The lazy beauty dotes on her husband so much, she deserves to have a partner

Leng Yizi: “…”

Actually, it doesn’t matter if it’s not turned off.

Leng Yizi touched his nose and sat on the chair in front of the desk, holding the document in his hand, but his attention was not on it.

I kept thinking about what Leng Qi'an would say to Bai Lian after he went downstairs. Would Bai Lian think that he gave it to her and then refuse to use it?

Leng Yizi couldn't bear to read the document, so he stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

I feel a little thirsty. Never mind, let me go downstairs and drink some water!

When Leng Yizi walked down the stairs, Bai Lian and Leng Qi'an, who were originally chatting and laughing, suddenly became quiet.

Leng Yizi's mood suddenly fell to the bottom, and his already cold eyebrows became even colder, making people afraid to approach him easily.

Without a word he turned and went to the kitchen.

The two people in the living room immediately started talking again. Leng Yizi's black eyes dimmed for a moment, and he felt even more lonely. He was still the same as before!

Leng Qian'an was telling Bai Lian about his father's past embarrassing moments, and of course he couldn't let Leng Yizi hear it!

Come to think of it, it was Uncle Zhang who told him all these embarrassing things! Absolutely confidential!

For example, during a meeting, Leng Yizi remembered someone's name wrong. The other person was called Sun Zhi, but Leng Yizi remembered it as Sun Zi. He was very surprised at the time that by giving someone such a name, he inexplicably raised the generation status of others.

When Leng Yizi shouted, the conference room suddenly became quiet, and some people almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

After Assistant Zhang gave a tactful reminder, after a while, the person reporting behind him subconsciously followed Leng Yizi and called him his grandson.

Another time, Leng Yizi walked out of a meeting with a sullen face. Perhaps he was talking to Assistant Zhang about his requests, so he didn't pay attention to the road ahead and bumped into a transparent glass door.

Assistant Zhang hissed subconsciously at that time.

He felt pain just by hearing that voice, and then Leng Yizhi, who had returned to his usual aloof self, looked at him coldly, "Deduct half of your salary this month. If you tell anyone, cancel your year-end bonus."

Bai Lian couldn't help laughing out loud. He never thought that Leng Yizi, who had an icy face, was actually a meticulous person in his daily life. He didn't expect that such an embarrassing thing would happen to him. Combined with Leng Qian'an's wonderful performance, it was even more hilarious.

At this time, Aunt Liu called out, "Sir, it's time to eat!"

She saw Leng Yizi standing at the kitchen door for a long time and reminded him.

Leng Yizi suppressed the emotions in his eyes, returned to his usual cold look, and nodded lightly.

The three of them sat at the dinner table, an awkward and silent atmosphere spread. Bai Lian and Leng Qian sat on one side, and Leng Yizi sat opposite Bai Lian.

Leng Qianan ate in silence. She wanted to pick up the food in front of Leng Yizi, but her hands were too short to reach it.

Seeing this, Bai Lian picked up a piece for him with the serving chopsticks.

Leng Yizi looked up, then lowered his head.

The next second, a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs was put into the bowl. Leng Yizi was stunned, with shock in his pure black eyes, and raised his head to look at Bai Lian.

"what do you mean?"

Bai Lian explained calmly, "If An An has it, you can have it too. Of course, if you don't want to eat it, just throw it away."

Leng Yi's heart trembled, his long and curly crow feathers drooped slightly, and he began to eat in silence.

The piece of meat was not moved, but it was not lost either.

Leng Qian'an looked at the two of them and suddenly felt that something was odd between his father and Bai Lian's father, but he couldn't figure it out, so he continued to concentrate on eating.

After dinner, Leng Yizi returned to the study, while Bai Lian and Leng Qian'an stayed in the living room to watch TV.

Leng Yizi didn't know what was going on with him today. He couldn't calm down, and his heartbeat was much faster than before.

His usually calm features were now tinged with anxiety. He pulled off his tie, picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom.

The sound of dripping water echoed in the empty bathroom, and gradually white mist rose, blurring the human figure.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in the night sky. The strong white light illuminated the dark room, and a black figure squatted on the ground.

Then, thunder sounded and Bai Lian frowned slightly. In his sleep, he felt like there was a stone pressing on his chest and he couldn't push it away.

Why is this stone still sticky?

And his neck was a little itchy. Bai Lian woke up in a daze and the first thing he felt was something strange in his chest.

He looked down and could only see a black head. Bai Lian narrowed his eyes slightly and pulled out a hand to turn on the bedside lamp.

Finally I saw the person trembling in my arms.

Bai Lian pushed him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Leng Yizi quietly stuck his head out, his face full of fear and horror, and looked out the window, "Thunder... I'm scared!"

Bai Lian looked at him suspiciously. He was now wearing pajamas, and except for his face, he looked completely different from the cold Leng Yizi who emanated from his body during the day.

[Trinity, come out, what's going on with the mission target? ]

[Host, the world plot introduction does not provide a detailed introduction to the mission target, it just says that the mission target has a hidden disease, so everything depends on the host to investigate it himself! ]

System 111 was awakened from its sleep by the host. It yawned, and its sleepy eyelids seemed unable to open.

Coincidentally, a bolt of thunder streaked across the sky again. Leng Yizi's body trembled, and he hid in the quilt, hugging Bai Lian's waist.

Bai Lian has reason to suspect that he is trying to take advantage of her?

Why did he go into his room in the middle of the night and hide under his own quilt? Wasn't there a quilt in his room?

But seeing how he's trembling now, I probably won't be able to ask him anything.

Bai Lian patted the bulge in the quilt and said, "Don't be afraid, there is no thunder outside anymore."

Perhaps because his voice was too gentle, Leng Yizi's body stopped shaking, but he fell asleep.

Bai Lian sighed helplessly, and moved his body slightly, trying to pry his hands apart first, but he hugged her tighter instead. He muttered, "No, don't... leave me."

Not knowing what he dreamed about, his eyes became wet and he sniffed.

Bai Lian didn't move him. He raised his hand to pick up the mobile phone on the bedside table and turned on the recording function in case he denied it after waking up and even blamed him.

After the recording, Bai Lian put down his phone, looked at him quietly for a while, turned off the bedside lamp, and lay down.

Anyway, it won’t be Bai Lian who should feel guilty tomorrow.

After falling asleep peacefully the whole night, Leng Yizi, who had formed an early-rising biological clock, woke up, but felt something was wrong.

Why does it feel so soft underneath? And it has that fresh fragrance!

His mind was confused for a moment, then Leng Yizi came to his senses, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand from Bai Lian.

This, this, this... How could he appear on Bai Lian's bed?

And it was like an octopus clinging to Bai Lian!

Leng Yizi's cold white skin was tinged with shame. It couldn't be that Bai Lian had forced him to come to his room!

And this octopus posture must have been initiated by himself.

Leng Yizi lowered his brows. He didn't expect that this was more serious. He had to find time to see Dr. Luo.

He glanced at Bai Lian, making sure that he showed no signs of waking up, and carefully got out of bed.

Because he had just woken up, a strand of hair on his head stood up, trembling along with Leng Yizi's footsteps.

He opened the door gently, looked back at Bai Lian, and closed the door quietly.

Before Leng Yizi could breathe a sigh of relief, a voice came from behind him.