Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Zhan Beixiao shrugged: "We are guests, and he is the host. It's normal to carry things."

Bai Yangyang vaguely noticed that he didn't seem to like Mo Beicheng very much.

"You don't like little uncle?"

"He is a man, he needs me to like him?"

The Mo people were all in the living room, and there was no one in the garden.

Zhan Beixiao panicked, took her into the garden, and went straight to the nearest gazebo.

Bai Yangyang was picked up by him, placed on his lap, and his big hand fell on her waist, with his usual expression.

Bai Yangyang bowed his head: "Don't you want to come?"

"No."

"Mo Zhixin will come too." Bai Yangyang thought that he felt terrified at the thought of meeting Mo Zhixin, and his heart ached for a moment.

"Mo Zhixin is now a great hero of the Mo family. If she dares to bully you at the dinner table later, I won't let her succeed."

When Zhan Beixiao heard this, he was a little funny.

She misunderstood.

First of all, he simply doesn't like to face elders.

Secondly, he doesn't like the Mo family, but they have a constant blood relationship with Bai Yangyang.

He's just not used to this kind of relationship.

Not because of Mo Zhixin...

Seeing that he was silent, Bai Yangyang imagined a lot of his inner drama, and kissed his thin lips while there was no one around.

"Don't be unhappy, just treat Mo Zhixin as a Chinese cabbage later... Let's leave after dinner, and at most go see the old man, shall we?"

Zhan Beixiao's eyes moved slightly, facing the little white sheep who offered to come to his door, how could he be willing to push him away.

His brows and eyes drooped, his shoulders struggled indistinctly, and then he hummed.

It seems that the poor little girl who has been wronged has to surrender because of her.

Bai Yangyang felt more and more distressed.

Zhan Beixiao clasped her hand and raised his eyes: "Kiss me."

"what?"

Bai Yangyang froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand what Zhan Beixiao said.

Zhan Beixiao's eyes were dark, implying a bit of fragility: "Kiss me, I'll be happy."

Bai Yangyang's face turned red, but she still resisted.

"This...is a garden, in case—"

Zhan Beixiao's eyes dimmed instantly, his beautiful eyes were covered with mist, which made Bai Yangyang's heart tremble.

She didn't have time to think too much, she lowered her head, and wet and hot kisses fell on his lips.

The two were intimate a lot.

But she seldom takes the initiative, and almost always accepts it passively.

He was extremely jerky at the moment, coupled with the fear of being discovered, his whole body went stiff.

Zhan Beixiao turned against the guest, stood up, pressed her against the pillar beside him, and completely brought her into his sphere of influence.

Bai Yangyang was kissed in a daze, her small hands clutched the front of her shirt, her knuckles were slightly white.

The flowers in the garden are in full bloom, and the air is filled with a faint scent of flowers.

Mixed with the scent of rosin on the man's body, Bai Yangyang couldn't resist and completely surrendered.

"Hey, two, it's almost there, can you stop?"

Mo Beicheng followed behind with his things, watching them go to the garden, but did not stop them.

Handing the gift box to the butler to put it away, watching the chess game for a while, until Mo Zhixin came, neither of them came back.

Then I went to the garden to find it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came in, he saw Zhan Beixiao pulling Bai Yangyang to make trouble, and when he heard what Zhan Beixiao said, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Would Zhan Beixiao be unhappy because of Mo Zhixin?
If his mental quality is so poor, can he endure Zhan Jinnan for so many years?

But he still used this reason to seduce Yangyang, he took a deep breath and didn't intend to speak.

Who knows that this person has no concept of time at all!
He even suspected that Bai Yangyang would be suffocated to death, so he opened his mouth to break the entanglement between the two.

Bai Yangyang shuddered, and subconsciously pushed Bei Xiao.

Zhan Beixiao was disturbed, especially unhappy, his brows frowned.

"Little uncle is here, I... um..."

Bai Yangyang is awake now, his face is red, thinking that Mobei City has seen everything, he can't wait to dig a hole and bury himself in it.

Zhan Beixiao held the back of her head, took her into his arms, and turned his head.

He glanced at Mo Beicheng coldly, with a warning in his eyes: "Don't tell me Mr. Mo doesn't know the principle of seeing no evil?"

Mo Beicheng was not stage-frightened either, and crossed his arms around his chest: "Don't you know that this is from the Mo family, what's the proper way to be tired and crooked?"

"President Mo may not understand my current situation. After all, President Mo seems to be single."

Zhan Beixiao changed his previous humbleness and mocked coldly.

Mo Beicheng's face darkened.

You are noble, you are amazing, you show your affection in front of me!

He gritted his teeth, wishing he could punch this face, it was too bullying!

Bai Yangyang felt something was wrong, pulled Zhan Beixiao's lapel, and reminded in a low voice: "Master Zhan, stop talking."

Zhan Beixiao snorted softly, stepped back a little, and led her by the hand: "Go, let's go in."

Bai Yangyang was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look at Mo Beicheng's face, so he followed behind and left quickly.

Mo Beicheng rolled his eyes angrily.

Oh shit.

The flowers raised were brought up in pots, and he was even ridiculed for being a single dog!

well.

He wrote down this account!

Zhan Beixiao led Bai Yangyang into the living room, and the Mo family was silent for a moment.

But fortunately, someone soon came forward to ease the atmosphere, and Zhan Beixiao greeted them one by one.

"Yangyang, come here."

Mo Qingshuang raised her hand to signal Bai Yangyang to say hello to Old Man Mo.

Bai Yangyang followed up and obediently called out to grandpa, which made the old man smile, he took her hand and asked a lot of concerned questions.

Zhan Beixiao sat at the side, and the servant poured tea for him attentively, not daring to neglect him.

He was holding the teacup, and his eyes fell on Bai Yangyang. She smiled sweetly and chatted happily with the old man.

Mo Qingshuang must have cried, her eyes were flushed.

But fortunately, the atmosphere in the living room was quite harmonious. After talking, Bai Yangyang worried that Zhan Beixiao was not used to it, so he returned to him.

"Master Zhan, are you alright?"

Zhan Beixiao shook his head. Given the presence of his elders, he didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary. He put one hand on the sofa and gently pulled her into his arms, feeling extremely possessive.

Mo Zhixin was also looking at Zhan Beixiao.

There was a bit of fear in her eyes, but she also seemed to be disdainful.

When Mo Zhixin met Zhan Beixiao for the first time, he was just seven years old at the time. He was wearing a white knitted sweater, carved with powder and jade, and he looked extremely good.

But those eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, with no other emotions except coolness.

She still wanted to be provocative at the time, but Zhan Beixiao's gaze stopped her.

Until now, Mo Zhixin still has lingering fears about Zhan Beixiao.

20 years have passed, and Zhan Beixiao has become more and more outstanding, and the inherent noble aura has been honed over time, and it is so strong that ordinary people can't stand it at all.

Even Mo Zhixin can't stand it.

Bai Yangyang noticed Mo Zhixin's eyes, and his eyes changed slightly.

At this time, the great aunt Guan Lan came out with a plate of fruit, smiling: "Come, come, eat some fruit, dinner will be served soon."

Zhan Beixiao took off his coat, unbuttoned his cuffs, and rolled up his sleeves: "Does the kitchen still need someone? Let me help."

After the words fell, without waiting for Guan Lan to answer, he walked directly into the kitchen.

"Yangyang, this—"

Guan Lan didn't expect that Zhan Beixiao, who was having a good time outside, would take the initiative to enter the kitchen.

"Auntie, it's okay. Master Zhan also cooks on weekdays. I'll go and have a look. You can rest for a while."

Bai Yangyang knew that Zhan Beixiao's entry into the kitchen was just an excuse, he simply felt that Mo Zhi was an eyesore.

Guan Lan didn't stop him either.

Bai Yangyang stood up, but Mo Beicheng grabbed his hand, "Come with me."