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Chapter 902 The Reason Why You Don’t Answer the Phone
The assistant wanted to tell.

But in front of him, he was a little messed up by the replies from his young master and the boy.

May I ask why you didn't answer the phone?

Ask his young master and boy who can make a wave of phone calls to go to heaven to answer——

One is that his young master's hand hurts and he can't lift it up.

One is a teenager with sore arms and no strength.

It's really a perfect match.

Song Yan smiled happily, walked over from behind, stretched out his hand, still with that gentle appearance, "It's the first time I've seen you in such a mess in so many years."

Even if it is a mission, go deep into the enemy's den.

Yang Moyan can always get out easily.

I've never seen such a mess before.

Song Yan thought it was really a strange thing.

If it is known by those former partners.

I am afraid that the intense discussion will last for days and nights.

After all, Young Master Yang's appearance like this is really unique.

Yang Moyan glanced at the hand stretched out in front of him, reached out to put it on it, and was pulled up forcefully.

Pulling up Yang Moyan, Song Yan stretched out his hand and wanted to pull up the boy.

But the hand just stretched out.

Not waiting for Lin Zhaoxia's eyes to fall over.

Yang Moyan had already killed Song Yan with a cold knife.

Song Yan raised his eyebrows, his heart suddenly became clear, and he also retracted his hands. He stepped back and moved away from his body, his gentleness remained unchanged, "Here, I'll step aside, you come."

After saying this, he couldn't help the curve of his lips widening.

Really are……

It's possessive.

Even this is also jealous?

Haven't found anything before.

Now Song Yan felt that Yang Moyan might be a master of jealousy.

Yang Moyan casually glanced at Song Yan, who was a staff member, and bent slightly to pull Lin Zhaoxia who was sitting on the ground with his back against the wall.

Lin Zhaoxia staggered a few times with that strength, and then stood up straight.

However, there is still some sense of detachment.

Legs are still weak.

The nerves that had been tense because they were out of danger, now relaxed and looked exhausted.

It took only two seconds to stand up.

As soon as Lin Zhaoxia touched the wall, she leaned her back again.

Those twinkling and beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed lazily.

Yang Moyan looked over, his dark green eyes dimmed, "Stand still."

Mostly because of the influence of grandpa's generation, and the second identity after that.

Yang Moyan always has a straight posture, no matter what time it is.

Facing this young man, he unconsciously wanted to set some rules on the young man.

Want her to stand up straight and straight.

How could Lin Zhaoxia not know.

After all, this has happened before.

As long as she doesn't stand up straight, or sits improperly, when the young master sees her.

Everyone will be said like this.

At that time, she could still be obedient and follow suit.

But now...

Lin Zhaoxia's peach-blossom eyes, which were already squinted, squinted even more at this time.

The lazy breath became even more intense.

The thin pale pink lips touched up and down, and there were only four short words, "Tired, want to sleep."

Yang Moyan stretched out his hand to pull her over, "Be good, hold on for a while. Go to sleep when you get home."

Lin Zhaoxia nodded.

But the eyelids were uncontrollably sinking and sinking.

Then it hit Yang Moyan on the shoulder.

The assistant just recovered from the mess just now, and finished replying to Jin Shao and Jing Shao on the other side.

Just dropped off the phone.

When he looked over, he was fed a mouthful of food in the blink of an eye? ? ?

(End of this chapter)