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"We're still used to it, aren't we?"

The mobile phone in Feng Bailian's pocket rang a few times, Zhanji took it out and clicked it directly, signed by Zhan Zhan.

The palm holding the mobile phone tightened suddenly, eager to crush it, "Lian Lian, how can you be so unbehaved." He took her into his arms and whispered into her ear.

Everyone only saw Zhanji's gentle beating and holding Fengbai out, and walked straight to the gate, the cousin wanted to stop it, but was stopped by the "Wuhuan" bodyguard group.

Feng Bai Lian woke up and it was approaching dusk, the soft big bed, the soft quilt, all black, her delicate white skin was under the black, like an angel hiding under the wings of the devil.

"Wake up." Zhanji, who always pays attention, is close to her, "Eat, make your favorite food." ”

Under the quilt changed into pajamas, Feng Bailian's old face was red, he turned his head, Zhanji stared at her intently, the distance between his face and his face was only a few centimeters, serious Zhanji, although he had a pair of peach blossom eyes, but he was not so bohemian, sunny facial features, eyelashes were particularly long, winding to the corners of his eyes, curled and thick.

He looked at her gaze, incredibly gentle, Feng Bailian felt strange in his heart, obviously she had been gone for so many years, according to Zhanji's personality, even if she didn't strangle her, she would make a fuss.

"In the future, there will be no one else, just the two of us," Zhanji took her palm, pulled her out of the bed, and went to the restaurant hand in hand.

"How am I doing?" The table is full of dishes, the meat and vegetarian combination is very good-looking, it seems that it is a real effort, Feng Bailian tasted it, and his lips and teeth were fragrant.

She gave a thumbs up, showing displeasure, didn't she even want to say a word of appreciation? Her eyes flickered, and there was a pen and paper in the corner of the dining table, and she took it and wrote, "I'm sorry, I can't speak." ”

Zhanji took the note, and in the next moment, the note fell lightly and flew across the table.

The person immediately rushed over, hugged Feng Bailian tightly, kissed her lightly like a butterfly, and landed on her ears and face, and finally on her forehead one after another, "It's okay, I'll be there in the future." ”

The prodigal son is affectionate, Feng Bailian was inexplicably a little moved when he heard this, perhaps, it is not impossible to let this man love for a lifetime.

It wasn't until noon the next day that Feng Bailian remembered that her mobile phone was not with her, and she didn't know if the little guy couldn't see her and made a fuss.

"Where's my phone?" She asked.

"Lian Lian, don't care about other people's business, it's right here, just the two of us, isn't it?" He also never left the apartment, and he was paranoid that as long as Feng Bailian didn't leave here, no one could take her away.

Is it really good to make a confident man suffer so much?

"Back then, he just made a gentle woman suffer like this, and the original voice of Feng Bailian would not disappear so quickly, because Zhanji yelled at her, 'I hope you shut up', she was disheartened for a while, and she had a high fever that night, and she completely lost her voice." The system said coldly.

"Could it be that this mission is to abuse the scumbag, not to save the male protagonist?"

"Your IQ is too low, so you should be given training and play at will." The system answers.

By the fifth day, there was a knock on the apartment door.

The cousin and another woman, "Miss Feng, your album is a success, tonight, I hope you can attend the signing in person." ”

"Album?" Zhanji circled Feng Bailian's waist from behind.

"Mr. Zhan," the woman is the editor of the magazine, responsible for negotiating with Feng Bailian about publishing matters, originally when she saw Feng Bailian's cousin, she sighed in her heart, and when she saw such a nervous Zhanji, she felt that she had to be cautious, after all, she couldn't afford to offend anyone here.

"This is drawn by Miss Wind, you can take a look." Hand over a beautiful scroll.

Feng Bailian's face turned red, and he was about to rob, but he was dodged by Zhanji lightly.

"What time is it, we'll be on time." Zhanji saw the male version displayed on the cover, and when he saw her blushing again, he seemed to think of something, and he was in a good mood and agreed.

"Six to nine p.m., here's the address." Respectfully hand over the paper card.

The person left, Zhanji sat lazily on the sofa, and Feng Bailian was held in his arms.

Zhanji felt that the book was full of his comic versions.

The samurai with the sword is a face shaped like him, resolute and resolute.

The merry boy under the peach blossom tree has eyebrows and eyes like him, chic and wanton.

The gentle scholar's lips resemble him, thin and cold.

They are all long and jade, and they are young and amorous.

Next to it is a frame by frame storyline, one of which seems to be alluding to them as well.

The girl has been weak and withdrawn since she was a child, and she met a hearty teenager at a drinking party, he was like the sun shining into her dark world, and the girl overcame all difficulties, and finally, in high school, she came to his side, and she only dared to pay attention to him carefully.

Who would have thought that the boy would be able to notice her and announce that he wanted to be together, she was ecstatic, but she became a sufferer.

She is a crippled person, she may leave the world of sound at any time, she is afraid that he will give up on her, the more she is afraid, the more she suffers from gains and losses, but fortunately the boy has never let go of her hand.

Until, when they grew up, the teenager inherited the family business, he was busy with the world, and there were more temptations around him, he began to become less simple and straightforward, he had his own mind, understood the deception in the mall, whether it was intentional or not, he became no longer aware of her.

They finally had a suspicion, and at this time, the girl's old illness recurred, and she had no choice but to leave treatment.

Over the years, she has never forgotten her youth, and she can't speak, so she started painting, painting one after another, until the teenager is real and vivid as if he can jump off the wall.

couldn't resist the deep affection, and when she waited for her condition to stabilize, she decided to return to China without hesitation.

"Silly girl." Zhanji hugged her, feeling distressed and guilty, he was not sunny at all, the darkness in his heart, he was afraid that only he knew, he was not romantic, but he was suspicious, suspicious, Feng Bailian suffered from gains and losses to him, how could he not, without her, his world would no longer be bright.

The evening signing meeting was very successful, and fans hoped that she would be able to release a few more copies, but Zhanji, who accompanied her throughout the whole process, was rejected by Zhanji, who did not know Feng Bailian's illness yet, but it was certain that he could not work hard.

As soon as nine o'clock arrived, he hugged her home.

"You and Zhan Zhan are really brothers?" Zhanji's heart knot is Zhanzhan, Feng Bailian couldn't help but ask.

"Yes," Zhan Ji muttered for a moment, "half-sibling." ”

Hey, I didn't expect this, isn't Zhanji the son of the Zhan family?

"Zhan Zhan was brought over by my mother's previous marriage, my mother was snatched by my father, it is that kind of perverted love, what my mother likes, he will love it like his life, including Zhan Zhan, the child of my mother's ex-husband, although I am his biological son, but because my mother doesn't like it, he also dislikes me, until my mother died, and the board of directors strongly recommended me to preside over Zhan's, and he slowly faced me."