After a week of recuperation, Li Jiaqi's body gradually recovered.

However, he is still thin, and his small face is a little more fleshy than before.

After all, the food of the He family is very good, and the old housekeeper is also very keen on stewing all kinds of tonic soups...... In addition to going to work, He Yingdong has one more thing every day, that is, he has to eat three meals a day at home.

No matter how busy he was at noon, he had to come back for lunch, so the old housekeeper didn't dare to slack off.

Li Jiaqi stood barefoot in front of the window, and he could see He Yingdong's car driving in from outside.

The weather was slightly cold, he was wearing a big windbreaker in pure black, and under his slightly curly short hair, there was a tall and handsome face.

striding in a hurry, the hem of his clothes fluttering in the wind, I have to say that this man is really handsome.

She squinted her eyes slightly, and a faint smile curled into her lips.

There was a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes, like a star like a moth to a flame......

At the gate, the old housekeeper bowed slightly, bent down and opened the glass door, "Hello Third Young Master!" ”

"Hmm!"

He Yingdong replied lightly.

He neatly took off his coat and walked towards the dining room, glancing at it, it was empty and there was no figure inside.

"Where's she?"

"Oh, Miss Li hasn't gotten up yet!"

He Yingdong frowned slightly.

Why is this girl so lazy to even eat lunch?

Pushing open the bedroom door, I smelled a thick smell of smoke, and a small figure sat on the windowsill.

The window in the master bedroom is a bay window design, with a window sill, and Li Jiaqi is sitting in the corner of the window sill with her knees hugged.

The window panes were open, and the sun was shining in from outside, bathing her.

A face that was already small was half obscured by the short and unkempt curly hair, and only a pair of lazy eyes remained, looking out the window so silently.

His face was still so pale, and even his lips had turned a faint light pink......

She's smoking!

squinting her eyes and swallowing clouds and spitting smoke, she looks like a little sister.

I took a sharp breath, and then coughed desperately, as if my heart, liver, and lungs were about to be coughed out.

She bent over, one hand propped up on the windowsill, coughing so hard that tears were pouring down her face.

On his handsome face, the faint smile was gone, replaced by eyes full of distress.

Directly hugged her off the windowsill.

"You don't know how to smoke, what do you smoke? Can your little body withstand such a toss? ”

He was so angry that he scoured the cigarettes and lighters on the table and threw them in the trash.

She sat on the couch with her knees folded, looking at him with a smile on her face.

It seemed that he was angry, and she was a little happy.

"He Yingdong, that's your cigarette! You smoke what I can smoke! ”

"No smoking, what do girls smoke? It's ugly to death, I hate women smoking the most!! ”

He Yingdong reached out and ripped off his tie, pulled it out and threw it on the sofa.

Reaching out and grabbing her small jade feet like the tips of white bamboo shoots, the grip in the palm of her hand was completely cold to the bone.

Li Jiaqi tilted her head, looked at him with a smile, raised her slender eyebrows, pursed her mouth and stopped talking.

His big hands gripped her little feet tightly, refusing to let go.

She shrank harder, and he squeezed it tighter.

"Let go of me!"

"Don't let ......" He pushed harder, pulling her feet directly into his arms and sticking them to his chest.

The fiery temperature slowly warmed the soles of her feet.

She snorted coldly and silently turned her little face out the window.

She knew that this man was poisonous and she could no longer look at him......

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