Volume 3 The War Eagle Folds Its Wings Chapter 9 The Leather Cloak Is Lost

Lan Jiao's!

At that time in the dressing room, the dressing master gave it to her.

What to do? Pick it up or not? If you answer it, will you be heard?

"Give it to me."

In a moment of hesitation, a slender and good-looking hand with distinct fingers reached out, which was equivalent to rescue.

She didn't think about it, and hurriedly handed it over.

Bo Zhanye looked at her as if she had lost a hot potato, and said lightly:

"Lan Jiao will not be timid when she encounters anything, the more confident she is, the less she will be suspected."

So, he thinks everyone is as vigorous and resolute as Lan Jiao?

Is this in Quaranjiao?

Too lazy to pay attention to him.

Bo Zhanye retracted his gaze and answered the phone.

"Sister Jiao, I've been busy greeting people in the circle all day, and I'm only free at this time, but my phone is missing, is it there for you?"

"The two people I looked for last night, I don't know how things went, whether they called me, if the mobile phone is taken away by others, it will be dangerous."

The assistant's voice was anxious and quiet.

Bo Zhan Yehu twisted his eyebrows suspiciously: "She's tired, and now she's resting, what is the danger you're talking about?" ”

Condensation, questioning.

This is the voice of the Ninth Master!

The assistant's frightened hand shook, his face turned white, and he said quickly:

"No, it's nothing, I just found two photographers to help take more beautiful photos."

Every artist in the entertainment industry will find a photographer to take private photos, and finally pretend to be a chance encounter, capture, passerby or something, it is not uncommon.

Bo Zhanye understands this, but he doesn't suspect it:

"She's busy these days and cancels work arrangements." With Lan Xixi's current state, he can't replace Lan Jiao at all to work.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, okay." ”

The phone hung up, and Bo Zhanye put the phone on his body:

"I'll keep my phone for the time being, tonight I'll ask Mo Nanxi to sort out Lan Jiao's personal information, as well as her recent work, you take the time to take a look, so that no one asks about anything, and you can't deal with it."

Since Lan Xixi had already embarked on this road, he couldn't retreat and nodded:

"Okay."

Next, head back to your hotel.

It's dancing again, it's watching fireworks, and it's busy.

For many, today is grand and romantic.

For Lan Xixi, one word, tired.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, when she arrived at Bo Zhanye's private villa, she was about to collapse, so she directly removed her makeup, took a bath, and soaked for half an hour before she recovered some physical strength.

But, a cabinet of sexy pajamas, the fabric is thin and transparent, what the hell?

Can't tell, he likes these tunes?

She won't wear it!

Lan Xixi casually took a thin shirt from the night of war and put it on, and walked out:

"Ninth Master, please buy rock sugar gourd for me, I'll ...... Not! ”

Before she finished speaking, a man suddenly appeared in front of her and covered her lips strongly!

What is he doing!

Shocked and angry, she raised her leg and wanted to kick him, but in his deep voice, "Someone's here." ”

Lan Xixi turned her eyes and saw a large group of people standing next to the bed in the bedroom!

God, how can there be people at night?

"My grandmother, mother, sister, and three aunts over there, say it's custom, to make the bed." The man put his lips on her lips and introduced them one by one:

"My grandmother and mother, you should know, the one on the left who wears orange clothes is the eldest sister, the blue one is the fourth sister, and the three on the right are your second aunt, fifth aunt, and sixth aunt."

His voice was magnetic and close to her, and as he spoke, his lips parted and closed, constantly touching her face.

Soft and hot.

The breath that came out of her breath also fell on her face and between her lips, which was extremely lovely.

Lan Xixi's eyelashes were agitated, her cheeks were red and hot, and her whole body was tense.

"Hear me clearly? Well? ”

"Huh?" She suddenly came back to her senses, looking confused.

What did he just say?

Bo Zhanye: "......" dared to say that he was lonely?

That's it.

He led her along.

A few people didn't expect them to be so affectionate:

"Look at this progress, it's easy to have a second child."

"Make the bed and make the bed, and don't delay the candle day in the cave room of the small couple."

"Sprinkle peanuts, longan, and give birth to a noble son early."

"Harmony and beauty, a hundred years of harmony."

The big red sheets and futon are sprinkled with peanuts and longan, which is full of festivity.

Lan Xixi's diaphragm, how old is it, and these customs are still popular?

Speechless, headache.

After the paving, several aunts greeted Lan Xixi:

"Jiaojiao, let's go back first."

"Live a good life and be happy for a long time."

Lan Xixi raised a standard smile and said politely:

"Okay, auntie, fourth aunt."

Yes?

What aunt and aunt?

Several aunts stiffened their faces and looked at Lan Xixi in amazement.

Lan Xixi frowned, and looked at Bo Zhanye worriedly, was she called it wrong? Didn't he just say the eldest aunt and the fourth aunt or something?

Bo Zhan Ye really has a headache.

He just said the eldest sister, the fourth sister, what was she listening to at the time?

Clearing his throat, he walked over and took her hand:

"Even the eldest sister, the fourth sister, the second aunt, the fifth aunt, and the sixth aunt are all in chaos?"

"Ah, yes, yes." Lanxixi quickly cooperated and found a reason for his mistake:

"Today I was busy from morning to evening, and my brain is still foggy, forgive me, a few aunts."

I see.

Getting married is very busy.

Several people's faces returned to smiles: "Understand, understand." ”

"It's okay, let's go first."

"Rest well."

After several aunts left, Yun Anxian held Lan Xixi's hand:

"Jiaojiao, we are also going back, you and Zhan Ye will rest early, and grandma will wait for you to come to serve tea tomorrow morning."

Bo's mother reminded: "Don't forget to have a second child when you rest, Xiaomo is alone, it's lonely and pitiful." ”

Eldest sister: "That's it, you see that the older generation has two, four, five, six, seven, eight." ”

"Brother and sister, you have to do it too."

Lan Xixi smiled awkwardly, giving birth to so much, is it a pig?

Even if she didn't dare to say it, after sending a few people away, she pinched her right hand with her left hand:

"That, you rest early, I'll go to the hospital to accompany Yaya."

"I'm afraid not."

"Why?"

The man said coldly: "Grandma has sent Sister-in-law Li to supervise." ”

Forehead....

Lan Xixi was speechless: "What should I do?" I promised to buy rock sugar gourds to accompany her. ”

"It's okay, I've already asked Mo Nanxi to buy it, and I also sent Xiaomo over to accompany her."

Well, Yaya will definitely be very well-behaved when she sees Xiaomo.

"But didn't Xiaomo just sleep next to you?"

Bo Zhan Ye was also unexpected.

In the past, whether he was on a business trip or abroad, Bo Xiaomo followed him and never slept alone.

But...... Last time, Bo Xiaomo put medicine in his milk and fled to Yaya's house for refuge, so he slept with Yaya for one night, and tonight I heard that I was going to accompany Yaya, and I agreed.

Like, he's very special to Yaya?

"He should like little buns."

Lan Xixi understood, what do you like or dislike, the two of them are dragon and phoenix fetuses, and they must have blood thicker than water and a special magnetic field.

She relaxed: "Then I'll sleep." ”

So saying, get into bed.

The two-meter-two big bed is super soft and super comfortable.

When you lie down, it's like falling into a cloud.

"Wow, this bed is so comfortable.

I sleep in the bed, you sleep on the couch, on the floor, or on the balcony, the choice is yours, good night. ”

She didn't notice it at all, and with a large movement, the bathrobe spread out, revealing the slender white legs inside.

Under the lights, it is extremely ostentatious.

Bo Zhanye's gaze was dyed with a deep heterochromatic.

He walked over, leaned over, pulled her figure, and shrouded underneath:

"My bed, let me sleep on the couch?

Well? ”