Standing behind Yan Shumo, hearing Yan Chengchi's rogue words, she couldn't help reaching out and covering her eyes.

Dad, image! Your image...

If you spread it like this, you will lose your face...

Yan Chengchi: My wife is going to run away, what's the use of having a face?

Yan Shumo: "..."! !

She was inexplicably fed a bite of dog food...

Ooo, what if she wants to fall in love too?

Back to Yan's Manor.

Yan Shumo seemed to be drained of energy and energy, said hello, and went back to her room.

Lie down on the bed and call Bai Chenya.

His call got through...

Yan Shumo sat up from the bed and stared nervously at the phone screen, waiting for him to answer.

But after waiting for a long time, no one answered the phone.

Are you busy?

But his mother was in S city, how could he disappear without saying a word...

Yan Shumo bit her lip and thought for a while, and sent him a text message telling him where she would take Mrs. Bai to play tomorrow, so that he would come when he was free.

After sending the text message, I put my phone on the bedside table, pulled the quilt over my body, and fell asleep.

-

S city, in the white villa.

"I said Young Master Bai, you called me here temporarily. I thought there was something important to let me drink with you?" Ans Cyril looked at Bai Chenya with disgust.

He is very busy.

There are a lot of beautiful women waiting for him to meet, and he actually wants to waste time with a man here.

It's simply not in line with his title of love saint.

Ans Cyril drew his hair, the blue pupil, and the deep facial features, which made him look a little more bohemian.

He and Bai Chenya met in a case.

He is also a psychologist, but Ans Cyril is more focused on information gathering. With the mysterious background of the two people, they are jealous and hateful, so they work together to get twice the result with half the effort.

Over time, the two people who cherish each other became friends.

"Don't talk, I have a phone." Bai Chenya put down the wine glass, reached out and moved the phone in front of him, staring at the beating name on the phone screen, and did not answer.

"Who, if you don't answer it, why don't you hang up and keep it as a treasure?" As soon as Ans Cyril was about to reach for his mobile phone, Bai Chenya patted his hand.

"Don't move!"

He didn't plan to pick it up, nor could he hang up, he would feel sweet just by looking at her name.

This is probably what it feels like to like someone...

"Tsk tusk, when I look at this phone, I know that it must be someone that someone likes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth is going to the root of his ears." Anse Cyril looked at Bai Chenya with a **** expression on his face.

Is this the Young Master Bai he knows?

It's an iceberg warming man...

"Since you like people, you should take the initiative, hiding here drinking sullen wine, and not daring to answer the phone? Afraid that she would refuse you?" Ans Cyril's eyes were full of disgust.

If he has someone he likes, he must hug a bear first and then kiss him...

After knowing one night, you can take it home.

"She is not the same as other girls, she is very innocent." Bai Chenya's black eyes filled with the light of petting.

His Momo is the simplest girl in the world, and he doesn't want to scare her.

"I think it's quite innocent. Otherwise, how could you be fooled into going home without discovering that your mother is pretending to be sick, and she has pretended to be in S city, so you just leave it alone?"