Kneel to Me

Jiang Baiqi held his breath, his heart seemed to jump out of his throat, and his mind went blank.

At this time, Jiang Baitao had an idea and said: "Although my brother is a bloodthirsty patient, he is different from other bloodthirsty patients. He has recently begun to regain his consciousness! You, you, if you like him, you Ask him yourself!"

If you change the settings a little, it should be no problem. The staff of Fanxing Group are so excited and gossip. Jiang Baiqi must be a big man in the group. She doesn't dare to talk nonsense, so let him speak! I'm so smart! I don't know if I can earn an extra bonus! Jiang Baitao praised herself.

Jiang Baiqi's expression froze, this woman, what settings have been added to him without authorization, and has her own consciousness, can he still blame the behavior of licking his fingers yesterday because he was infected by a virus?

Song Juyao looked at Jiang Baiqi's eyes, and it really changed, "I have my own consciousness..."

"No." Evans' cold voice suddenly came.

Evans didn't know when he woke up. Hearing this, he came over with a cold face, "Ali, you are still young, you can't talk about marriage. And he is still ill, even if he is cured, he may If there are sequelae, it will affect the genes of the offspring, so you cannot marry him."

Evans finally understood what Song Juyao meant last night. He couldn't wait to pick up the shovel and bury Jiang Baiqi. It's a solid burial. It's better to put another monument.

"Okay, brother." Song Juyao was a little helpless, but she already knew her brother's character very well, arguing with him at this moment was useless, it was just time-consuming, so she stood up and lay on her brother's back, "Let's go. , let's find something to eat."

She gave up so easily, as if it was just a joke. The hand that held him was also released, and his hand returned to the ground.

Jiang Baiqi's hot body temperature gradually dropped, and he lowered his eyes. This girl is a bit vile, teasing him like a dog. Hearing Jiang Baitao say that he is conscious, it's not fun. Also, who would fall in love at first sight with a patient who would bite and drink blood. Like everyone else, she couldn't remember his face at all.

After a group of people finished breakfast, at Jiang Baitao's request, they repeatedly confirmed that Jiang Baiqi would not bite and that they did have self-awareness, and they dug Jiang Baiqi out of the soil.

"The virus will transform the human body, and my brother can help us as a fighting force." Jiang Baitao said. This is the point that makes the others most heartbroken. Song Juyao's ankle was injured. Among the group of them, only Listan could fight, but he couldn't stand it alone. It made people feel insecure.

He took off his helmet and revealed his pale face. No one suspected that he was not infected with the virus. He looked a little sick, and his whole body felt heavy, those gray eyes, looking at him. The inorganic texture of human time is like glass beads without the slightest emotion.

Song Juyao was lying on Evans' back, looking at him with his head sideways for a moment.

Jiang Baiqi lowered his eyelashes, avoiding her gaze.

Song Juyao's eyes were curved.

Jiang Baitao was familiar with the safe route to the institute, so the leader temporarily became Jiang Baitao.

Song Juyao kept watching Jiang Baiqi until he found that Wen Zhulian had been talking to Li Dada. Although she couldn't hear it, but looking at Li Dada's gradually pale face, she could also guess what Wen Zhulian was saying to Li Dada.

However, she kept persuading Li Dada that it was noon, but Li Dada was unmoved.

Wen Zhulian seemed to have become impatient, and directly pulled Li Dada towards Li Siqing.

"Dada, I'm your good friend, I can't let you do this, you'll regret it later. We're going to the research institute soon, I don't know what kind of danger we will encounter, and whether there is a future, do you want to stay Do you have any regrets? Make it clear to Dad, what is on your mind and what you can't forgive him. Say it, we are here, don't be afraid." Wen Zhulian said.

Li Siqing and Li Dada showed expectant eyes.

Li Wenling and others also looked at her, not making a sound, but silently supporting. They have a good relationship with Li Siqing. Although Li Siqing is a painter, he has a wide range of friends and a good reputation. He treats friends very sincerely, so he has many friends from all walks of life.

Except for Song Juyao Evans and Meng Cong, as well as the Listan father and son who are not familiar with Li Siqing, everyone has persuaded Li Dada to persuade Li Dada for Li Siqing. Li Siqing always wanted to reconcile with Li Dada, but Li Dada was unwilling, so stubbornness made people frown.

Li Dada looked at Li Siqing who was getting closer and closer to her, and then felt the silent supportive eyes around her. His face became paler, his stomach was rumbling, and his whole body trembled.

She desperately tried to pull her hand out of Wen Zhulian's hand, but was caught by Wen Zhulian.

Seeing that he was about to be pulled in front of Li Siqing, one hand suddenly held down Wen Zhulian and dragged Li Dada's arm.

"Wen Zhulian, you are going too far." Song Juyao said lightly. She didn't know when she got off Evans' back.

Everyone stopped.

Li Dada looked at Song Juyao with eyes like a drowning man caught a straw.

Wen Zhulian was stunned, as if she didn't understand why Song Juyao suddenly said, "Juyao?"