Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Zhan Beixiao held onto Bai Yangyang: "Don't spoil him, what he wants to eat, don't make it for him."

"I made it for you to drink."

Bai Yangyang took the computer and put it on the desk: "You didn't eat much at night, so I agreed to stew the soup."

Zhan Beixiao was stunned for a moment, apparently he didn't expect Bai Yangyang to notice this, and his heart softened slightly.

"Ah."

Bai Yangyang turned on the computer, sniffed: "Why do I smell something in the study?"

This taste smells weird.

With a little bloody smell.

Zhan Beixiao changed the gauze in the study before, and he disposed of the things, but there was still a little smell in the air.

His face changed slightly, and he took a bottle of perfume: "Spray it?"

Bai Yangyang took the perfume and sprayed it around. The room was filled with a faint scent of rosin. She took a breath and nodded with satisfaction: "It smells much better now."

Zhan Beixiao leaned over, wrapped her arms around her waist, and sniffed at her neck: "Zhan Beiye wants to stay here tonight, will you sleep with me?"

He has enough concentration, and Bai Yangyang should not find out about his injury.

Bai Yangyang blushed slightly, and shook her head: "How about that, he's here, I'll go back to live, anyway, it's not far away."

Zhan Beiye was very gossipy, if he knew that the two lived under the same roof, he might not know how to gossip.

Zhan Beixiao frowned. During this time, he almost slept with her.

My arms suddenly became empty, somewhat uncomfortable.

Bai Yangyang came back to his senses, wrapped his arms around his waist, Zhan Beixiao smiled lowly, clasped her chin with his big hand, and kissed her.

The warm breath spread in the study, Bai Yangyang's face was as red as a soldering iron, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of spring breeze.

When the atmosphere was just right, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I want to go in."

Zhan Beiye didn't hear the sound and tried to attract attention.

They can fall in love, but they can't get along alone!

It was only then that Bai Yangyang realized that there was someone outside the door, and pushed Zhan Beixiao away, his ears blushing, "No."

Zhan Beixiao snorted softly, "Don't pay attention to him, I still have a video conference at night, you are here to write a paper, accompany me, huh?"

Bai Yangyang nodded, kissed his chin, and walked to the coffee table in a hurry.

The study room is big enough, and the huge sofa divides the study room into two.

One part is quiet and solemn, which belongs to Zhan Beixiao, and the other part is warm and simple, which belongs to Bai Yangyang.

They don't officially live together, but they spend a lot of time together.

Bai Yangyang brought more and more things.

There were fluffy pillows on the dark sofa, which was unsuitable, but no one touched her.

Bai Yangyang turned on the computer, checked the information, and began to write the paper.

Zhan Beixiao returned to the desk and continued the meeting.

The study room was filled with fluent Italian for a while. The other party was reporting the situation. Zhan Beixiao seemed indifferent, but he was actually listening intently.

Occasionally he would speak, and fluent Italian came out of his mouth.

Deep and hoarse, like a cello, it keeps making low and deep sounds, which is intoxicating.

Bai Yangyang was unconsciously attracted to the attention, resting his chin with one hand, staring at Zhan Beixiao intently.

The man was leaning on the leather chair, his eyes were cold, but he had an aura of coercion.

The tea in front of him was already cold.

Bai Yangyang got up, took the teacup, and opened the study door.

"oops--"

Zhan Beiye, who was lying at the door to eavesdrop, didn't notice, and threw a dog gnawing shit hard.

"Sister-in-law, why did you come out?"

Zhan Beiye got up and made a mistake, he didn't expect her to come out suddenly.

Bai Yangyang leaned against the wall, "Why are you eavesdropping at the door?"

Zhan Beiye's heart is suffering!
Aren't you worried that you played too much and affected the wound?
Zhan Beiye didn't dare to say this, rolled his eyes, and smiled dryly: "I'm just curious, and you know that I don't have a partner, so I just want you to have no two-person world!"

"boring."

Bai Yangyang passed him and went to the kitchen with the teacup.

The pig's trotter soup in the kitchen was still simmering, Bai Yangyang opened the casserole, carefully stirred it, put it on the edge with chopsticks, and covered it, leaving a gap.

That way, the soup won't spill out.

She turned on the fire to boil water, made a cup of tea, and went back to the study.

Zhan Beiye sat on the sofa, stretched all over the place, found a magazine out of nowhere, and read it with great interest.

Bai Yangyang: "..."

Does he really want to be a light bulb?

She put down the teacup, Zhan Beixiao squeezed her hand and let go.

Bai Yangyang returned to the sofa and continued to write the paper.

In the huge study room, the sound of typing on the keyboard and the sound of Zhan Beiye's video conference intertwined into a net, honestly imprisoning Zhan Beiye.

Zhan Beiye read the magazine back and forth about ten times.

It was ten o'clock in the evening.

He couldn't help it anymore, and when he raised his eyes, Bai Yangyang was sitting on the carpet, typing on the keyboard with both hands, with a serious face.

On the computer screen, there were large sections of proprietary vocabulary, which gave Zhan Beiye a headache.

"Sister-in-law, have you been writing papers?"

Bai Yangyang didn't answer and concentrated on his work.

Zhan Beiye turned his head, Zhan Beixiao was still processing the documents.

hiss--

Shouldn't these two be bored?

Everyone does their own thing, what's going on?
Zhan Beiye had prepared dog food, or kept catching bags of them, but he didn't expect these two to do their own things in the study?

And... haven't said a word for hours?

It's been a long time since we've been in love, is it always like this?

Zhan Beiye trembled and wanted to speak.

A man's voice came from behind: "Get out when you wake up."

Zhan Beixiao raised his eyes to his younger brother, and Zhan Beiye scrambled to the desk, sat down with a serious expression on his face.

"Brother, isn't it embarrassing for you to not talk for hours?"

Zhan Beixiao gave him a strange look: "Why are you embarrassed?"

They each have their own things to do, and they are in the same space, so there is no need to talk, as long as they know she is there.

Zhan Beiye rubbed his chin: "Is it so boring for you adults to fall in love?"

He thought about it carefully, and it was a bit unusual for these two people to fall in love.

Apart from eating and sleeping together, there is almost no too much conversation, is it... nothing to say?
Or do you need to say something without saying it, but you can understand it with a tacit understanding?
Thinking that it might be the latter point, Zhan Beiye's face turned dark. Why did he think that this dog food was made up by himself?
Zhan Beixiao didn't know what he was thinking at all, and finished processing the documents.

Get up.

Walking to the sofa, Bai Yangyang saw him coming, and raised his eyes: "It will be over in half an hour."

Zhan Beixiao simply lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and meditated.

Bai Yangyang continued to write the thesis.

Zhan Beiye: "?????"

This was the first sentence he heard them say in a few hours, so indifferent?

Zhan Beiye felt that it must be because he was there, so they pretended to be reserved.

He rolled his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Breathing is smooth and even.

However, the sound of typing on the keyboard has not stopped.

He didn't move, wanting to see how long the two of them would consume.

Bai Yangyang had no idea what Zhan Beiye was thinking. After finishing the paper, he checked it and sent it to Xu Zhiqin.

She closed the computer and stretched her waist: "It's finished."

Zhan Beixiao stretched out his hand and pressed her shoulder for her: "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit, the pig's trotter soup is ready, let's go drink the soup."

Zhan Beixiao got up and led her away.

"Where's Zhan Beiye?"

"It's okay, he doesn't need soup."

The indifferent words were thrown down, and the next second, the door of the study was closed.

Zhan Beiye opened his eyes, he needs soup, he needs it!
Damn, big brother is really deceiving people too much!
Zhan Beiye got up and walked to the door, intending to go out and complain about the heartless behavior of these two people.

It is unforgivable not to take him with the soup.

He grabbed the doorknob, twisted it, and failed to open it.