Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O?

    "Pop!"

      It's disgusting, but when I get home, I still see your fake face!"

    Sugar was half lying on the ground, dizzy, her ears were buzzing, her mouth was torn open, and blood was flowing out, tremblingly trying to hold herself up, but fell back , nibbling to the chin.

    Jiang Yunsu smelled of alcohol, and the more he talked, the more angry he got, he walked down and grabbed Bai Tang's hair, pulled it up, and slapped him again.

     Baitang screamed and was beaten until his eyes were black. The position was numb, and there was no way to resist.

    "Damn bitch! How could you live so well without me!" Jiang Yunsu was still not relieved, and threw the omega with no strength to the ground, kicking the ground. Sugar-soft belly.

    Severe pain in the stomach made Bai Tang's mind awake for a moment, he sobbed and curled himself up, covered his head with his hands, and whimpered weakly: "Sir... uh! I'm wrong, sir. now, stop fighting..."

      , he knew all too well.

      Staggering in pain, he propped himself up and ran upstairs.

    Alpha didn't bother to chase, leaned on the sofa, let out a breath of alcohol, and said arrogantly, "Run? How about a divorce if you run again?"

     Bai Tang’s footsteps stopped suddenly.

    Jiang Yunsu laughed even more wildly, "What? It seems that you also know that leaving me will only be much worse than it is now, right?"

    White sugar turned to look at him, tears streaming down his face mixed with blood.

    "Come here and kneel," Jiang Yunsu was very happy, and his voice rose, "I beg me to hit you."

    Jiang Yunsu did not lose his memory, Baitang's face was pale, and there was a flash of despair in his eyes, and the means of threatening him with divorce did not change at all.

    The reason why he lied and said that he lost his memory is just a new way to play tricks on him. I want to see him helpless and stupid, and I say sorry, maybe I think: "This stinky **** It's really fun to be silly."

    The sugar tasted a tinge of blood, and it turned out that he bit the meat in his mouth.

    Seafood porridge casserole porridge, vegetable hearts dipped in oil, several dishes of meatballs, spare ribs, shrimp dumplings, soup dumplings and chicken feet, a table full of Cantonese dishes neatly placed on the table On, perhaps in this world it is no longer called Cantonese cuisine, but Jiang Yunshu decided to call it that for the time being.

    He carried the white sugar to the dining table and put a bowl of porridge in front of him.

     Baitang looked at this height, blinked dumbly, and after reacting, he looked at his alpha anxiously, and stumblingly said: "First, sir, I'll go to the small table..."

    "It's okay," Jiang Yunshu put the spoon in front of the white sugar, "Eat on the table with me later."

    Since he already knew that it was the original owner who refused to let the white sugar on the table, then there is no reason for him to let the white sugar sit back on the folding table, and there is no reason not to make any changes.

    But when he saw the white sugar like an enemy, he shrugged nervously, his face was full of urgency and embarrassment, and he spoke faster, "Thank you sir, I still can't... "

    Jiang Yunshu frowned when he heard the words, and immersed himself in thinking about what Baitang was thinking now.

    Bai Tang was frightened by Jiang Yunsu's frowning eyebrows, thinking that he had said the wrong thing, he lowered his head, bit his lip, and said nothing, becoming more and more anxious in the endless silence Frightened, he clasped the side of the bandage with his fingers one by one, making the bandage wrinkled, for fear that Jiang Yunsu would hit him in the next second because of his squeamishness.

    Jiang Yunshu was about to speak when he heard Baitang say in a crying voice, "I'm sorry, sorry sir, I was wrong..."

    Jiang Yunshu was shocked. He suddenly realized that Baitang couldn't make changes all at once. The long-term cold treatment and violent suppression made Baitang feel a little bit unusual and began to panic. He thought it was too simple and beautiful, thinking that as long as he was good to white sugar, white sugar would get better.

    Jiang Yunshu calmed down and warned himself again and again, don't rush, take your time.

    "You're not wrong, I was wrong," he took a deep breath, took out the folding table from the cupboard and put it on the ground, but instead of bringing a small stool, he put a soft pillow on it , He gently carried the white sugar down and put it on the pillow, "Stand your legs straight and don't bend. The lack of blood flow is not good for the wound."

    A tear of white sugar still fell on the lower eyelid, and he was relieved to hear that, thinking that he had just passed a test of Jiang Yunsu, but the next action of alpha made him stunned, he said anxiously: "Mr. What are you doing...?!"

    I saw Jiang Yunshu put all the dishes on the small folding table, and it was full, and the tall alpha hunched over and shrank his legs, and sat down with a bowl on the side, Plainly said: "It's okay, let's eat."

    Jiang Yunshu knew that it was impossible to let Baitang relax his vigilance all of a sudden, and it would be difficult for Baitang to take the first step in a short time, so let him make the first change.

    Alpha said it decisively, Baitang had to shut his mouth in fear.

    However, Jiang Yunshu soon discovered that the white sugar only dared to pinch the plate of vegetables, and because his right hand was injured, he clipped it once with his left hand and stopped clipping it, and only ate porridge.

    Jiang Yunshu got up and went to the kitchen to get a pair of male chopsticks. When he turned his head, he saw Baitang staring at him, nervously clinging to the edge of the table, as if he was afraid that he might hit him with something.

    Jiang Yunshu looked distressed for a while, and scolded in his heart, how can such a small and thin child be able to do it!

    He suddenly remembered the impressive scene he and Dr. Lin saw while walking in the city hospital. A red letter rolled over the electronic screen in front of the brain department: Welcome to the brain department of the city hospital.

    Dr. Lin was sluggish for a moment, then leaned over to Jiang Yunshu and whispered, "As expected of the leader of the brain department..."

    At this moment, he wanted to send this sentence to the original owner. The original owner's urgent need was to cure his brain.

    Jiang Yunshu shook his chopsticks in front of the sugar, and explained, "It's more hygienic to use public chopsticks." After speaking, he took a meatball and placed it on the sugar spoon.

    White sugar stared blankly at the meatball on the spoon, "Thank you sir... But I, I can't eat meat."

    "Why?" Jiang Yunshu clearly saw that Baitang stared at the meatball and swallowed. He was not so cute because of Baitang's childish appearance, but felt sad and angry, he comforted him. , "It's okay, eat it, I can't finish it all by myself."

    I didn't dare to eat the white sugar and didn't dare to refuse it again, I stayed there for a while, peeking at Jiang Yunshu's face at a loss.

    Jiang Yunshu sighed in his heart, with a criminal record, he did not dare to push too hard, so he had to use the chopsticks to pick up the meatballs in the white sugar spoon, and patiently said, "What do you want to eat with white sugar? folder."

    Sugar breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly scooped the porridge with her left hand without touching the meat. The big stone hanging in his heart still didn't dare to let go, Bai Tang played 12 points of energy, and beware of what problems Alpha would come up with to make things difficult for him.

    After eating, no matter how white sugar persuaded Jiang Yunshu, he no longer compromised and insisted on washing the dishes. Out of the corner of his light, he saw that white sugar was restless throughout the whole process, and he was trying to get off the ground.

    Jiang Yunshu thought he wanted to go to the bathroom or drink water, so he walked over with a hand full of dish soap, "What's wrong?"

    Sugar sat back stiffly, lowered her head and said nervously: "Don't be angry, sir, I'll go and give you a bath now..."

    "I'm not angry," Jiang Yunshu said as he walked back to the kitchen, "I'll take a bath and clean up the bathroom later, but it's white sugar, and the wound can't touch water, so you won't take a bath tonight, right? "

    "I want, I want to wash..." White sugar faltered, and if it was not clean, it would be beaten.

    "Okay." Jiang Yunshu didn't know what Baitang was thinking, so he just answered.