Yang Jing looked at Zhang Yang, hesitated for a moment, and opened the door of the villa.
He pointed to Q7 behind Zhang Yang with a shy expression, and whispered: "Dad is not at home, but grandpa is, but he fell asleep early today. Let's keep the volume down so as not to disturb his old man."
We spoke in a lower voice, and a few words made Zhang Yang's head involuntarily float with thoughts.
Slowly driving the car into the courtyard of Yang's villa, and arriving at the living room. Under Yang Jing's guidance, she gently changed into slippers, walked past the flickering and beautiful entrance lights, and only saw Yang Jing lowering her head.
At that moment, the white face with twinkling star eyes was filled with a touch of gentleness and tranquility.
"Mei Xin is asleep!" Passing by Mei Xin's room, she said softly, "She has been sleeping very well recently, and she has become somewhat fluent in English. She can also speak two or three simple sentences in Chinese, like cola.
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Although she spoke softly, Zhang Yang still knew that she was deliberately trying to make herself feel better.
Feeling slightly warm in her heart, she stretched out her hand to gently hold her white and smooth little hand. Yang Jing was stunned for a moment, but did not break away, letting Zhang Yang hold her hand.
Entering her room, she reached out and tucked her black hair behind her ears, dimmed the lights in the bedroom slightly, looked at Zhang Yang and asked with a smile: "Have you eaten yet?"
Zhang Yang raised his hand and looked at the time. It was past nine o'clock in the evening. He had been driving for a long time like a lonely ghost. Only now did he feel what it meant to be hungry.
"Hungry!"
Hearing this, Yang Jing's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of resentment and intolerance, and she said softly: "Have you not eaten for a day? I'll make you something to eat."
"No, Sister Jing." Zhang Yang took her hand, "Do you have any instant noodles?"
"How can you eat instant noodles? It's very irritating." Yang Jing took her hand away from his, "You stay here for a while, it will be quick."
"It's better not to cook. It's okay to have bread...because I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the time for you to cook." Zhang Yang held her little hand again and said pitifully.
In fact, he was a little worried. It was so late at night that she went to cook, so she didn't disturb others.
"Then you wait a moment." Yang Jing didn't know whether she agreed or not. She opened the door and walked out quietly, twisting her slender waist.
The heating was on in the room, and the lights that were deliberately dimmed looked very soft, making people feel drowsy, but the feeling of hunger finally defeated the sleepiness.
I took a general look at Yang Jing's room and found that everything was neatly organized by her and looked very comfortable.
The room is mainly light pink, and there is a not very deliberate rose fragrance in the air, with a feeling like a half-baked young woman.
The quilt was also light pink, with tencel satin embroidered with light peonies. There was only one pillow at the head of the bed, and a throw pillow beside it. There was also an ASUS tablet thrown on the quilt. A casual look revealed that not only that, but there was also a pillow under the quilt.
Wearing a pair of light pink silk lace suspender pajamas.
It seemed that she was lying on the bed when he came.
I wanted to take a peek at her tablet, but there was a subtle knock on the door. Zhang Yang opened the door and found that Yang Jing had left and returned.
She was holding a red mug with steaming coffee in one hand, and a "Hokkaido" hand-torn cake in the other hand.
Zhang Yang hurriedly took it for her. Some monkeys were eager to drink coffee first, but Yang Jing stopped her and glanced at him complainingly. She said softly: "Be careful, it's still hot. I'll blow it for you."
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While closing the door, she took the red mug back. Her eyelids were drooped, and her long eyelashes covered her beautiful black eyes. She carefully pursed her red lips, forming a cute spiral, facing the steaming heat.
The coffee is blowing gently.
Zhang Yang stared blankly at her extremely gentle movements, and suddenly felt a little moist in his eyes.
"What are you looking at?" Seeing Zhang Yang holding the bread and staring at her blankly, Yang Jing's fair and pretty face had an inexplicable blush, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, she rolled her eyes at him with annoyance, and then said angrily
Handing the coffee carefully held in the palm of his hand to Zhang Yang.
"Almost!"
"Sister Jing, you are definitely the best wife in the world." Zhang Yang took a shallow sip. The temperature was just right. It seemed like a latte with sugar. The rich fragrance seemed to be mixed with her breath-like breath just now.
The light aroma of orchid leaves people with endless aftertaste.
"What are you talking about? Taking advantage of my sister." Yang Fei naturally reached out and pinched Zhang Yang, causing the coffee in Zhang Yang's hand to almost spill out.
"I'm serious." Zhang Yang stared at her and said seriously.
"Eat your food." Yang Jing snorted and turned her head, "You use these to fill your belly first, and I will make you some supper."
"No, I want to watch you eat."
"Glib, eat slowly." Yang Jing ignored him, walked out again, walked to the door, and added, "Don't worry, I won't disturb other people."
After saying that, his pretty face turned slightly red. Who knows why he added this sentence?
Zhang Yang is actually really hungry. Now he has experienced what it means to feel hungry. A cup of coffee and a piece of bread, as Yang Jing said, can only satisfy his stomach and cannot provide food and clothing.
So I didn't stop her.
After much deliberation, I touched the pockets of my clothes and finally found my cell phone. I took it out and saw that I had actually turned it off.
When I turned on my phone, I found that the number of unanswered calls and text messages was almost overwhelming.
Almost everyone in the villa called him or sent him text messages, of course most of them were from Lulu and Qiao Xier. Even the heartless Gao Qi made five calls and sent three text messages.
"Damn Yangzi, what's wrong? Where are you? Did you give Liu Zixuan to that one? You're embarrassed to face us. It's okay. I forgive you. Why are you missing? Your wives are going to rebel!"
"You must be very public, show up quickly, if you don't show up, I will remarry!"
"Husband, come back quickly. Qiqi will give you a blowjob tonight, okay?"
Among the nearly a hundred unread text messages, Zhang Yang actually found Tang Qiqi's. There was only one from hers, but that meant...
"What's the matter? Let's discuss it together when we go home. What's the point of hiding outside? When you did that to me, I didn't see any shame on your face."
Zhang Yang was speechless for a while. It turned out that they all thought that he and the little witch must have had some kind of super-friendship relationship this morning, and then the little witch was still so young and felt guilty and ran out. What a "reasonable" speculation.
As you can imagine, the unlucky little witch was lying in a miserable state.
By now they had probably stripped off all their clothes and inspected Gonggong Sha.
Sure enough, after reading the text message from the little witch, Zhang Yang suddenly felt sympathy.
"Brother, you are such a monster, you are a killer. I admit, I did punish you before, but you are too cruel. Don't punish me like this. I have been lying on the ground since the afternoon.
If you don't show up, they will take me to the hospital to have my hymen checked."
"Senior Brother Hundan, you are so bad. If you still don't reply to me, I will let you taste the feeling of someone stripping off your pants and examining your sister. I hate you!"
I looked at the time and saw that it was two hours ago. It had been such a long time and I guess even the hair had been plucked out.
This poor little witch!
After thinking about it, I quickly called Xu Danlu. When the call was connected, Xu Danlu heard a relieved but worried voice: "Husband, where are you? I miss you. You are alone."
Outside, we are all worried about you."
Xu Danlu, who had always been calm, actually had a slight tremor in his voice, which made Zhang Yang feel uncomfortable and at the same time felt guilty in his heart.
"I'm fine. I'm sorry for making you worry." Zhang Yang thought for a moment and said, "I just arrived at Sister Jing's place. I might not go back tonight..."
"Yeah! I understand." Xu Danlu did not express too much surprise. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Aotian..."
"You know?" Hearing her tone, Zhang Yang paused and knew that she must have known about Aotian, but thinking about it, with her current abilities, it would be weird not to know.
"Well, Brother Xiong told me, but now only Sister Qiao and I know, they don't know." They naturally refer to Gao Qi and the others. They didn't know the existence of Aotian in the first place, and Xu Danlu naturally didn't either.
Telling them made them worry, maybe it was her idea to get the little witch shot. This is how thoughtful she is.
"Lulu, I'm sorry, thank you for your hard work." Zhang Yang felt even more guilty. She must have known about Aotian for a long time, so others thought that she ran away because she gave the little witch to that person.
And knowing the truth, she had to deal with those rotten girls while worrying about herself.
It is conceivable that her heart should be heavier than anyone else's, and she should be more worried about herself.
"Idiot, just be fine, why are you sorry to me?" Xu Danlu smiled on the phone, "Okay, I will explain the rest to them, you can have a good rest."
Not long after hanging up the phone, Yang Jing came in with a bowl of noodle soup.
She might be afraid that Zhang Yang would be hungry, so she cooked it very quickly. Looking at her black hair that was a little loose due to her busy work, Zhang Yang felt warm in his heart. After filling his stomach, he put away the dishes.
, Yang Jing sneaked back into the room again.
She looked at the time and saw that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Seeing that Zhang Yang was still surfing the Internet with a tired look on her face, she stretched out her hand and gave him a gentle push, saying softly: "Stop playing and go take a bath..."
"Huh?" Zhang Yang looked back at her, and Yang Jing's face immediately turned red. Her words were so ambiguous.
"I...I didn't mean that." Yang Jing wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into. "I mean, you go take a bath first so that you can go to bed early."
"Sister Jing, I don't mean that!" Zhang Yang looked innocent, but he held on to her smooth and white little hand.
"Ignore you."
"Let's wash together!" Zhang Yang turned her body over and stared directly into her evasive beautiful eyes.
