Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Bai Yangyang woke up in a warm embrace.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and what she saw was a honey-colored chest.

Warm breath sprayed on the side of her ear, she immediately realized that something was wrong, and looked at the handsome face like a god.

The man slept deeply, his slender eyelashes flickered slightly, casting a small shadow.

They... slept together last night?
Realizing this, Bai Yangyang blushed and subconsciously wanted to leave.

She was so exhausted yesterday that she fell asleep when she came back. She never expected that when she woke up, she would see Zhan Beixiao lying beside her, and his hands were tightly wrapped around her waist!
Bai Yangyang thought about it carefully, and really couldn't think of why Zhan Beixiao appeared here. She sighed quietly, pushed Zhan Beixiao's hand away carefully, and got off the bed.

Entering the bathroom, there was the sound of dripping water.

Bai Yangyang stood under the shower, his fair and tender face flushed red, and his eyes glistened with water.

I don't know how long I lingered in the bathroom, but Bai Yangyang didn't go out.

She really didn't know what to say...

It's a bit embarrassing to share the same bed.

Although this is not the first time.

Zhan Beixiao was a light sleeper. He woke up the moment Bai Yangyang woke up, but he was just pretending to be asleep.

He opened his eyes, leaned against the head of the bed, and waited for about half an hour.

Before Bai Yangyang came back, he stretched out his hand and frowned, and called Qi Bei: "Bring me a set of clothes, it's on the opposite side."

Qi Bei's hand holding the phone froze: "..."

opposite?

Isn't that Miss Bai's house?
Master Zhan and Miss Bai are moving so fast, are they already living together?

Qi Bei cleared his throat, trying to control his reverie, "Okay, Master Zhan."

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Beixiao got up, walked to the door of the bathroom, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Come out."

There was a knock on the door, and Bai Yangyang's face changed suddenly.

Immediately put on his clothes, opened the door carefully, his black eyes were wet.

"You...are you awake?"

Zhan Beixiao nodded lightly, his black eyes fell on her body, white and tender.

Infected by the heat, she looks like the finest jade at this moment, making people unable to move their eyes away——

Zhan Beixiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his voice low and hoarse.

"shy?"

Bai Yangyang was overwhelmed, a little embarrassed: "No, no, I... am not shy, this is not the first time——"

She is definitely not shy!
Zhan Beixiao smiled and said nothing: "Since you're not shy, then go out."

Facing his narrow smile, Bai Yangyang couldn't bear it any longer, and pushed him away: "I'll go prepare breakfast."

After saying this, Bai Yangyang almost fled in despair.

Zhan Beixiao looked at her back, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he didn't drop his lips for a long time.

Bai Yangyang walked into the kitchen, her face was still red, she took a deep breath, and only then felt a little relaxed.

Immediately, he rolled up his sleeves and started preparing breakfast.

There was a knock on the door, Bai Yangyang opened the door, and met Jiang Xun's ambiguous face: "Little girl, not bad, the progress is really fast!"

Jiang Zi heard that Bai Yangyang and Zhan Beixiao were sharing the same bed, so he insisted on coming over to deliver clothes.

In name it was for the two of them, but in fact it was just for the show!

Bai Yangyang blushed and slammed the door with her backhand.

Jiang Xun, who was locked outside the door: "..."

Hey, I became angry from embarrassment.

Bai Yangyang gritted his teeth in anger, but he couldn't really shut Jiang Xun out, and opened the door: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to deliver clothes to Lord Zhan." Jiang Xun justly showed what he was carrying in his hand, his eyes burning.

It turned out to be the case.

Bai Yangyang let go: "It's in the bathroom, you go."

She went into the kitchen and continued cooking porridge.

After about ten minutes, Zhan Beixiao and Jiang Xun came out one after the other, Jiang Xun had an ambiguous smile on his face, and his gossiping eyes moved between Bai Yangyang and Zhan Beixiao.

Bai Yangyang pretended not to see it, and brought breakfast to the table: "It's time to eat."

Zhan Beixiao kicked Jiang Xun's leg: "Help."

Jiang Xun didn't dare to disobey, and hurried into the kitchen.

Zhan Beixiao took what Bai Yangyang was holding: "Let me come next time."

Seeing his face, Bai Yangyang blushed and felt a little uncomfortable, so she hummed.

After breakfast, Bai Yangyang took his bag and left.

Jiang Xun leaned on the soft chair, his gossipy eyes fell on Zhan Beixiao: "Master Zhan, I didn't expect that the progress is so fast—"

Zhan Beixiao remained unmoved: "If you're full, get out of here."

"..."

It's not okay to kick it away in a hurry after squeezing out the value!
Bai Yangyang went downstairs, drove to Monton College, walked into the classroom, and saw Zhao Rui coming to welcome him.

"Boss, I heard that you have joined the Qinghong Dance Troupe, how do you feel?"

The news of yesterday has spread, and Bai Yangyang has once again become the focus of the school.

Bai Yangyang put down his schoolbag and tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Nothing special."

Zhao Rui choked for a moment, feeling the domineering aura emanating from his boss, he sniffed fiercely: "Boss, you deserve it."

The students behind him rolled their eyes again and again.

"What kind of clothes does Bai Yangyang wear? Joining the Qinghong Dance Troupe is something that many people dream of. If she is happy, she can say it. I hate her for always pretending that I don't care. I don't care. Why bother to participate in the selection ?”

"That's right, pretending to be superior, isn't it necessary to accept other people's assessment?"

"..."

When Bai Yangyang heard these discussions, he paused his fingers, and raised his eyes to look at the people who spoke.

"A long mouth is for eating, not for chewing."

The faces of the few people changed slightly, and they didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Zhao Rui gave a thumbs up, full of praise.

At this time, a group of students walked into the classroom, holding milk tea in their hands: "Everyone, Xia Tao has joined the Qinghong Dance Troupe, and specially invites all grade students to drink milk tea, and please collect it in an orderly manner."

Upon hearing this, many students stepped forward.

"Wow, this is the most luxurious milk tea in the imperial capital. It is said that a bottle of milk tea costs hundreds of dollars."

"The milk tea made by mixing high-quality tea leaves and milk is mellow and sweet, super delicious."

"In the whole grade, there are at least a few hundred people in our grade, and each person has a drink. This time it can be regarded as a hemorrhage."

"It's better for Xia Tao, who knows how to share happiness, unlike the people in our class, who don't know what sharing is at all!"

These words are clearly saying that Bai Yangyang is stingy.

"People who come from the countryside don't know what a personal connection is." Some students catered strangely.

When Zhao Rui heard this, he frowned subconsciously: "Don't say a few words."

What are these people chattering about, why can't they just afford a cup of milk tea?
The students in the class snorted and exchanged glances, disliking Bai Yangyang even more.

At this moment, Xia Tao walked up to Bai Yangyang with a cup of milk tea in her hand, and smiled with provocation in her eyes.

"Bai Yangyang, this cup is yours."

Bai Yangyang twitched the corners of her mouth and said thank you.

Xia Tao put down the milk tea, and the yin and yang servant behind him said strangely: "Tao Tao, why did you buy such an expensive milk tea for her? She is from the country, has she ever drank such milk tea? How about it, I'll buy it cheap Milk tea, give her another drink, lest she get used to it!"

There was a flash of light in Xia Tao's eyes, but her face was gentle.

"No need, this milk tea is not too expensive..."

"It really doesn't count—"