Bo Zhanye didn't know why, when he thought of the picture of Lan Xixi and Bo Xilang's intimacy, he was damn irritable.

But, five minutes passed, six minutes passed, eight minutes passed, and ten minutes passed......

There's no movement outside!

There was no reply to the text message either!

Well, ignore him?

Frustrated, he put down his phone and walked out the door.

"Daddy, what are you going to do?" Bo Xiaomo was so noisy that he couldn't fall asleep and sat up.

Bo Zhanye's footsteps paused: "Catch wild cats." ”

Then, stride out the meteor.

At night, the courtyard is dark, and even if there are street lights, the light is not bright because of the lush trees, and the leaves rustle in the evening breeze, and there are frogs chirping in the pond.

Deep and terrifying.

The man wore a bathrobe and walked all the way towards Beiyuan.

The servant on patrol was looking east and west, and when he turned his head, he was stunned to find a white shadow in front of him, and his face turned pale with fright, and he staggered:

"Ahh Hell! ”

It's loud.

Bo Zhanye twisted his eyebrows, and he was already angry, and said unhappily:

"Where's the ghost? Catch it out and I'll see. ”

Forehead!

This voice is the Ninth Master!

actually said that the high Ninth Master was a ghost! It's even scarier than meeting a real ghost!

"I'm sorry Ninth Master, the main thing is that you came out in a bathrobe on this big night, I didn't see it clearly.

Ninth Master, are you in a hurry? Do you want me to help? I will definitely do my best to die and make up for it! ”

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Bo Zhanye was too lazy to listen to people's sycophants, and he was not in the mood to clean him up, so he walked towards the front with noble steps.

However, when he reached a gazebo, he paused, and his whole face darkened.

What's he doing?

Wearing a bathrobe and slippers to go out at night, I have never been so out of control!

Damn it!

What qualifications does that woman have to mess him up so much, and still be in Bo Xilang's arms?

He's going to let her get over on herself!

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Monansi:

Bo Xilang seems to have been very idle lately, and immediately broke him away. Then, tell Lan Xixi that Xiaomo is sick, if she doesn't come, she will never want to see Xiaomo in the future. ”

Mo Nanxi, who received the call in the middle of the night, looked confused, what the hell? Is the little master sick?

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

He has always been the number one, and he finishes things in the fastest time, and at the same time makes perfect calls to Xiao Zi and the phone.

……

Lan Xixi rushed to Bo Zhanye's private courtyard five minutes after receiving a call from Beiyuan.

Seeing the man standing in the courtyard, wearing a white bathrobe, his face was as dark as Tan, and he subconsciously thought that Xiaomo's condition was very serious.

"Where's Xiaomo? How about Xiaomo? Wasn't it okay just night? Why did you get sick all of a sudden? ”

Bo Zhan Ye lowered his eyes and swept her.

The woman wears a set of white pajamas with fungus, which is not revealing, but with right-angled shoulders, thin arms, and slender legs, there is temptation everywhere.

Seems to have lost weight?

How many days with Bo Xilang and singing every night?

He had a cold face: "You are late, you are not qualified to see Xiaomo." ”

"I rushed over as soon as I got the call! I fell because I was running in slippers, and I didn't believe it, I still had a knee injury. Lan Xixi lifted her leg and showed the wound.

He can question anything about her, but he can't question how much she cares about Xiaomo!

The woman's breath was too direct, her chin was slightly raised, and her eyes were full of anxiety.

Bo Zhanye stared at her wound, and the corner of his lips sneered:

"In your eyes, I'm not as good as a three-year-old."

Even if it was his own son, Bo Zhanye felt very annoyed that he had lost!

"Huh?" Lan Xixi frowned, not understanding what he was talking about.

Bo Zhanye retracted his gaze and asked coldly and ruthlessly:

"Knowing that Xiaomo doesn't accept you being with his brother and does things that hurt him, do you think you have the face to look at him?"

Is there one?

It seems that Bo Xilang said that Xiaomo told him to come!

Could it be that Xiaomo is a tearful blessing?

Lan Xixi pursed her lips: "Let me talk to Xiaomo, I will enlighten him." ”

"Heh, you think I'm going to let you see him easily?

Go cook and do it to my satisfaction, I will consider it. ”

God code!

"Cooking for the big night? Besides, your son is sick, do you still have the heart to eat? "Lanxi Xi is not in one place.

Bo Zhan Ye carried his pocket with one hand, and his posture was as cold as the moon in the sky:

"It's okay if you don't do it, get out."

Lanxixi: "......"

Sick dog man!

Forget it, for Xiaomo's sake, she endures.

She bypassed him and went straight to the kitchen and turned on the light to cook.

About half an hour, a bowl of fragrant noodles appeared, full of color and flavor.

Bo Zhanye's eyebrows tightened: "You want to send me away with a bowl of noodles?" Do you think I'm a beggar? Or a bum? ”

What's wrong with the noodles, she also put a lot of thought into it! Besides, beggars eat leftovers, where is this good!

Lan Xixi resisted the urge to blow his dog's head: "You want to eat rich, right?" Yes. ”

She turned around and went back to the kitchen, took out all the dishes in the fridge, and made them in a rage.

"That's the attitude you have when you cook? Are you sure that the food made with resentment will not be poisonous? ”

Lan Xixi held the hand of the kitchen knife for a moment.

She swore that there would never be a time more than this time to want to kill!

"What exactly do you want to do? Is it painful for you to torture me? ”

Joyfully?

"Make it clear, I'm the one who isn't happy right now." The cold voice of the thin battle night was like the frost of ten thousand years, and it was wrapped in a storm.

Cooking so many dishes for Bo Xilang, a bowl of noodles will send him away, and he will be angry when he cooks, should the difference be so obvious?

The man's breath was extremely cold, like an enraged lion.

Lan Xixi's heart trembled.

She...... What's not good about him? Could it be that Xiaomo is guilty of her illness?

Either way, it's the wisest thing not to pluck the tiger's head.

She didn't bother to pay attention to her and made her own dishes with peace of mind.

"Brother Jiu, what's wrong with the little ancestor."

"Ninth Master."

At this time, Mo Nanxi and Xiao Zihe hurried over, their faces full of worry.

Bo Zhanye retracted his anger: "Who asked you to come?" ”

"Ninth Master, didn't you say that the young master was sick? I immediately called Xiao Shao. ”

"Brother Jiu, I'm struggling from my sleep, let me see what's going on with Xiaomo."

Bo Zhan Night: "......"

Bring sand to the beach!

He glanced at Lan Xixi and said to the two of them in a deep voice, "No need for you, go back." ”

"Huh? Get back? Haven't you seen a doctor yet? But how does Lanxixi cook here? Why don't you accompany the little ancestor inside? Xiao Zihe always felt something strange.

Monansi always felt that something was wrong.

Wait a minute!!!

Branch Bo Xilang and let Lanxixi come over!

Oh, my God! The high-ranking Ninth Master wouldn't lie and say that the little young master was sick in order to see Lan Xixi!

"That, Xiao Shao, let's go." Mo Nanxi, who saw through the truth, felt that he would be hammered to death if he was nosy, and he was about to leave with Xiao Zihe.

Xiao Zihe refused: "No, I haven't seen the little ancestor yet, in case there is any problem, I just went home and called me again in bed, I was too lazy to run."

Little ancestor, little ancestor, where are you, uncle has come to see you. ”

The voice was slightly loud, directly waking up Bo Xiaomo, who was asleep in the back room.

"Daddy? Uncle Mo? Uncle Shaw? Why are you all out there? ”

Bo Zhan Night: "......"