WHITE LOTUS [QUICK WEAR]

II

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Bai Lian and Zhan Yan, the two big guys, looked at each other as if no one else was watching, which surprised the big shots at the banquet. , all suspected that the way they opened their eyes was wrong.

You must know that Zhan Yan has hated the young master of the Bai family for more than a day or two. It was well known at the time that Zhan Yan did not care about the face of the Bai family and scolded the pampered young master of the Bai family in public for his little lover.

But now looking at this posture, the two people who were disgusted with each other were "flirting". Zhan Yan was coaxing the young master beside him tenderly throughout the whole process, and An Siran, who was recently enjoying Zhan Yan's favour. The little lover, being left aside, looked as ugly as possible.

They can only lament that your circle is really chaotic.

A sense of crisis arose spontaneously. An Siran stood on tiptoes and hugged Zhan Yan's shoulders, proclaiming her sovereignty provocatively: "Zhan Yan - come to my house tonight, I will cook by myself. Don't you like what I cook the most? Are you ready?"

The intimate gesture that he thought was unnecessary now made Zhan Yan feel uncomfortable, especially being stared at by those wet Bambi eyes. Zhan Yan felt even more bored, so he pushed An Silan away. , rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "I'm sorry, I'm a little tired."

An Siran, who he loved to death in the past, became a stranger to him tonight, and he couldn't bear the other person's simple touch.

Being treated so coldly by Zhan Yan, An Siran's eyes were sinister: "Zhan Yan, do you like him?"

"So fierce~" Bai Lian was frightened by An Siran's gloomy face and venomous eyes. She immediately hugged Zhan Yan's waist and shrank into his arms, leaving only a cute and fluffy back.

Being surrounded by the refreshing and clean smell of the other party, Zhan Yan's body stiffened in vain, but he did not choose to push him away, greedily enjoying Bai Lian's dependence.

The warm and generous embrace made Bai Lian inexplicably reassured. He was no longer so repelled by the idea of eating his own banquet. He popped his head out secretly and yawned carefully, his eyelashes curled as long as butterfly wings. Finely crush water droplets.

Bai Lian's every move did not escape Zhan Yan's eyes, and Zhan Yan was a little distracted by his delicious appearance.

But the other party didn't know it yet. His voice was soft and sweet, and he was so sweet: "Well, I'm sleepy."

Zhan Yan completely forgot about An Siran. He grabbed the back of Bai Lian's hand that was about to rub his eyes, and palmed it. The delicate skin underneath seems to be sucking into his palm, making people unable to put it down. He put his arms around the other party's thin waist to bring the little thing closer to him, and placed his lips gently against his fair ear, coaxing him: "Would you like to come to my house, huh?"

The magnetic and sexy voice penetrated the eardrums. This voice It was so charming that Bai Lian's brain froze on the spot and he stupidly forgot to answer.

Zhan Yan's chest trembled and he laughed out loud: "If you don't answer,

I'll assume you agreed." At this time, Zhan Yan looked like an old gangster who wanted to rob people and smuggle people into his lair. .