Tan Yao, an old man standing at the door, was wearing a black suit, like a sharp blade, and when he saw it, he went straight to his heart.

Bai Xiaolan covered his aching heart, his eyes flashed, and he secretly thought in his heart:, it hurts! When you see him, you hurt, what the hell did he do?

Bai Xiaodeng raised his index finger and put it on his lips in silence, and walked out of the door and gently closed the door.

Tan Yao was already going down the stairs, so she followed, and the two of them came to the living room on the first floor.

Tan Yao put his hands behind his back, his eyes were full of fierceness, "It turns out that the reliable little girl my mother said is you?" ”

Bai Xiaodeng's eyelids were jumping, and he only used his airway to make a sound, and his language seemed to be fragmented at any moment, "That maybe." I'm dutiful, and Sugar Candy treats me well, you can't fault anything. ”

Tan Yao's frowning eyebrows opened, he smiled sideways, his voice was as piercing as a knife cutting through steel, and he asked word by word: "You are playing with fire." ”

This sounded like nothing, but Bai Xiaodeng felt a hint of danger of irritation.

Tan Yao looked at her peachy cheeks and apricot face, flashing with youthful light, piercing her heart, especially the slightly trembling eyelashes, and patting her heart door at once, as if she wanted to wake up something, the volume dropped sharply, and her tone carried the vicissitudes and helplessness of a middle-aged man: "Xiaojiao, whether I send you away from me, or tell you to stay away from my son, it's all for your good." You're so young, you still have a future. How many times have I been fascinated by your young body, and how uncomfortable I am after separation. I don't want you to know this, I'm protecting you, but why are you still stepping into the dangerous zone of my home again and again? ”

Maybe he was really restrained, Tan Yao was talking at this moment, his footsteps were already close to her, and the thick layers of cocoons on the two hands holding her arms also conveyed his fanaticism at the moment.

Thinking that Lin Jiao might die at the hands of this person, Bai Xiaodeng tilted his head, and a sad smile crossed the corner of his mouth, "Protect me?" And then behind my back, poison me? ”

Tan Yao's eyes froze, and his heart missed half a beat, "What kind of poisonous hand?" Is it Li Qing? She, did she do it to you? She promised me that she wouldn't hurt you. ”

"I don't know, so I'm here, right under your noses, whatever you want, just let the horses come."

"No, Xiaojiao, I have always had you in my heart, and I can't be willing to hurt you."

"Haha, you're not willing to hurt? Then why did I get a suitcase after three years of being in the secret willingly? Bai Xiaodeng's sudden laughter shook his heart and hurt again, so he had to cover it again.

Wait, what did you just say? This sentence that came out of his mouth was definitely not said by Bai Xiaodeng himself, it must have come from his body's memory. Lin Jiao once had an affair for three years, not a long time, but it was not short, and his youth could be a few years old, but he dedicated it to the married old man in front of him.

Bai Xiaodeng decided to simply relax his spirit body and let this body show its idleness, maybe more information would be revealed.

There was loneliness in the corners of her eyes, falling in the eyes of Tan Yao, who was releasing herself, she was extremely elegant, young and beautiful, and she didn't even deserve to touch one of her fingertips. A thousand words, all in one sentence:

"Little horn, obedient, stay away from our family, far away."

"Okay, then you tell me what your wife has done that I don't know."

Tenderness and sweetness continued to leak from his cloudy eyes, and his lips moved, but in the end he only said, "No, as far as I know, she didn't do anything." ”

"I don't believe it."

Tan Yao seemed to be struggling, sat down on the sofa behind him, hunched his back, crossed his hands, hung his head and said, "I'm also old, I just want family harmony." Because of my affairs with you, Xiaoli has been seriously affected, and I, as a father, have to give up some, including you. If you have any mercy on me, have mercy on me, old man. ”

The last three words are very hard, so despise himself, it seems that Tan Yao once abandoned Lin Jiao, and he was also worried about it.

The last conversation between the two stopped at these three words.

In the next few days, Tan Yao knew that he was busy with government affairs and couldn't find time to find a nanny to take care of Tangtang, so he had to acquiesce to Bai Xiaodeng's work, but he obviously went home more often than before.

In the summer, after another period of getting along, Tangtang's lunch break gradually developed the habit of biological clock. Bai Xiaodeng used the excuse of helping Sister Zhang clean up the Tan family, and took advantage of the lunch break to start checking each room.

Li Li's room was not messy, she made the room tidy by tidying up, and then began to rummage through Li Li's drawers and cabinets...... After flipping through it, Li Li's private life was all displayed in front of Bai Xiaodeng, this boy was not as simple as he saw, various brands of small umbrellas and several beautifully packaged small boxes were included in the cabinet.

She stood on tiptoe, brushed the top of the cabinet with a rag in her right hand, and in addition to the dust, a black crusty book showed a corner, and on tiptoe higher, and took the notebook down with her left hand. She just stood by the cabinet, opened the book, and saw a cartoon character sketched in pencil, the picture is seen through the perspective of the window, and a young girl curled up in the leather sofa is in a daze, with empty eyes; A few pages later, the same girl was naked on the bed, next to a man in black whose face he couldn't see clearly......

There are many such paintings, all of which are different emotions of the same girl. Judging from her appearance and figure, Bai Xiaodeng intuitively felt that she was Lin Jiao.

These paintings carry Li Li's feelings for Lin Jiao, from juvenile ignorance to fanaticism, even in the last painting of a girl pulling her luggage away, this feeling has not disappeared.

"Sister Zhang is coming this way." The spirit root in the four-leaf clover reminded with a faint light.

She hurriedly closed her notebook, put it back on the cabinet, looked up at the clock on the wall, and sighed, "That's all I have to do today."