Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Bai Yangyang followed Zhan Beixiao back to Yueya Xiaozhu, and the man led her in.

Click.

The door is locked.

In the next second, the man leaned forward.

A hot big hand landed on her waist, and the man's hoarse voice fell: "You performed well tonight, show me the dance again?"

She has a good figure and excellent flexibility.

On the stage, Zhan Beixiao saw that his Adam's apple was dry.

He looked at her radiant appearance, and there was only one thought in his mind, to hide her and not let anyone see her beauty!
Bai Yangyang felt his breath was hot, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red: "Don't get so close——"

Every time he got close, she felt a numbness down her spine.

This man, exuding testosterone all over his body, was enough to attract all her eyes.

Zhan Beixiao smiled softly, and kissed her warmly on the neck, and after a long while, he reluctantly backed away.

Now is not the time.

Moreover, if it really describes something, it may not pass the trial.

His eyes were drooping, with flames burning in his pitch-black eyes, and his breathing was slightly rapid: "You're so good."

Bai Yangyang blushed from being kissed, pushed him away, and stammered: "I'll go to the bathroom to take a shower first, you have a rest, and cook later."

She rushed back into the room, slammed the door shut, and leaned against the panel.

bang bang bang-

There was a flustered heartbeat constantly coming from the heart, if it got tired for a while, the heart might even jump out!
She never doubted this at all.

Bai Yangyang leaned against the door panel, his legs and feet were still a little weak, and his face was hot.

She patted her face, and what her fingertips touched was hot, she covered her face and whimpered.

After a while, she walked into the bathroom, and the warm water washed away all the scorching heat, but her ears were still red.

Zhan Beixiao looked at her fleeing back, and laughed softly.

Then he walked into the kitchen. There was everything in the kitchen. He rolled up his sleeves and started preparing dinner.

When Bai Yangyang came out, a light fragrance filled the air.

When she passed the entrance, she quickened her pace and didn't even dare to look at that place.

She was almost eaten just now, but now she is completely afraid to face the entrance...

She walked to the door of the kitchen, and Zhan Beixiao was busy.

The casserole porridge is bubbling, and the rice grains are boiled, exuding the purest aroma.

Add marinated pig offal, pepper, sesame oil, and a small amount of rice wine. The purest rice fragrance mixed with the smell of pig offal fills the nostrils instantly.

Bai Yangyang wasn't too hungry at first, but when he smelled it, his index finger moved wildly.

She walked over, "Do you need help?"

Zhan Beixiao pointed to the unwashed vegetables: "Wash them clean and stir-fry some vegetables."

Bai Yangyang walked to the pool, rolled up his sleeves, and started washing vegetables.

She has just taken a bath, and she has a faint fragrance on her body, the fragrance of cantaloupe, which is faint and refreshing.

Zhan Beixiao stirred the porridge in the pot, his eyes moved slightly.

After a while, the man leaned over and kissed her white and tender neck: "It's very fragrant."

A feeling of numbness rose up Bai Yangyang's back, and he shrank subconsciously, "It's the smell of shower gel. If you like it, I'll buy you another set?"

It just so happened that she was running out of use.

Zhan Beixiao nodded.

She washed the vegetables very quickly. After washing, she simply sat aside and watched Zhan Beixiao busy.

The pork offal porridge is ready, turn off the fire.

The man started a new stove, put the marinated beef into the water, scalded it, drained it, put it in a bowl, added chopped garlic, chili powder, sesame seeds, and a spoonful of hot oil, and coriander mix well.

Bai Yangyang watched him cooking, with his hands on his chin, his eyes full of smiles.

She remembered what Zhan Si said: "Master Zhan, when will you be able to cook?"

Zhan Beixiao kept moving his hands: "It's very small."

When Bai Yangyang heard this, his nasal cavity was slightly sore: "Then—"

"Don't ask so many questions, serve the dishes and eat."

Zhan Beixiao didn't notice that something was wrong with her, so he boiled a wok to stir-fry vegetables.

Seeing that he didn't want to mention these things, Bai Yangyang thought that he had been touched by something sad, so he didn't dare to mention it again.

She got up, put on the gloves carefully, took the pork porridge to the restaurant, and turned around to serve the dishes.

Zhan Beixiao's cooking is relatively simple, but the effect is remarkable.

Full color and flavor.

Bai Yangyang could not stop drooling when he smelled it.

She put the food on the table, took a small bowl, and filled it with porridge. The hot porridge, accompanied by the smell of pig offal, poured into her nostrils, instantly dispelling the cold.

With the hot air, Zhan Beixiao came out with vegetables and put them on the dining table.

The man pulled out the chair and sat down slowly.

Bai Yangyang filled a bowl of porridge and handed it over with both hands: "Eat."

Zhan Beixiao's eyes moved slightly, seeing that she was in a good mood, he nodded.

The two of them don't like to talk much when eating, Bai Yangyang sips porridge, Zhan Beixiao eats a little wildly, but still looks extremely expensive.

Bai Yangyang drank three bowls of porridge in a row, but he couldn't take it anymore, and he still had something to say.

There is still some in the pot, so I can't finish it.

Zhan Beixiao put down the bowl and chopsticks, and Bai Yangyang took the small bowl first: "You're cooking, I'll clean up the kitchen, you go take a shower."

Zhan Beixiao didn't force it, and looked at the time: "I have a video conference tonight, so I can't come over, if you have anything to do, just call me."

Bai Yangyang nodded, "Okay."

After Zhan Beixiao left, Bai Yangyang washed the dishes and dialed Chao Chao's phone: "Chao Chao, didn't you ask me to check Zhan Beixiao's details for me before? How did the investigation go?"

Tidal is very noisy, as if in a bar.

"Yangyang, don't worry, the one you want to investigate this time is the king of the imperial capital. I didn't find out so quickly, but I heard that the mother of Zhan Ye seemed to commit suicide."

"I know this, it's all written in the news."

"Then do you know that Gu Yan jumped off the building in front of Lord Zhan!"

Tidal has a message.

Bai Yangyang's eyes trembled: "In front of him?"

"Yes, I also heard that before Gu Yan committed suicide, he suffered from severe depression..."

Something exploded in Bai Yangyang's mind. When Gu Yan committed suicide, Zhan Beixiao was only seven years old.

At the age of seven, watching his mother die in front of him, who can bear such a blow?
"Yangyang, don't blame me for being cruel. According to the current information, after Gu Yan committed suicide, no one in the Zhan family found out. Only Lord Zhan was at the scene. The heavy rain washed blood everywhere. All night—"

When Chao Chao saw the data, he also felt a little uncomfortable.

The seemingly ruthless Zhan Beixiao was actually quite pitiful when he was a child.

"Then why didn't he ask for help then?"

Bai Yangyang's voice choked slightly.

"I haven't found out about this yet. I'll continue to investigate. Don't be too uncomfortable. You will know these things sooner or later."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Yangyang couldn't calm down.

When her mother passed away, she was surrounded by older brothers and sisters who took care of her. Although she was displaced later, it was not as difficult as Zhan Beixiao.

She clutched the phone tightly, as if something had been cut open in her heart, the coolness mixed with sourness surged, and the circles of Bai Yangyang's eyes were slightly red.

At the same time, the phone rang in a hurry.

She picked it up and put it in her ear: "It's me."