Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Chapter 478 After 3 years, she got drunk again and crashed into Zhan Beixiao's arms

"Boom" sound.

The spoon was snapped off, and all the executives turned pale, looking at Zhan Beixiao with fear in their eyes.

He threw the broken spoon on the table and made a clear voice: "If you let me know that you have other thoughts, I will let you know the consequences."

The faces of the executives were ashen.

Zhan Beixiao left for three years, and after he came back, he was even more ruthless than three years ago.

Without waiting for the executives to show their loyalty, Zhan Beixiao got up and left. The noble and extraordinary man melted into the night, and the executives behind him seemed to be exhausted, and they couldn't even speak.

Qi Bei followed behind Zhan Beixiao: "Master Zhan, do these executives need to be dealt with?"

Those who are placed by the collateral will not be sincere to them.

"Being not."

Zhan Beixiao unbuttoned his little vest and drank some wine at night, feeling a little hot for no reason.

"Go and drive first, I'll blow the wind here."

"Yes."

After Qi Bei left, Zhan Beixiao stood in the corridor, looking up at the front.

The view is excellent.

What catches the eye is the atrium square, with lush trees and winding pavilions.

The breeze blew away the alcohol, Zhan Beixiao straightened his clothes, turned and left.

Unexpectedly, a figure crashed into his arms, and the strong smell of alcohol made Zhan Beixiao frown: "Who is it?"

Bai Yangyang drank the glass of spirits, feeling a little overwhelmed.

She found a reason and stumbled out of the box, never wanting to crash into the arms of a man.

Bai Yangyang smelled a familiar scent, and hugged Zhan Beixiao's waist with his small hands, exerting a little force.

"Zhan Beixiao."

She opened her mouth in a low voice with tears in her eyes: "You are finally back."

Zhan Beixiao looked at Bai Yangyang, who was quite drunk, and made a gesture to break her hand away, rubbing between his brows: "Let go."

After Bai Yangyang drank, his strength was extraordinarily strong, and he hugged him and refused to let go.

She has a stomachache.

Brain pain.

It hurts all over.

Seeing her flushed face, Zhan Beixiao expected her to be unconscious, so he spread his hands towards her.

"Mobile phone, give me."

Pushed away by him, Bai Yangyang blinked and looked at his hands, thinking.

In the next second, she leaned over, her chin rested on his hand, her smiling eyes were as bright as stars: "Zhan Beixiao, you really know how to flirt!"

She watched a video before, in which a boy hugged a girl's chin, which perfectly explained what it meant to hold in the palm of his hand.

She didn't expect that Zhan Beixiao also learned this trick.

Zhan Beixiao: ...

He just wants to get his phone!

Bai Yangyang was so drunk that he couldn't even stand still. For some reason, he hugged her waist and refused to let go.

Zhan Beixiao rubbed the center of his brows, his head ached.

Qi Bei drove the car outside the door, but he didn't wait for Zhan Beixiao to come out.

I thought something was wrong, so I walked in to check, and when I saw the two hugging each other, I immediately understood.

"Master Zhan, why don't you send Miss Bai back?"

Zhan Beixiao looked at Qi Bei: "Where does she live?"

"Yue—" Qi Bei subconsciously wanted to tell Bai Yangyang's address, but after thinking about it, he sent it back, how to cultivate feelings?

"Master Zhan, I haven't checked yet, how about taking it back to the Vietnamese mansion?"

Qi Bei tentatively looked at Zhan Beixiao, seeing the man's face darken, he immediately added.

"Master Zhan, Miss Bai drank too much, it would be too dangerous to throw it here..."

Zhan Beixiao's expression did not change, and in the next second, he hugged Bai Yangyang horizontally: "Go back to the Vietnam mansion."

Qi Bei had an expression on his face that I understood.

Zhan Beixiao stuffed Bai Yangyang into the car, and then sat in the back seat.

After Qi Bei got into the car, he raised the tailgate sensibly, the black car started, and went straight to the Vietnamese mansion.

Bai Yangyang was really drunk.

Lying on the seat, the sound of breathing was slightly rapid, a bit of drunkenness shrouded a fair face, and the body was curled up like a small shrimp, extremely insecure.

Zhan Beixiao rolled down the car window, trying to blow away the smell of alcohol in the car with air.

The temperature was low at night, Bai Yangyang was only wearing a thin coat, and subconsciously let out a groan.

"Zhan Beixiao, I'm cold."

She spoke pitifully, her eyes were obviously closed, but she seemed to be able to see the grievance in her eyes.

Zhan Beixiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, took off his coat, put it on her body, and closed his eyes to rest.

The sound of breathing in the rear compartment gradually stabilized, and the smell of alcohol was carried away by the air, but there was a sense of dryness and heat for no reason.

The man reached out and took off his tie, unbuttoned it, and his whole body was shrouded in the moonlight, elegant and luxurious, making people daunting.

Arrive at the Vietnam Residence.

Zhan Beixiao walked into the mansion with Bai Yangyang in his arms, and the housekeeper greeted him.

Seeing the unfeminine Zhan Beixiao hugging a woman, that person was still Bai Yangyang, his expression changed slightly, and he said:

"Master Zhan, do you need to prepare hangover soup?"

The butler has been with Zhan Beixiao for many years, and knowing the entanglement between them, he thought they were reconciled, and he was very relieved.

"Ah."

Zhan Beixiao carried Bai Yangyang upstairs with his usual expression.

The butler looked at Qi Bei: "Master Zhan and Miss Bai are reconciled?"

"No, Miss Bai drank too much." Qi Bei shook his head: "Don't talk too much, let alone what happened before."

Lord Zhan kept silent about the affairs of the imperial capital in recent years.

He once tentatively mentioned Bai Yangyang's name, and was almost thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

The housekeeper understood the meaning of his words: "Got it."

……

Zhan Beixiao put Bai Yangyang in the guest room, she seemed to wake up, smelled her own body, and clamored to take a bath.

Zhan Beixiao stood by the bed, looking down at her: "Go to the bathroom by yourself."

Bai Yangyang seemed to be awake, sitting on the bed, blinking, seeing him standing in front of him, the circles of his eyes suddenly turned red.

She said nothing.

After a long time, he fell on the bed and said, "I'm dreaming again."

Zhan Beixiao is back.

But I don't like her anymore, and I don't even want to talk, how could I appear here?

Hearing her murmur, Zhan Beixiao felt as if his heart had been hit hard, sore and sore.

There was a knock on the door.

It was the butler who came to deliver hangover soup.

"Get two maids over here."

She was clamoring to take a bath just now.

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment: "Master Zhan, you forgot that there is no one else in the house except me."

Zhan Beixiao has always disliked being served by others.

Apart from the housekeeper, there is only the cook who is in charge of cooking, but the cook goes home at night and does not stay overnight.

Zhan Beixiao held the small bowl, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "Okay, let's rest early."

The butler leaves.

Zhan Beixiao carried the hangover soup, walked to the bedside, pulled Bai Yangyang up, put the quilt behind her waist, and stretched out his hand to break her chin, forcing her to open her mouth: "Drink some hangover soup."

Bai Yangyang was woken up, her brows furrowed uncomfortably.

The drunkenness receded and returned, she covered her mouth, feeling sick, she spit all of her mouth into Zhan Beixiao's arms!

The moist feeling mixed with the smell of alcohol hit Zhan Beixiao's forehead with bruised veins.

The hand pinching her chin was slightly harder, and her breath was slightly short.

After Bai Yangyang vomited, he fell asleep without any guilt.

Zhan Beixiao put down the hangover soup, left the guest room, returned to the bedroom, took a shower, and then came back.

The sheets were messed up, Zhan Beixiao walked over, picked her up, and threw her into the bathtub.

He took new sheets and quilts and put them on, and informed the housekeeper to find a set of women's pajamas and send them over.

The butler moved very quickly. When he brought the pajamas over, he looked back with gossip: "Master Zhan, do you need help?"

"No need."

Zhan Beixiao closed the door with his backhand, and walked into the bathroom with his pajamas.

Bai Yangyang stopped vomiting after vomiting, leaning on the bathtub, drowsy.

Zhan Beixiao took a deep breath, took off her clothes, washed them all, put on her pajamas, and threw her back on the bed.

He didn't leave until Bai Yangyang fell asleep, and went back to the bedroom.

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