Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

The tall figure shrouded, and the deep male voice fell.

When Bai Yangyang heard his words, the circles of his eyes became even redder.

A familiar atmosphere filled the air, she turned her face away, not wanting to see him.

Zhan Beixiao's eyes moved slightly, he took off his coat and put it on her body with a natural expression.

Ai Qing was dumbfounded.

Qiaoman's smile froze.

"Master Zhan, senior sister Qiaoman is your fiancee, shouldn't you talk to her? Why do you want to apologize to Bai Yangyang?"

Zhan Beixiao's eyes were cold, his big hands landed on Bai Yangyang's body, and he hugged her up. Hearing this, he looked sharply at the questioner.

"Bai Yangyang is my girlfriend. If such a news broke out, if I don't apologize to her, who would I apologize to?"

This sentence was like a loud slap in the face, thrown on Joeman's face.

Qiaoman froze, took a deep breath, and just wanted to speak.

But he didn't want to be taken a step ahead by Ai Qing: "Master Zhan, how can you talk like that, Qiaoman has been approved by Mr. Zhan. Are you going against Mr. Zhan's wishes?"

Zhan Beixiao smiled, "Miss Qiao has been favored by the old man. What does it have to do with me if she can marry the old man?"

His marriage has never been decided by Mr. Bu Zhan!
After saying that, Zhan Beixiao walked out of the crowd with Bai Yangyang in his arms.

The people who were watching the show didn't expect such an ending, and many people even looked at the two people's backs and said in a low voice.

"Didn't you say that Bai Yangyang is just a concoction of Lord Zhan? Why does Lord Zhan seem to like Bai Yangyang very much!"

"I also feel that Lord Zhan likes Bai Yangyang. He has never seen Senior Sister Qiaoman from the beginning to the end. I feel that this marriage may be going bad."

"Senior Sister Qiaoman is so miserable, her fiancé doesn't even like her..."

Seeing Zhan Beixiao protecting Bai Yangyang, Guan Xiaoxiao's worries instantly dissipated. Hearing these words, he laughed.

"What's so pitiful about Senior Sister Qiaoman? She knew that Master Zhan had someone she liked, and she agreed to marry her. Isn't that the most important thing? Are you sympathizing with the wrong person?"

Yang Yang is the victim. What are these people thinking, sympathizing with Qiaoman?

There is a hole in the brain!

Before this incident happened, Guan Xiaoxiao always regarded Qiaoman as a goddess, and always wanted to be a dancer like Qiaoman!
But now, she felt that the filter was broken.

After saying this, many people nodded: "Indeed, it seems that Bai Yangyang is the victim. We seemed to have gone too far just now..."

Qiaoman stood in the crowd, watched Zhan Beixiao go away, and held his fingers unwillingly.

Ai Qing shook her head, seeing Qiaoman sad, she was very happy.

The hypocritical comfort on the face: "Senior Sister Qiaoman, don't be sad, Master Zhan may have been confused by Bai Yangyang, I don't know how you are, you are about to get engaged, and you still have opportunities in the future..."

Hearing this, Qiaoman gave Ai Qing a hard look, and turned to leave.

Ai Qing looked at her back and almost laughed out loud.

Senior sister Qiaoman has always been aloof, she shouldn't have been treated so coldly before, right?

……

Zhan Beixiao left the dance troupe with Bai Yangyang in his arms, and stuffed the person in his arms into the car.

Bai Yangyang didn't speak from the beginning to the end, she lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhan Beixiao's eyes moved slightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect the old man to play this trick, causing you to be criticized."

Bai Yangyang didn't say a word, her thin shoulders trembled slightly.

Zhan Beixiao reached out and hooked her chin, only to realize that she was crying.

Her eyes were red from crying, and the tears hung on her white and tender face, like dewdrops, arousing pity.

How can Zhan Beixiao bear this, his hot fingertips wiped away her tears: "Don't cry, don't cry..."

Bai Yangyang became more and more wronged and cried even harder.

Since she was reborn in this life, she had never suffered such grievances, and now they all broke out, and she couldn't stop crying.

Zhan Beixiao's heart hurts, where are the tears, that's sulfuric acid, one by one fell on his heart——

He lowered his head, almost pleading: "Yangyang is obedient, don't cry."

He responded with more fierce tears.

Zhan Beixiao took a deep breath, picked her up, held her in his arms, and patted her back with his big hands to keep her from crying.

"I'll deal with the old man as soon as possible, and nothing like this will happen again in the future. Give me one last chance?"

When Bai Yangyang heard his words, her tears stopped, and she raised her head from his arms sobbing.

"The old man doesn't like me, and said I'm a condiment—"

"He doesn't understand anything, he always only proceeds from the perspective of interests." Zhan Beixiao wiped away her tears: "I'm sorry for what happened today."

Bai Yangyang didn't blame Zhan Beixiao either, but felt aggrieved.

She is obviously the real girlfriend, so why is she a tonic in the eyes of others?
Zhan Beixiao saw through her thoughts, rubbing her hot fingertips on the side of her face, his eyes were deep and dark: "The old man is right."

"what?"

She had just cried, and her voice was still hoarse.

"You are indeed the spice in my life." He whispered.

Bai Yangyang's eyes changed slightly, and he wanted to push him subconsciously: "Go away, you are the condiment, your whole family is—"

Where would Zhan Beixiao follow her heart, and clasped her hand, his eyes shrouded in almost pious love: "In the past, my life was only work, and everything was boring. After meeting you, My life began to have color and taste, you are not a condiment, who is?"

Bai Yangyang stopped moving: "Nonsense, you lived a good life before."

"I was wasting my time before, but after I met Yang Yang, I felt that life was delicious. Therefore, you are not only a condiment, but also a necessity of life."

He lowered his head and corrected her statement, his hot fingertips fell on her neck, full of ambiguity.

Bai Yangyang's heart softened: "Nonsense."

"it is true."

Zhan Beixiao lowered his head, held her face in his hands, and kissed her cheek: "Don't cry in the future, I can't bear it."

She wasn't crying there, she was obviously holding a knife to gouge out his heart.

Bai Yangyang whimpered, put his arms around his waist, and hummed softly.

After staying for more than half an hour, Zhan Beixiao asked for leave for Bai Yangyang, and sent her to Yueya Xiaozhu: "Go back and sleep, I'll go to the old house."

The old man plotted against him behind his back this time, so he should settle the score with the old man.

Bai Yangyang nodded, unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, walked a few steps, and turned back.

Zhan Beixiao was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Bai Yangyang waved at him: "Come closer."

Zhan Beixiao leaned over to the window, and fell a warm kiss. The girl's voice was like an oriole, gently tapping on his heart.

"Zhan Beixiao, you are also a necessity in my life, so you have to solve those things quickly, I don't want to cry because of you anymore."