Xiao Yu hurried slowly, and drove his car all the way to the door of Yangtian's small mansion. Then he rushed in non-stop.

The door was open, and I heard Yang Tian say on the phone that the location was in the practice room on the first floor.

Xiao Yu took a step and walked inside, there was no one in the mansion, it was as quiet as a long-abandoned mansion, there was no popularity, and even the antique vase placed next to it had a little evil spirit.

He couldn't help but start thinking in a bad direction.

Could it be that Yang Tian didn't use exaggerated techniques, but Zhao Mengyao's life was really in danger?

Xiao Yu didn't dare to delay any longer, looked around for a moment and found the practice room where the door was half-hidden, hurriedly walked over, and pushed the door open.

The two overlapping figures in the door seemed to merge together, one was a slender young man, and the other was a slender young girl, their figures were bathed in the moonlight of the night, and they looked like a priceless oil painting.

Xiao Yu was instantly angry.

There was a faint bloodshot in his eyes, and there was irrepressible anger in his voice: "Bastard!" Let her go! ”

Zhao Mengyao was taken aback by this sudden incursion, and when she looked back, she saw that Teacher Xiao Yuxiao, who was usually calm and self-controlled, and gentle and elegant, had dark red eyes and a hideous and angry expression at this time, which was like two people.

"Brother Xiao, why are you here?" Zhao Mengyao was puzzled: "What's wrong, so angry?" ”

Shocked by Zhao Mengyao's confused appearance, Xiao Yu woke up like a dream, stunned for a moment, and looked at the scene in front of him.

At first glance, Zhao Mengyao was held in Yang Tian's arms, but after a closer look, it was Yang Tian who wrapped around Zhao Mengyao's shoulders from behind, but kept some distance in a proper manner, and Yang Tian's hands were held on Zhao Mengyao's wrists, as if he was helping her adjust her posture.

"You ...... What are you doing? Xiao Yu asked with a frown.

Yang Tian let out a sneer from his nose, let go of Zhao Mengyao's hands, took half a step back, and said in a leisurely tone, "What do you say we are doing?" ”

Zhao Mengyao glared at him, and then said to Xiao Yu, "Brother Xiao, did you misunderstand something?" I asked Yang Tian to teach me some self-defense techniques. ”

Xiao Yu was just an ordinary person, far away from the world of ancient martial arts, so Zhao Mengyao chose to explain it in a different way.

Xiao Yu came to his senses at this time, a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face, and he said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood." ”

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay!" Zhao Mengyao waved her hand and said, "Brother Xiao, did you come to me so late?" What's the matter? ”

Xiao Yu first glanced at the smiling Yangtian not far away, and then considered the words and said, "I heard that your state is not very good. A little worried, so take a look. ”

"Who said I wasn't in good shape?" Zhao Mengyao was surprised: "I've been inspiring a lot lately, I'm in a really good state, and I've written a lot of new tunes, just right, show it to Brother Xiao!" ”

As he spoke, he ran to get the manuscript paper for his own score, and pulled Xiao Yu to sit on the sofa next to him.

Yang Tian glared at Zhao Mengyao and said, "Zhao Mengyao, you haven't cooked dinner yet, don't you forget?!" ”

Zhao Mengyao replied without raising her head: "Take a leave today, it's rare for Brother Xiao to come to see me, you can order takeout yourself." ”

You have to grit your teeth in sunny weather, this forgetful guy.