixi's waist and continued: "You are proud again."

He got up, stepped back, opened the door directly and got into the driver's seat, raised his chin, and said, "Sister Xixi, sit in front."

Su Baixi slumped in the back seat and said, "I like it here."

"What do I mean?"

Lin Zijia asked rhetorically, and said, "Like here?"

Su Baixi's face was not good-looking, and when he looked in the rearview mirror, he found that he was quite serious, and it didn't seem like he was joking, so Su Baixi had no choice but to tidy up his clothes, and relying on his slender figure, he climbed directly from the back seat to the co-pilot and sat down.

When she climbed, Lin Zijia stared at her the whole time.

The look was like that of a wolf that had been hungry for a long time, radiating a fine light, staring at her piece of fresh mutton without blinking.

Su Baixi raised his eyebrows to look at him, and his tone was light with a little uplift: "I'm good-looking?"

"I don't have any points in my heart." He said.

Su Baixi continued: "Is that good-looking or not?"

He reached out and pulled her skirt over, covering her legs, and said, "Beautiful, who looks as good as you."

Su Baixi was praised and withdrew his gaze.

Along the way, Lin Zijia inexplicably felt that Su Baixi was in a very good mood, so he also glanced at her several times halfway, all observing Su Baixi's emotions.

Her face still hasn't changed much, but it's not as piercing as before.

Lin Zijia pondered for a while, and finally mentioned a side: "Sister Baixi, what gift do you want for the New Year?" :

Su Baixi frowned and said, "I want ten male models."

Lin Zijia laughed strangely, the car suddenly stopped on the side of the road, he turned his head to look at her, and said, "Ten buns?"

"Male model." She said.

Lin Zijia's forehead was blue and jumping.

Su Baixi thought it was funny, and even continued to provoke, "What? You're going to send it to me?"

"Ten is gone, one is okay," Lin Zijia loosened the collar on his body, revealing a large area of strong skin, and the tension of his muscles made people's blood boil when he saw it, "Do you think I do this? It's better quality than male models."

Su Baixi smiled and said, "Is there a charge?"

"No charge," Lin Zijia answered quickly, "to serve you well."

The corners of Su Baixi's mouth rose, and he continued: "Then this is not the one who came in a hurry? I'm a special person, I don't like to post it upside down, such a male model is unproductive."

Lin Zijia sighed and said, "Sister Xixi, don't want me if you don't want me, don't accuse Sang of scolding Huai and humiliating me."

Su Baixi took out his small mirror, looked at it, and said, "I don't know who is cheaper, I look so good."

When he heard this, Lin Zijia really couldn't hold back.

He scolded in a low voice, turned his head to hold her, bit her lip, and said softly, "Sister Xixi, cheap me, I'm more shameless and like to bargain."

Su Baixi stepped back a little and found that there was another tooth mark on his lips.

Tut.

Every time I get a bite.

Su Baixi actually couldn't stand this pain, but when his hand moved on her, every time he seemed to step on her point accurately, she could subconsciously ignore this pain.

"Mad Dog." She curses.

Lin Zijia was scolded, the tip of his tongue touched his mouth, and said, "Have you ever seen a mad dog bite someone and then let go? I bite you, and you expect me to let go?"

Su Baixi put away the small mirror.

The face was still indifferent, but it was undeniable that her heart was still churning.

It felt different than it had ever been, and she could clearly feel that something seemed to be beating rapidly, and ......

There is something familiar about it.

It seems like a long, long time ago, she also had.

Is it in the cemetery, or is it in the ......

Su Baixi frowned, lowered his eyes, and whispered, "Let's drive."

Lin Zijia looked at her several times.

It was okay just now, Su Baixi's mood changes were so fluctuating that Lin Zijia quickly sensed the strangeness in it.

Lin Zijia didn't say a word, stepped on the accelerator, and said, "What's wrong?"

Su Baixi quietly changed the topic and said, "Last year, you wrote the words on the door couplet, and this year you can write it, your mother said it in the hospital before, and your handwriting is better."

"You think so, too?" He asked rhetorically.

Su Baixi was a little absent-minded, but he quickly said "um" and said, "It's okay."

"Don't," Lin Zijia asked, "Good is good, what does it mean?" Fill me up with the numbers?"

Su Baixi was not in a good state, and when he heard this, he could only say, "You write well, after all, you can still imitate my words, who has you written well."

This is obviously a perfunctory remark, but Lin Zijia feels quite happy when he listens to it.

It has been proved that good and obedient people love to listen to both men and women.

Especially men, when men hear women's words, their hearts are hooked, and he says, "It's good, I really like you, Sister Xixi."