Zhan Bei Xiao carried Bai Yangyang into the bathroom, put her into the bathtub, and helped her clean her whole body, changed into new pajamas, and then carried her to the bedroom.

She slept heavily and didn't wake up all the time.

After serving her, Zhan Beixiao walked back to the bathroom, took a shower, and fell asleep in her arms with Bai Yangyang.

In the past half month, he had almost no rest.

Now that Wen Xiang is in her arms, he doesn't want to think about those things, he just wants to hold her and have a good rest.

The fragrance filled the nose, Zhan Beixiao kissed her face, and suddenly thought it was open.

Forget it, as long as she is still there, everything will be fine.

As long as she can stay.

Bai Yangyang slept very deeply. When he woke up, something was wrapped around his waist.

She tried to struggle, but failed again and again.

After a long time, Bai Yangyang supported his heavy eyelids, and what caught his eye was Zhan Beixiao's face.

He was as beautiful as ever, with picturesque eyebrows, but Bai Yangyang no longer had the ability to appreciate his beauty, so she just wanted to escape.

Everything that happened last night was instantly regained, and it was all played in my mind.

He and other women smiled sweetly, oh, that was his childhood sweetheart.

Thinking of this, Bai Yangyang pushed Zhan Beixiao away, wrapped himself in his pajamas, and left quietly.

She pushed open the door of the house, and Song Xi, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately looked over: "Sister, you are back."

His face was not good, and his eyes were covered with blood.

"What's wrong? You haven't had a rest?"

Song Xi saw Bai Yangyang being taken away by Zhan Beixiao last night, and he never dared to close his eyes, worried that she would be bullied.

Now seeing Bai Yangyang coming back, I breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister, why did you be with Zhan Beixiao last night?"

I used to call him Master Zhan, but it made his sister unhappy and was only worthy of being called by her name.

“I drank too much last night.”

Bai Yangyang smiled embarrassedly: "Don't worry about me, go and have a rest."

Song Xi nodded: "Okay."

Bai Yangyang returned to her room, closed the door with his backhand, leaning against the door panel, and what happened last night came to her heart again. She covered her face and her eyes were slightly red.

After a long time, Bai Yangyang walked into the bathroom and covered it with warm water. His originally scarlet eye sockets gradually became clear.

After washing up, Bai Yangyang walked out of the room and planned to make some food.

I drank too much last night, and now my stomach is uncomfortable, I keep curling up and the pain continues to spread.

Bai Yangyang cooked white porridge and stuttered some casually with two plates of side dishes.

After eating, Bai Yangyang changed his clothes and planned to go to the dance troupe.

I've been busy doing experiments recently, and I forgot to go to the dance troupe to train.

She carried her schoolbag and opened the door.

A figure stood at the door opposite, Yuan Rushuang.

When Yuan Rushuang heard the sound of the door opening, she turned around and met Bai Yangyang's cold eyes.

"Miss Bai."

Yuan Rushuang smiled and said, "Good morning."

When Bai Yangyang saw Yuan Rushuang, he remembered what happened before. She was not so generous and could not keep a smile when fighting against the people around Bei Xiao.

"Is there anything wrong with Miss Yuan looking for Zhan Beixiao?"

"That's right. He helped me a lot in Pingran before. I knew he liked to eat pastries from Chestnut House, so I went to buy pastries and wanted to give them to him."

Yuan Rushuang's word is pearls, as if reminding Bai Yangyang that they had a happy time when they were in Pingran.

Bai Yangyang's mouth froze when he heard this.

His fingers were curled up involuntarily, and his sharp nails pierced into his palms, constantly reminding Bai Yangyang of what had happened in the past.

"So that's it, Miss Yuan, I have something to do, I'll leave first."

Yuan Rushuang stopped Bai Yangyang: "Miss Bai, can you tell me the password of A Xiao's door?"

She tried many passwords but failed.

Bai Yangyang didn't really want to tell Yuan Rushuang.

Yuan Rushuang saw Bai Yangyang’s thoughts and smiled: “Miss Bai, you actually misunderstood. A Xiao and I are just friends for many years, and I don’t like him…”

Bai Yangyang frowned, why did she smell a tea smell?

Yuan Rushuang said this to this point. Bai Yangyang felt that if she didn't open the door, she might be crying next.

She walked to the door, reached out to enter the password, and then glanced at Yuan Rushuang: "Miss Yuan, what is your relationship with Zhan Beixiao? It's your business. Don't need to explain it to me. It's getting late, I'll leave first."

She turned and left.

Yuan Rushuang looked at her back and curled her lips.

She brought the pastry box into Zhan Beixiao's house, and she closed the door with her backhand.

Bai Yangyang walked out of the crescent-shaped building, and her heart seemed to be stuffed with straw, dry and astringent, but she couldn't get rid of this emotion for a while.

After getting on the bus, Bai Yangyang took a deep breath, barely suppressed his anger, and drove to the Qinghong Dance Troupe.

...

When Zhan Beixiao woke up, he heard the sound of cooking coming from outside the door.

He glanced at Kong Luoluo's arms and thought it was Bai Yangyang in the kitchen.

He got up, walked out of the room, and saw the person busy in the kitchen, not Bai Yangyang.

"How could you be here?"

Zhan Beixiao looked at Yuan Rushuang impatiently, as if he was a little surprised.

Yuan Rushuang smiled and said, "You helped me a lot in Pingran before. I want to make you breakfast. Thank you."

"I'm asking, how did you come in?"

I know very little about the door password.

"It was the password entered by Miss Bai." Yuan Rushuang smiled and said, "You can go to the restaurant and wait a while, the meal will start soon."

She was skillful in her posture and kept stirring the porridge in the pot in her hand, as if she had made it thousands of times.

Zhan Beixiao's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Early in the morning, he appeared at his home and Yuan Rushuang did something wrong.

But after all, he was a friend for many years. Zhan Beixiao didn't say anything directly and turned around and entered the bedroom.

After taking a shower, he called Bai Yangyang, but there was no answer.

He rubbed his cell phone and was about to call again.

A knock on the door sounded: "A Xiao, it's time to eat."

Zhan Beixiao nodded, opened the door and walked out.

Yuan Rushuang has good craftsmanship and exquisite breakfast. Zhan Beixiao pulled out the chair and sat down.

When I raised my eyes, I realized that the apron she was wearing was Bai Yangyang.

"Apron, take it off."

Yuan Rushuang was stunned for a moment and did not move.

"That's from Yangyang, don't touch it in the future."

He didn't touch the breakfast made by Yuan Rushuang, so he went to bake two slices of bread and made a cup of coffee by himself.

Yuan Rushuang looked at his movements and looked pale-

"A Xiao, you..."

"Don't come to my house without my permission in the future." Zhan Beixiao took a sip of coffee, his handsome face slightly impatient.

He and Bai Yangyang have not yet made up.

He doesn't want to cause anything again.

Besides, Yuan Rushuang's behavior is easy to misunderstand.
Chapter completed!