"Okay! Stop making trouble! What's the matter? Let's talk about it later! I've been riding in the car for so long. Didn't I keep shouting about being hungry in the car? Let's go eat something, okay?" Wang Yu finally met him, wrapped his hand around Zhao Yingying's slender waist, and coaxed in a low voice. (No pop-up ad)

"Oh, it seems! Xingye, let's go eat something! Let's talk while eating! We're going on our honeymoon this time, and there are many pleasant things happening. I'll tell you later!" Zhao Yingying smiled sweetly at Wang Yu, and her body stuck to her.

Xingye nodded quietly, starry eyes flowing, and her cool eyes as cold as autumn water finally landed on the bag on Zhan Beicheng's feet. She slowly squatted down and slowly stretched out her white fingertips. Unpredictable, a big hand made her one step faster.

Zhan Beicheng only felt a cold touch on the back of his hand. He raised his head in surprise, but met a pair of clear and deep pupils, the flowing light was like a stream of ripples flowing through the mountains. The slightly rippling mountain spring, accompanied by a profound breath, was clear and moving.

He suddenly felt dull and even forgot to take his hand back.

A faint temperature slowly came through the fingertips through the thin white gloves. Starry night star pupils raised, facing the deep and sharp pupils. The elegant face was stained with a hint of surprise. Finally, she did not indulge in the deep eyes like other women. She quickly woke up. Her clear eyes faded away the light and overflowing color, and replaced it with another sharpness. She quickly looked around Zhanbeicheng. An inevitable praise flashed through her eyes, which was a very simple kind of appreciation, with a hint of respect.

She nodded gently to Zhan Beicheng, saying hello, and then slowly withdrew the hand that was on the back of Zhan Beicheng's hand and looked at Zhan Beicheng apologetically.

After all, he was a person who had been through countless big scenes, and his emotions were already free to be retracted and violently controlled! Zhan Beicheng quickly came to his senses, lowered his eyes, quickly picked up the backpack on his feet, glanced at him indifferently, and handed it to Xingye who was still squatting there.

"Remember to hold an umbrella!" His low voice had a shallow temperature. He stretched out his index finger and pointed to the big black umbrella hanging on the back of the chair opposite that was still slightly dripping.

Xingye slowly straightened up, took the bag, turned his head slightly, and swept his light eyes in the direction of Zhan Beicheng. Fang Ran remembered that he almost forgot to hold the umbrella!

A light color flashed in her beautiful eyes. She slowly turned around and nodded at Zhanbeicheng. The cool and beautiful voice was accompanied by a slight hoarseness, "Thank you!"

Her voice was far more intoxicating than he had imagined. A strange thing suddenly appeared in Zhan Beicheng's heart. His tense handsome face slightly relaxed, and his low and powerful voice then replied, "You're welcome, we've seen it, do you still remember?"

Zhan Beicheng's words made Xingye frown slightly. She thought about it briefly, and then looked at Zhan Beicheng with some regret. The meaning was obvious, and she couldn't remember it!

"A few days ago, by the ancient bridge, your painting was still with me, and it was well drawn. (No pop-up ads)" Zhan Beicheng explained calmly.

Xingye frowned and thought for a while. After a few seconds, he finally recalled the scene. A hint of looseness appeared on her white and beautiful face. She said lightly, "Well, thank you for giving it to you, let's go."

After saying that, he walked over a few steps, picked up the big black umbrella hanging on the back of the chair, and quickly followed Wang Yu and Zhao Yingying who were walking in front.

Wang Yu and Zhao Yingying are Xingye's good friends and Xingye's only two friends. They were in high school for three years. After graduating from high school, Wang Yu and Zhao Yingying went to study in the UK. Xingye went to the United States. During that time, they were still in touch with each other. This innocent and sincere friendship was preserved like this. Moreover, as time went by, this friendship became stronger and stronger. Later, Wang Yu and Zhao Yingying finally got married a few years ago after eight years of long-distance love run. The couple lived a happy life. This time, they just returned from n honeymoon trips!

Zhan Beicheng didn't say anything else, but just watched quietly as the light clear shadow slowly disappeared outside the glass door, and a warm feeling flashed through his deep eyes.

"Boy! Have you seen enough?" A female tyrannosaurus-like roar sounded, with a hint of age, but she was very confident!

Zhan Beicheng turned his face in surprise and looked forward.

A man wearing a gray coat, about seventy years old, with a slightly wrinkled face that was not angry but mighty. He was in a straight and majestic state between his eyebrows. He was neither fat nor thin, and he was quick and unrestrained at all. He didn't look like an old man in his seventies at all! But the wrinkles on his face betrayed her! He looked straightforward and kind, and very approachable!

This is not the old Buddha Yu Dan, who makes Old Master Zhan glar at all times, who can be the one in the family?

That’s right! This is the violent grandmother in Zhanbeicheng! - Yu Dan!

"Grandma!" Zhan Beicheng slowly stood up.

"Boy! Beautiful girl! Do you like someone?" Yu Dan spoke without saying a word.

Zhan Beicheng couldn't help but frowned, and had to admire the imaginative imagination of the Old Buddha, "Where did you want to go? We don't know each other!"

"If you don't know? If you don't know, can you be so polite to others? This is not like you who I know! Boy, tell me quickly, are you interested in someone?" Yu Dan clearly disbelief. She has been standing outside the crowd for a long time! She saw the two people's every move and any small expression changes on her face, and could not escape her sharp eyes!

Forget it, explanation is equivalent to concealment. Zhan Beicheng simply won’t explain it. Let her go to the random thoughts! So, he reached out to hold the hat on his head, went down from the collar, and inertially tidied up his clothes, then bent over to take the duffel bag in Yu Dan’s hand and walked directly outside!

But Zhan Beicheng forgot that sometimes, silence is equivalent to acquiescence, while Yu Dan holds the idea behind him, thinking about the calm woman in his heart, and suddenly a little conspiracy arose in his heart!

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Well, that, I'm going to get the adoption list. Does anyone want to adopt grandma, or Wuji's father, Qingwen's mother?
Chapter completed!