The night became darker and darker, and the hazy eyes seemed to be covered with a black veil, but it was slightly brightened by the moon-white light pouring from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was a mystery in the dream. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The smell of lust in the air lingered, and the afterglow of passion became clearer and clearer in the calm.

The gray duvet was casually draped on his waist, Wang Batian leaned on the head of the bed with his naked and sturdy upper body, closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort after the passion subsided, and his right hand stroked the delicate and smooth bare back of Lan Baoyi lying on his side.

Lan Baoyi rolled up the quilt and fell asleep, the itching sensation on her skin was also unconscious, and the sound of "gurgling" became louder in a quiet environment, Wang Batian chuckled lightly and opened his eyes to look at Lan Baoyi.

It turned out that the sound was made by Lan Baoyi, and now it is ten o'clock in the evening, which is right, one noon and one night of gangsters, I am afraid that I am hungry.

Wang Batian put on Lan Baoyi's bare back, stroked the wet hair between her forehead and neck, kissed her smooth face with pity, and called softly, "Baby, get up, you can't sleep anymore, it's time to be hungry." ”

Lan Baoyi woke up slowly, unable to return to her senses in a daze, so she looked at the handsome face enlarged in front of her in a daze.

With such a silly look, Wang Batian couldn't help but suck on her face, and then shook it gently, "Yi'er, get up, I'll pour you a cup of hot milk to warm your stomach first, and let someone bring hot porridge later, eat something to pad your stomach before sleeping, obedient, huh?"

Lan Baoyi nodded dizzily, obeying the protest of the gluttonous worm.

"That's good!" Wang Batian gave Lan Baoyi a loud kiss on her shiny forehead, and then walked out.

Lan Baoyi sat for a while before her spirit returned to its place, and at this moment, the telephone rang just in time, and the pleasant ringing sound was buzzing in the room with the sound of vibration.

Lan Baoyi felt on the bed for a long time, and finally found her schoolbag on the bedside table, opened the zipper, opened the schoolbag and rummaged through the phone, and pressed the answer button after finding it.

"Hey.." The voice was hoarse and magnetic, which was different from the usual clear voice, so the person on the other side of the phone did not answer immediately, but timidly reconfirmed.

"That, is that Miss Yi?"

Lan Baoyi pulled her hand a little farther away, looked at the name on the phone screen, Xiao Ling, and then leaned closer to her ear to speak, "Xiao Ling, is there something wrong?"

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then continued to report, "Miss Yi, entrusted by you, Elder Zhou has accepted Brother Ling as an apprentice, and he will go to Bentley Academy in Isa for further study in two days. ”

Bentley College is the highest grade art academy in this plane, equivalent to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts in France, the Repin Academy of Fine Arts in Russia and other world-class art schools.

"Well, I know, my brother will ask you. Lan Baoyi swallowed the saliva to moisten her dry throat and let out a hoarse sound.

Hanging up the phone, Lan Baoyi wanted to lie back to make up for sleep, and when the corner of her eyes swept to Wang Batian, who was standing outside the door, she paused.

The light outside the door entered the room, and at the same time hit Wang Batian's body, and the back light could not see the expression on Wang Batian's face, but the eyes were very clear, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

Wang Batian had already come to the door with milk when Lan Baoyi picked up the phone, and his cloudy face only broke through when he heard "Xiao Ling".

Of course he knew Xiao Ling, because Xiao Ling was the person he sent over, while doing his best to help Lan Baoyi, he secretly accepted his order, and jointly sent out Xiao Mo with interrogation methods to teach Bao Qingying, of course, all this was done secretly, and Lan Baoyi didn't know.

Wang Batian pressed the light on the wall, and the room suddenly brightened, and Lan Baoyi's eyes that had been in the dark for a long time were suddenly stimulated by the light, and she was a little uncomfortable, so she hurriedly raised her hand to block the dazzling light.

Wang Batian walked quickly to the bed, put the milk on the bedside table, and covered Lan Baoyi's eyes with his hands to help her slowly adapt to the sudden bright light.

"Are you better?" asked Wang Batian softly, with a mischievous smile in his voice.

"Hmm. Lan Baoyi pulled down Wang Batian's hand covering her eyes, and then opened her eyelids to look at him.

Wang Batian was grinning, and his delicate tiger teeth were exposed between the corners of his mouth, which was very cute.

The refreshing and refreshing smile has a bit of pampering, which reminds people of the poem "Laughing at it, how difficult it is to be alive". As described in the poem, seeing such an infectious smile, the troubles can't help but dissipate, and the heart becomes more and more calm.

Seeing Lan Baoyi looking at herself, Wang Batian couldn't resist the temptation and leaned his face closer, but Lan Baoyi turned her head sideways to dodge, Wang Batian was not annoyed, stood up and went to the wardrobe, opened the wardrobe and took out the bed table from the inner floor, and put the tray on it.

In the tray there is a glass of milk and a porcelain plate chocolate mousse cake, as well as a bowl of glutinous red dates and wolfberry porridge.

With such a delicious meal, Lan Baoyi's mouth secreted saliva surging out, sucked it out, and then swallowed it back heavily.

"Drink a glass of milk mat first, then drink some porridge, I haven't eaten for too long, I want to eat something soft and glutinous. No, let's eat. Wang Batian put the fork in the porcelain plate, put the spoon in the porridge bowl, and after setting them one by one, he picked up the milk cup and personally delivered it to Lan Baoyi.

Lan Bao Yi'an mentally accepted Wang Batian's waiting, and was very hungry, holding the milk cup, he took a big sip, and then he felt warm in his stomach.

"Don't rush, don't rush, drink slowly. He took a few sheets of paper on the bedside table, and wiped the milk stains on Lan Baoyi's upper lip dotingly, coaxing with pity.

Seeing that she was eating, she couldn't take care of herself, so she stood up and went into the toilet, picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Young Master!" came from the other end of the phone with a solemn voice.

"Well, what's going on with Bao Qingying?" Wang Batian threw out a question.

"Young master, rest assured, everything is walking according to the trajectory. The voice on the other end of the phone was somehow not as solemn as before, as if there was a faint sense of relief, but he still replied respectfully.

"Bao Qingying's affairs are all in cooperation with Yi'er, if Bao Qingying is slack, special means can be used. If Bao Qingying doesn't come back this time, you will go directly to the Martial Arts Hall to receive the punishment!" Wang Batian said lightly, as simple as saying "Hello".

"Follow the young master's instructions, Bao Qingying will definitely succeed before returning to China!" When Xiao Ling bit the words of Bao Qingying, there was a sudden sound of grinding teeth and gouging teeth.

Wang Batian heard Xiao Ling's voice of gritting his teeth, and smiled, knowing that he would definitely practice Bao Qingying well, he was relieved, but after the threat was over, the Huairou policy was still needed.

"Xiao Ling, I heard that Liu Liu'er is your sister?"

Xiao Ling on the other end of the phone suddenly became nervous, but he still replied stubbornly.

"Yes. ”

"Xiao Ling, do it well, this matter is also good for you, isn't it?"

"Yes, young master, don't worry. The other end of the phone suddenly sighed, obviously knowing about Liu Liuer and Bao Qingying. But even so, there is nothing to be done.

Wang Batian hung up the phone and smiled triumphantly. Xiao Ling reassured him, of course he was relieved, what was there to worry about? Who else was more competent than Xiao Ling in this matter? The answer was, no!