"Have you had lunch?"

Bai Cha put on his headphones, turned on the online car-hailing software, and hurried out of the community.

She knew that Wen Yan needed him very much now.

Wen Yan was sitting in the car smoking a cigarette.

He spit out a mouthful of white mist and nodded in a muffled manner, which was considered to be a answer to the question of Baicha.

He didn't want to cheat on Baicha, nor did he want to worry her.

Bai Lin's affairs were already annoyed enough for her.

If there is any problem with her, she will definitely not be able to stay with Bai Lin with peace of mind.

With Bai Lin's personality, he would not let her go.

Then it will only make a huge mess.

Rather than doing this, it is better to hide it directly.

Besides, he's fine...

Looking down at the cigarette burning between his fingers, he flipped off the soot in front, put the cigarette into his mouth, and took another sip.

Fortunately, the white tea will not come back until the evening.

In this way, even if he smokes a few more, he can just take a shower, brush his teeth and change his clothes before going home at night and the smell on his body will dissipate.

He thought with joy in his suffering.

Take out a necklace from your pocket.

It was a very simple necklace, the pendant was a beautiful white camellia with broken diamonds inlaid in the middle, shining in the sunlight.

This was what he planned to give to white tea when he was seven years old.

Unfortunately, God made a joke with him.

Because of that day, Baicha disappeared from his life for twenty years.

But in the end she appeared.

This time, he will not let her slip away again!

After all, apart from white tea, he has nothing to nostalgic for this world...

As long as the white tea can be good, it doesn’t matter how much the price he pays…

Bai Cha listened to Wen Yan's low and hoarse voice, and was silent for several seconds before whispering:

"fraud."

I still don't know what kind of personality he has.

And the one who died was not someone else, but Yang Shu, his biological mother.

Although Yang Shu treats him badly and he has no feelings for Yang Shu, they are mother and son.

He sent himself to solve Yang Shu.

This is almost equivalent to sending Yang Shu on the way with him.

Of course she didn't think Wen Yan felt sad at this time.

He may just be a little confused and needs a simple hug.

Sighing slightly in my heart:

"I'm back to the Demon Administration Bureau now."

Without waiting for Wen Yan to speak, she continued:

"I know you are in the Demon Administration Bureau now.

You are not allowed to go anywhere!

Just waiting for me in the office or in the car!

If I can’t see you when I go back, Wen Yan, then you will never think of seeing me again in your life!”

Wen Yan was stunned for a second, his voice was filled with uncoverable shock:

"You... are you going to come back?

Bai Lin…”

Before Wen Yan could speak, Bai Cha had already interrupted him:

"Bai Lin is a thousand-year-old fairy. If he can't handle this matter well, he will not be Bai Lin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Baicha’s online car-hailing service arrived.

She quickly got into the car and did not allow Wen Yan to hang up the phone.

At this point, Wen Yan on the other side of the phone was completely panicked.

He, he smoked as much as half a box of cigarettes together.

The smell must be very heavy!

Looking at the cigarettes that were still burning in his hand, he hurriedly pressed them to extinguish them.

I hung up Baicha’s phone call in a hurry and reluctantly.

He quickly got out of the car and took the elevator back to the office.

After taking a battle bath in three minutes, Wen Yan quickly blew his hair and brushed his teeth.

The hair blowing process is quite long.

Wen Yan can only compress the time to brush his teeth.

But even so, he didn't dare to be careless, and he made three attempts in total.

He blocked his palm in front of his lips and breathed a breath. A faint and clear mint smell entered his nose, and he couldn't smell any other smell.

Very good, no smoke smell.

That piece of clothing must not be worn, and it cannot be discovered by white tea!

He found a paper bag to put his clothes on and prepared to go back to wash it quietly in the evening.

As for clothes, he will put two or three sets of clothes in the lounge.

After coming out of the bathroom, Wen Yan found a set of clothes similar to that this morning. He just put on his left leg and the door of the lounge was pushed open from outside with a "bang".

Wen Yan stared blankly at the white tea breaking into the door.

Bai Cha was also stunned, and then his eyes were quickly looking at the man!

This was the first time she saw a man's body.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, perfect body proportions, smooth and not exaggerated muscle lines, and huge hidden under boxer underwear...

Baicha coughed softly, quickly covering up his loss of composure.

"You, you keep going, no, don't turn me off."

After saying that, she reluctantly brought the door.

Resting against the wall, Bai Cha's face turned slightly red.

My mind is full of Wen Yan's perfect body, so manly!!

The excitement faded, and the rationality of white tea gradually returned.

At noon, why did Wen Yan change his clothes?

And it's not a replacement, it's a whole set!

What do you need to change a whole set of clothes?

Just as he was thinking, Wen Yan had already come out of the house.

He wore a black shirt on the upper body and a pair of well-tailored trousers on the lower body.

Bai Cha took a casual look and saw Wen Yan's perky buttocks, and couldn't help but think of the scene just now.

Her fingers were opened and closed behind her, but in the end she did not make any excessive moves.

After glanced at Wen Yan's shirt, Bai Cha suddenly spoke: "Do you wear a shirt clip?"

This was the first time Wen Yan heard of such things, and he did not hide his ignorance: "What is that?"

"A tool that prevents the shirt from deforming. I'll place an order right away and you'll be able to use it tomorrow!"

After saying that, Baicha showed a simple and harmless smile.

Wen Yan always thought Baicha’s smile looked weird, but the shirt clip sounded like a very normal thing.

Anyway, white tea won't harm him.

Wen Yan nodded: "Just make a decision."
To be continued...