As the saying goes, when you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

"It's in good shape." Bei Mingyu looked at the woman in front of him with a playful tone, but Cheng Jialan's ears were filled with horror.

It's a bit of an old father's taste.

Cheng Jialan sat on the bed with her arms folded, her face was indescribable. Last night, it wasn't her problem, but that the man really didn't make a sound when he opened the lock.

Leaving in a hurry, reappearing suddenly, like a gust of wind.

After finishing speaking, Beiming Jue stared at the woman's winking eyes abruptly, and he caught the speechlessness and loneliness in her eyes clearly.

What is she speechless?

Not paying attention to the twists and turns in Cheng Jialan's heart, Bei Minglu slightly raised his chin to signal, seeing this, Cheng Jialan only saw the packing box in his hand.

The restaurant is a bit deserted, and the decoration style is just like Qin Zeli's... tough and strong, typical European style, and everything is extremely neat.

Taking the chopsticks very naturally, with the experience of last night, Cheng Jialan opened the packing bag with ease, and arranged the tableware one by one.

Then, put the man's favorite food in front of him, even put the oil and vinegar dish in the right place, the proficiency of the movements makes people feel distressed.

She did it seriously, and the light in Beiming's eyes gradually blurred. This kind of Cheng Jialan is too well-behaved, with a hundred-smart appearance, without any thorns.

If it can always be like this...

"What are you looking at? Let's eat, Captain Qin." Cheng Jialan saw that Bei Mingluo was slightly dazed, and straightened the chopsticks to signal him to use them first.

Staring at the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, Bei Minghao frowned slightly, and Cheng Jialan immediately went on the road. He had already eaten a few meals, so why not wink?

"Please." As he said, Cheng Jialan put the shrimp dumpling into the man's bowl, using the other's chopsticks, with a gesture of self-restraint and courtesy, and the etiquette was in place.

However, even if she took the initiative to lower her posture, Bei Mingfeng didn't show any flattery or flattery on her.

No matter how high or low she is, Cheng Jialan can form her own school.

She never flatters others, and never imitates others. Of course, who in this world...

It can't be her either.

There were a lot of thoughts for a while, and when he returned to God's house, he had a good meal. Although Cheng Jialan didn't pay much attention to appetite, he didn't object to enjoying delicious food.

At the dining table, there was only the sound of chewing food, which was very subtle. The skin of the shrimp dumplings was elastic and the unique taste of fresh shrimp spread in the mouth.

Cheng Jialan squinted her beautiful eyes unconsciously, her cheeks were agitated, and she was extremely focused.

The arrogance deeply hidden in his bones disappeared without a trace at this moment, and suddenly, Bei Mingyu smiled in his heart.

He had tried his best to make Cheng Jialan let go of his guard, even her arrogance...hadn't noticed it.

But now, a plate of shrimp dumplings can make the woman's ears and ears soften and she will soften her psychological defenses. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Calmly pushing the plate of shrimp dumplings in front of the woman, Bei Minglu lost his appetite, but just watching her eat it seemed pretty good.

It was rainy and windy throughout the night, making the morning extremely humid and smoky, and the rising sun will show signs of rising.

"Shusha-" The floor-to-ceiling windows are huge, and outside the window, the sounds of migration are intertwined, low and peaceful.

The breakfast time ended soon, Cheng Jialan was in such a predicament for the first time in his life, what the hell?

Does she have such a good appetite now?

The plate of shrimp dumplings in front of me was very clean.

"Let's go." Bei Mingyu said softly.

His eyes swept over the woman's reddish cheeks, he smiled lightly in his heart, and he ate it, what doubts?

Inside the car, the atmosphere was quiet, and Cheng Jialan looked out the window with satisfaction in his eyes.

"It's been a week, don't cause trouble." Suddenly, Bei Mingyu spoke in a deep voice, the coldness in his tone was particularly harsh.

Hearing this, Cheng Jialan's eyelids twitched slightly, the incident progressed too fast, and she still had no time to think about how Qin Zeli came back.

It's just that Cheng Jialan swallowed the questioning words back the moment they escaped his mouth.

"Be obedient, Cheng Jialan."

"Don't let me hear the news of your accident, I will be by your side, all the time." Bei Mingluo pinched Cheng Jialan's waist, his voice was calm and shallow, and he couldn't hear that he was angry at all.

The man's majestic and stern aura invaded Cheng Jialan's territory forcefully, his back pressed against the man's chest and he couldn't move, Cheng Jialan held his breath slightly.

"What are you nervous about?"

"Qin team won't visit my uncle?" Cheng Jialan's slightly raised voice sounded, and she reached out to knock on the window of the car. At this moment, the car had already arrived at Cheng's ancestral house.

Bei Minghao frowned slightly, thinking that Cheng Wangxi was already waiting at the door, and now was not a good time to see Cheng Wangxi.

But the moment he let go of the strength of the big palm, he suddenly came back to his senses. This time, he was no longer satisfied with controlling Cheng Jialan's waist.

"Lied to me?"

Cheng Jialan's fingers rested on the side of the door, her hot and humid breath hit her ears, she felt a strong sense of discomfort, holding back her trembling movements, she gritted her teeth secretly.

Just one step away, she noticed the slack in the man behind her.

"Cheng Jialan, you should really be thankful that I have a good temper now. This time, I will let you go, but the premise is that you must be obedient."

"Team Qin, don't worry, the Cheng family won't cause any more trouble for the bureau." Cheng Jialan stated, and at the same time distanced the two of them without any trace.

However, the other party didn't take her actions seriously at all.

"Boom." The voice was extremely sticky, and the ambiguous breath wandered around Cheng Jialan's ears. The sound in the closed space was infinitely amplified and reverberated.

He sniffed his favorite fragrance in two lifetimes, his desire was hard to fill, and the greed between his brows... It made people feel angry and had nowhere to escape.

Eros, hatred and ignorance are devouring his reason.

"Qin Zeli!"

Sensing the sudden change in the mood of the man behind him, Cheng Jialan raised her voice, and Bei Mingfu immediately let her go, and did not get entangled in Cheng Jialan's pretentious words just now.

"Don't turn off the phone, I will contact you anytime."

......

Unconsciously recalling the man's last words in her mind, Cheng Jialan shielded the feeling of strangeness in her heart, stepped in, and Cheng Wangxi was waiting for her.

"uncle."

"You still know how to come back?" Cheng Wangxi snorted coldly, he was so courageous that he dared not return all night after such a thing happened.

Cheng Jialan, who knew she was wronged, had no choice but to offer tea to make amends.

"Uncle, I'm not coming back because I'm afraid the target is too big. If the media catches me, it will only be more troublesome." Cheng Jialan explained in a warm voice.

"Miss, master doesn't mean to blame you." Uncle Liu eased the atmosphere with a smile.

"I understand this, but of course there must be an explanation." Cheng Jialan took the words and said, apologizing enough, Cheng Wangxi really couldn't say anything more.

"I don't know which friend you have troubled. In the future, if you can save this kind of thing, you can save it. Favor is not used in this way."

"Who else can I trouble you with? Zuo is just a former friend. It's nothing to stay overnight. Uncle, don't take it too seriously." Cheng Jialan's complexion remained unchanged, and the indifference in his tone remained the same.

Raising her eyes, she still sat upright when she met Cheng Wangxi's probing eyes.

Running around all night, but not feeling depressed, Cheng Wangxi looked at Cheng Jialan intently, and only sighed softly after a while:

"Jalan, in the future, if you encounter any problems, you must tell uncle as soon as possible. You are an inexperienced child, and you will suffer in the end."

"Besides, your parents don't want to see you like this."

The moment the words fell, Cheng Jialan's jaw tightened suddenly, warm tea moistened her throat, nourishing the dryness in her throat, she swallowed the tea slowly, she nodded with a light smile.

The abyss-like night finally passed, Cheng Jialan sniffed the familiar smell in the room, and his heart was finally filled with a sense of security.

His fingertips brushed against his right ear, as if the man's scorching heat still remained.

Still makes her heart burn...

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