GBT Chapter 80

“Woo–”

Yu Xiang started the train with a “woo woo,” then burst into a wail.

Originally, he had bought a plane ticket to return home on Gua Gua’s last day of the college entrance exam. However, on the day he was supposed to leave, he rushed downstairs from his residence, lost his footing, and fell all the way down. Fortunately, his forehead and face were only bruised and scraped, but his foot swelled up quite badly, affecting his ability to walk.

So he’s still abroad now.

He wanted to contact Gua Gua the day he fell, but the people here, following his brother’s instructions, confiscated all his electronic devices. Only today, after his injury had improved somewhat, did they return his phone and tablet.

Who knew…

Who knew!

His Gua Gua has a dog now!

What about his brother?

My future sister-in-law has already grown wings and flown away.

Yu Xiang felt like the sky was falling. He hugged the tablet and wailed louder and louder, the screen covered in a puddle of tears.

Jiao Bai took off the other side of his earphones.

Unbearable. Both were crybabies made of water, but Li Jue sobbed quietly, his lips trembling as he choked out whimpers, or simply shed silent tears.

But Yu Xiang, he was consistently high-decibel, thin and shrill.

“Why is your brother suddenly crying?”

A questioning voice sounded from above. Jiao Bai unconsciously turned his face, and his head throbbed. He covered the spot he’d bumped and glared speechlessly at the old pervert next to him.

If you’re going to be in the shot, be in the shot, but why are you so close?

Qi Yi Liao’s arm was still draped over the back of the chair. The younger man was originally facing the phone screen, but now he was face to face with him, the corners of his eyes tinged with a bit of physiological redness.

Like a touch of red ink bleeding into a piece of white silk. Damp, light color.

“The force is mutual,” Qi Yi Liao said helplessly. “If you’re hurting, Uncle is hurting too.”

Jiao Bai rolled his eyes.

The hand covering his head was taken away, and a dry, warm palm pressed against the spot he’d bumped, rubbing it gently.

Jiao Bai hadn’t even had time to feel awkward before Qi Yi Liao’s question distracted him. “This rain is going to last for days. Do you have any plans to go out?”

“No plans,” Jiao Bai said, looking at the friend list on the account.

At a glance, there was only a cat online. The bloodstains had completely disappeared at some point, not a drop could be seen, as if they had never been there. But the neck was still abruptly broken, the arc of the crack shrinking.

Its fur was all white, shiny and bright, fluffy. You’d want to rua it just by looking at it.

The cat’s golden pupils were round, its ears perked up, and a purring sound came from its throat.

But the activity level of its master hadn’t moved, as if frozen.

Jiao Bai glared at it coldly. Happy, huh? Where’s the activity level? What’s the meaning of this?

The cat wagged its tail at him.

Jiao Bai couldn’t figure it out, feeling stifled and angry. He slapped away the cat master’s hand. “Alright, stop rubbing me.”

The atmosphere instantly changed from warm to stiff.

Jiao Bai didn’t observe Qi Yi Liao’s expression. He was glancing at the activity level. Cooperating with reading scriptures, being a good student who loves to learn, it didn’t increase. Provoking and fighting back, it still didn’t increase. It was really fucking strange.

Sure enough, his rank wasn’t high enough, and the timing of entering the Lan Mo mansion wasn’t right. He should have waited a bit longer.

Jiao Bai’s mouth drooped down, and he became apathetic.

“Meow.”

The cat suddenly called to him, a noble young master’s cold face, but the call was quite soft.

Jiao Bai coldly snorted, looking like he had a heart of stone. Did it think it could just casually call out and he would… damn it.

The activity level increased.

By 2.

Damn it, that’s only a little bit, not enough to fill a tooth gap, but Jiao Bai was extremely happy.

“Why are you frowning and throwing a tantrum one moment, and then smiling and shaking your legs the next?” Qi Yi Liao frowned, his tone full of an elder’s concern. “I’ll call a doctor to come and take a look at you, see if you’ve damaged your brain.”

Jiao Bai: “…”

On the other side of the video, Yu Xiang, who had witnessed the whole process, stopped wailing. He lowered his eyelashes, took out the phone in his pocket, and vigorously pressed the keyboard under the table, sending a message.

The force was so great that his fingernails bent inward with each poke, and the phone trembled.

-Yu Ling! Your chance to be a dog is gone!!! Completely gone!!!!

Dongcheng, Cen family.

Yu Ling had just finished attending an internal meeting. He was kept behind by Cen Jingmo to listen to the other party and several confidants discuss the situation in the Nan and Xi cities.

Yu Ling didn’t understand this aspect; he wasn’t good at business.

Yu Ling unwrapped the black bandage on his wrist, shaking off the tiny dust particles that had seeped inside.

Wu Yue next to him leaned closer to him, covering his mouth with his hand, and whispered, “Ling-ge, you’ve been using this bandage for a long time, haven’t you?”

Yu Ling’s elbow rested on his military pants, faintly pressing out the lines of his blocky muscles, strong and vigorous, filled with a pure and resolute masculine hormone aura.

“Shouldn’t it be changed? I have a new one,” Wu Yue’s eyes fell on the old scar on the man’s left jaw. Someone who’s stronger than her, has more accurate marksmanship than her, has a strong masculine flavor, and also meets her aesthetic standards is really rare. She gave her greatest friendly attitude, “Or should I get you a few?”

Yu Ling’s slightly dry lips moved slightly: “Don’t change it.”

Wu Yue, out of the innate delicate and sensitive advantage that women have in a certain aspect, tentatively asked, “A love token?”

Yu Ling’s prominent Adam’s apple suddenly rolled, silent.

Wu Yue raised her heroic eyebrows. A man like this, if he has someone he belongs to, must have given his life and loyalty. She knowingly sat back.

Yu Ling re-tied the bandage. Only he and Cen Jingmo were left in the study. He took out his phone, which had been set to silent, and checked the message sent by his younger brother, his face not changing much.

Only the force of gripping the phone increased a bit.

“Captain Yu, you’ve been working hard recently.” Cen Jingmo wore a blue silk shirt, his white hair stuck to the collar, his lips were bright and his teeth were white, and he was like a pampered crown prince, also a new emperor who ascended to the throne by stepping on the corpses of his brothers and relatives.

Yu Ling leaned back in his chair, his broad shoulders and thick back resting against it. He didn’t politely respond with a sentence.

The “request” made by this crown prince was that he come to the Cen family to help with the emergency, and he only needed to stay for a month and a half. After the New Year, he could leave whenever he wanted.

But after the New Year, a month passed, two months passed… and now it’s already June.

Yu Ling really wanted to leave, and he was confident that he could leave alive. The reason he was still in the Cen family was that he didn’t want to leave for the time being.

Cen Jingmo had almost taken control of the Cen family recently. Next, the forces he cultivated would begin to go abroad. Newly appointed, young, even if he was a drug addict, his sharpness couldn’t be hidden. He had more drive and ambition than the other leaders who had been in power for many years.

That young man was in Xi City.

Perhaps he would be forced to be taken to Nan City.

With him here, he could at least get in touch with some of the Cen family’s plans, maybe he could help a little.

If the young man wanted to get away from that gang, he could…

A soft laugh interrupted Yu Ling’s thoughts. When he looked over, Cen Jingmo handed him a folder. “Mr. Jiao is really a magical person.”

The folder fell into Yu Ling’s hands, and he shook it open, revealing the papers and photos inside. He looked at the photos first.

There was only one.

It was a tall, thin figure wearing the First High School uniform. He had his hands in his pockets, his white sneakers stepping on fallen leaves, walking forward lazily, with a sunset glow in the background.

The person taking the photo paid attention to composition and color matching.

Although it didn’t fully capture the radiance in the eyes of the person in the photo, it was still five or six points there.

The young man’s eyes were facing the camera. He knew someone was secretly photographing him; he was very perceptive.

Yu Ling wasn’t surprised. He had seen it in the old house at that time.

After reading the photos, Yu Ling began to flip through the information.

A knock sounded outside the study. Two guards pressed a team member in. Former colleagues, now enemies.

This was a normal phenomenon in the Cen family. There were always people from other forces in the family among the followers around them. Once one was caught, there would be hidden ones.

“Hey, this is the third one this month.”

Cen Jingmo took the black gloves handed over by Wu Yue, putting them on one by one, covering his fair fingers that were suitable for holding a pen. The elegant and precious temperament of his scholar faded a little, adding a bit of fresh bloodiness, making him appear both gloomy and perverse.

Cen Jingmo, wearing gloves, held the gun. He closed his eyes.

As if unwilling to look at the evils of the world.

The guard kept begging for mercy: “Crown Prince, please spare my life. I was forced to do it. My wife is about to give birth in two months…”

“Bang.”

A muffled sound exploded from his throat, blasting out a cloud of blood.

A warm, solid corpse fell backward, his eyes bulging, blood gushing from the hole in his neck.

Soiling the expensive carpet.

“Replace the carpet.” Cen Jingmo tossed the gun to Wu Yue. He took off his gloves and walked to Yu Ling. “Not done reading yet?”

Yu Ling’s thoughts were immersed in the information.

The “Tianxing” A component was attached to his collarbone, rising and falling slightly with his suppressed breathing.

“Former Chairman Shen’s wife, the person whom Qi Total hates and wants to kill, Shen Young Master’s classmate, now half the master of the Qi family, and Chu Young Master’s nemesis for the sake of a beauty,” Cen Jingmo’s danfeng eyes raised slightly. “How interesting.”

Yu Ling flipped through the information carefully, his brow always furrowed.

Cen Jingmo sat back on the upper seat, crossing his hands and resting them on his chin: “If I didn’t have no time, I would want to contact Mr. Jiao.”

Yu Ling pinched the information and looked up, his eyes dark.

“I was curious about Mr. Jiao after that conversation in the car last year, but now…” Cen Jingmo said halfway, he smiled politely. “Captain Yu, take a few days off.”

Yu Ling pursed his angular lips: “Take a vacation? At this time?”

“Yes, you’re too tired and need to rest.” Cen Jingmo’s white bangs were slightly long, blocking a bit of his eyebrows and eyes. “Go back and get together with your brother.”

“And Mr. Jiao.” He added, “You haven’t seen each other for half a year. You must have a lot to talk about.”

Yu Ling stood up, the information was pressed on the table, the thick, warm palm pressed down, and after a few seconds, he bent his fingers and tapped it: “Don’t touch him.”

Cen Jingmo coughed a few times, his thin and slender body trembling with his cough: “Captain Yu is joking. I don’t need to use him yet.”

Yu Ling scrutinized for a long time, then turned to walk out.

Cen Jingmo said behind him: “Captain Yu, please say hello to Mr. Jiao for me.”

If Grandpa was still alive, what would he think if he saw that Captain Yu, whom he valued and called an invincible weapon, had found his weakness and was nurturing it with iron blood and tenderness?

Just finished a video call with Yu Xiang, Jiao Bai suddenly sneezed. He glanced at the list, blinked, and stared.

Cen Jingmo’s activity level suddenly soared by a dozen, over 35?

What’s going on…

Such a good thing, should come a few more times!

Jiao Bai excitedly jumped up from his chair, his face full of surprise, hands clenched into fists, and he was about to shout “Good!” when a gaze was cast over from the left, full of interest.

“Cough.” Jiao Bai instantly straightened his expression management. He stretched out the two hands clenched into fists, retracted them, stretched them out, and retracted them. “Third Brother, do you think doing this is good for my cervical spine? Is it okay?”

“Cervical spine uncomfortable?” Qi Yi Liao waved his hand. “Come here, I’ll massage it for you.”

Jiao Bai refused with a smile: “No need.”

Who wants you to massage me? I’m happy now and just want to enjoy myself.

Qi Yi Liao went over to his side.

Jiao Bai retreated, retreated, and retreated all the way to the table, his lower back against the edge of the table. He supported himself on the table with both hands, looking up to face Qi Yi Liao.

This scene, a strong atmosphere of a twentieth-century eight o’clock prime time idol drama, simply.

Jiao Bai couldn’t bear it and stood up. Qi Yi Liao didn’t retreat.

So, the two of them stuck together.

Sticking together wasn’t a big deal,

The important thing was that Jiao Bai reflexively went to push Qi Yi Liao away.

Really, he swore, he just wanted to push Qi Yi Liao away. After all, summer clothes are thin, and their temperatures and smells could basically be said to be integrated, hot.

But,

Jiao Bai lowered his eyes to look at the metal railing in his hand.

This was very sudden.

Qi Yi Liao closed his eyes, his voice not showing anything: “Curious again?”

“No, listen to my explanation.” Jiao Bai wanted to chop off his hand. Where’s the knife? Chop it off. What’s the point of keeping such a opinionated hand?

Qi Yi Liao’s breath was slightly heavy, bringing out a breathy sound: “Hmm?”

Jiao Bai couldn’t explain, because his hand was still clasped on the metal cage, his fingertips wishing they could drill inside.

His wrist was held. He was both relieved and a little reluctant.

Curiosity, this thing is too magical.

Actually, if he really saw it, it should be fine. Having the appetite whetted, but not satisfied, is the most tormenting.

Qi Yi Liao patted the younger man’s sweaty cheeks twice: “Turn around.”

Not only did Jiao Bai not do so, but his eyes also wanted to turn down.

His shoulder was pressed, and then a force pulled him over, facing the pouring rain outside the window. His breath contained a very strong sandalwood scent, mixed with a bitter smoky smell.

Qi Yi Liao leaned up from behind, speaking in his ear, his throat seeming very tight, the pronunciation rough and heavy: “Count to ten, then turn around.”

Jiao Bai didn’t count, he moved back suspiciously.

But Qi Yi Liao retreated a little at this time, his temperature scorching palm pinching his jaw, his index finger grinding open the soft seam of his lips: “Be good, listen to Uncle.”

“Then can I not read tonight?” Jiao Bai took the opportunity to negotiate.

“Okay.” Qi Yi Liao’s voice was still as gentle as usual, but terrifying veins popped out on his forehead, tightening the back muscles under his shirt, the curve restrained and wildly strong, the abdominal muscles tensed to the extreme, rolling with drops of sweat.

“One, two, three, four, ten.” Jiao Bai turned his head swiftly, and what he saw was the bathroom door being closed, he smacked his lips and walked quickly.

The sound of water came from the bathroom, turned up to the maximum, very loud.

The distance between the bedroom and the bathroom was within five meters.

Friend online.

The cat struggled forward, the sound of thin wire cutting into its flesh and bones was creepy, its body convulsed, its pupils contracted in a burst, and a painful roar came from its throat.

The fur around its neck began to bleed again.

Jiao Bai looked at the cat, imagining something. He pinched his nose and opened the glass window, sticking his head out, and getting a head full of rain.

Okay, cool now.

But at this moment, Qi Yi Liao’s shout came from the bathroom, hoarse and vague.

“Xiao Bai, give me the key.”

Jiao Bai was stunned. He reached into both pockets, and only remembered that the phone was on the table when he didn’t find it.

When Jiao Bai ran to the bathroom door with the key, the sound rang again, very close to him, as if Qi Yi Liao was leaning against the door and talking to him.

There were only two words.

“Never mind,” Qi Yi Liao said.

Jiao Bai was dumbfounded. No way, old pervert, can you just let it go? Are you a man? Are you?

What’s the big deal, it’s just that I grabbed your hand…

And you locked it up in a cage like that, so cruel.

“Third Brother, why don’t I come in and help you?” Jiao Bai grabbed the small key and scratched it on the door twice.

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped.

Eerie silence.

Jiao Bai quickly threw the small key in from under the door, turned his head and ran.

He didn’t even notice that the activity level went up and down again.

Zhang Zhen came over more than an hour later. Before going upstairs, he changed into a black suit sprayed with perfume, took painkillers, and also injected drugs that put his energy in a state of short-term excitement. He asked his brothers to check several times to make sure that the traces of the injury were covered up.

Who would have thought that as soon as his younger brother saw him, he would ask him where he was injured.

Zhang Zhen was dumbfounded.

“Spraying perfume, and spraying so much, it’s like admitting something when nothing is wrong.” Jiao Bai smiled noncommittally.

Zhang Zhen: “…”

You really can’t count on that group of rough guys.

Jiao Bai’s hand was about to touch Zhang Zhen, and Qi Yi Liao, who was working at the table, opened his mouth, “A Zhen, let him see.”

Zhang Zhen had to pull up his shirt.

Qi Yi Liao spoke again: “You don’t need to take it all off, just lift it up a little.”

So Zhang Zhen turned his back, lifted the hem of his back clothes, and exposed the waist and back wrapped in gauze in front of Jiao Bai.

His skin was not bronze, very white, his waist was thin, and the muscle lines were very sexy.

“Gunshot wound?” Jiao Bai frowned.

“Knife wound.” Zhang Zhen put down his clothes, smiling and rubbing his hair, “It’s been stitched, it’ll be fine soon, it’s not a big deal.”

Jiao Bai slapped away Zhang Zhen’s hand: “Come in with me.”

Zhang Zhen scratched the back of the hand that was slapped, and asked Third Brother for tactics: “Bai Bai is angry with me, how should I coax him?”

Qi Yi Liao had just taken a cold shower for dozens of minutes, his body was still cool, and his hair was also wet. His hand that was typing on the keyboard kept moving: “Whatever he wants you to do, you promise him.”

Zhang Zhen seemed to understand: “Third Brother, have you ever coaxed my brother?”

After asking, he was shocked, terrified.

How could that be possible?

“What are you still doing there? Come in.” Jiao Bai at the bedroom door urged, his face cold.

“Coming, coming.” Zhang Zhen hurried to catch up.

After the bedroom door closed, the typing sound in the living room stopped. Not long after, a wisp of smoke came out from Qi Yi Liao’s lips, his tongue pressing against the saliva-dampened cigarette butt, skimming it. As if tasting something other than nicotine.

Qi Yi Liao reached the gray-black lighter, buckled the cap, pressed the flame, released it, and then pressed it again.

The crisp sound of metal rang out one after another, the rhythm lazy.

And on the opened document on the computer screen, it was full of dense “restraint”.

In the bedroom, Zhang Zhen sat upright, his brother asked a question, he answered a sentence. The Qi family was neither black nor white, but developed in the gray area, which was also the reason why the Qi family and the Cen family had dealings and cooperation. Except for the relatively confidential content, Zhang Zhen didn’t hide anything else.

Jiao Bai didn’t expect Qi Yi Liao to call Zhang Zhen to Beicheng to do errands, and he came over in person to monopolize the real estate industry in Beicheng.

And it was already in the process of netting.

Jiao Bai was peeling an apple for Zhang Zhen, pondering while peeling. The manga explained that Qi Yi Liao was the leading tycoon in the real estate industry in Xicheng, but didn’t reveal anything else. He was rich enough, and he still wanted to set his sights on this city.

Wasn’t his careerism not strong in “Broken Wings”, and he was able to pick up and put down power?

Why has he become so desperate?

Is he trying to support his family or something?

Isn’t he short-lived? Who is he going to spend so much money on?

Shen Er’an’s protagonist halo made him invincible in the business world. Once he stepped in, everything would be his. Then what Qi Yi Liao is doing now, isn’t it making wedding clothes for others?

Jiao Bai “hissed”, and the blade of the fruit knife scratched his finger.

Zhang Zhen found a tissue to cover his wound, his tone serious: “If you bleed like this, I won’t want to eat apples in the future.”

Jiao Bai: “…”

“Bai Bai, I heard about the Lan Mo mansion.” Zhang Zhen took the fruit knife that he was still holding, “Director Shen’s side won’t give up easily.”

His tone changed, and he said fiercely: “But don’t be afraid, I’ll block you in front. If he dares to come hard, I won’t be polite.”

“Third Brother will also protect you.” Zhang Zhen comforted him.

Jiao Bai smiled: “Got it.”

Was he afraid of a bird? The one who entered the group was a dead man, what’s the point of faking a corpse. He didn’t want to give a single look.

“Then,” Zhang Zhen observed the color of his younger brother’s face, “what requirements do you have for me?”

Jiao Bai squinted, you break the activity level to 50.

“Whatever you do, safety first,” Jiao Bai said on the lips.

Zhang Zhen’s heart was hot: “I guarantee, I will definitely not…”

“Stop.” Jiao Bai stopped him from going on, “Insert fewer flags.”

Zhang Zhen’s peach blossom eyes bent up.

Jiao Bai was touched for the countless time, the mangas he entered were all beauties, a feast for the eyes. Even if you’re not a face dog, you’d find it pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Zhen washed the apple and came back, took a few bites and said: “Bai Bai, there’s an auction here tomorrow night, I’ll talk to Third Brother, let you go with us too.”

The absent-minded Jiao Bai instantly came to life. The auction was also a birthplace of dog blood, how could the ancient style lack this.

In the manga, Shen Er’an took Li Jue to several events, deliberately letting him watch slave performances.

Every time Li Jue started crying in the middle of the event.

Then he was humiliated on the floor in front of the seat by Shen Er’an.

Jiao Bai slapped his head.

“Why are you hitting yourself?” Zhang Zhen grabbed his hand, unconsciously weighed it, and was relieved that he hadn’t lost too much weight.

Zhang Zhen was about to let go when he suddenly caught the blue color on the inside of one of his fingers, and frowned, “How did you do this?”

“Bumped it.” Jiao Bai said casually.

Zhang Zhen looked at his younger brother with scrutinizing eyes, false. When he gets back to Xicheng, he’ll check it himself.

On the night of the auction, Zhang Zhen received a call from Chen Yiming. He hung up and led Jiao Bai through the procedure to enter the venue.

The friendship between Nanshen and Xiqi was envied by many families in the outside world.

This had nothing to do with Zhang Zhen. In the past, he had been polite when he went to the Shen family, calling out Old Madam and Director Shen. Especially Shen Ji, an elder whom he had known for many years.

Now he was not friendly to the surname “Shen”.

Jiao Bai adjusted the mask on his face and lowered his voice: “Everyone who comes here is blocking their face, and they don’t know who is who. It’s quite exciting.”

When Zhang Zhen heard Jiao Bai say this, he paused and sent a message to Chen Yiming.

-Why are you calling me?

Chen Yiming replied quickly: My master has a lot of things to deal with when he comes back, and he doesn’t have much time to spend on his personal life.

Zhang Zhen: Is it handed over to you?

Chen Yiming: No. He is already on his way to Beicheng, carrying a gun. He has the mentality of finishing it early and going back early.

Chen Yiming: You help me give Jiao Bai a message, please wake up my master, please. Whether I will die suddenly depends on him.

Zhang Zhen was sure that the Shen family master and servant were not at the scene at this time. Xicheng was not close to here. He put away his phone, and put his arm around Jiao Bai to find Third Brother.

Qi Yi Liao was sitting in the corner of the last row. Jiao Bai and Zhang Zhen were on his left and right.

In addition to the three of them, there were a few scattered people in this row, all wearing masks with different animal head images, and their sitting postures were more compelling than the other.

Jiao Bai buckleopen Qi Yi Liao gave him a bobcat mask mouth, stuffed in a peach lollipop, which is one of the snacks at the auction.

Many rich people brought small pets, and snacks were provided to them. According to the phenomenon in previous years, the pets had to be busy in the middle, and the energy replenishment was very necessary.

The auction organizer didn’t want to see any casualties.

Jiao Bai finished a lollipop, but the dog blood still didn’t come, they were all rare things. He looked at all of them as the same, RMB.

“Third Brother, is there anything you want to collect?” Jiao Bai leaned close to Qi Yi Liao’s ear, breathing sweet and fragrant.

Qi Yi Liao pinched the back of his neck: “Sit still.”

Jiao Bai couldn’t sit still. His phone was handed over outside, and he didn’t even have anything to pass the time. He was about to find Zhang Zhen to chat through Qi Yi Liao.

The auctioneer’s old voice came through the microphone, and the finale product came on stage.

Jiao Bai squinted and looked, he was stunned and forgot to bite the lollipop in his mouth.

The last auction item was a person, male, from the figure and appearance, it looked like a minor, the specific age was uncertain.

He stood on the stage, wearing a cicada-winged purple garment. His whole body, from head to toe, was snow-white.

The auctioneer skillfully introduced the item, focusing on his genes, talking about how he was a sprite born from medicine. How many drugs had he taken, how many painful or gorgeous transformations had he experienced before coming to the world. How lucky the person who owned him was.

The atmosphere at the scene was stirred up.

It wasn’t for the sake of getting luck in hand, but was stimulated by the sprite’s skin appearance that shouldn’t belong to the mortal world.

When the auctioneer talked about how dreamy the item’s voice was, Jiao Bai’s eyelids twitched, he smelled the familiar dog blood smell.

At the same time, Zhang Zhen also sat up. Bai Bai said he did well in the test and was fully confident of getting into medical university. Medical students were too busy, and when he went to university, where would he have the energy to read for Third Brother.

By that time, Bai Bai would be distracted while reading, make Third Brother angry, and he would be punished, and Third Brother’s situation would not be able to improve.

So,

If you meet a suitable one that can be used, you can’t miss it.

Zhang Zhen carefully proposed: “Third Brother, look…”

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned.

Third Brother’s eyes behind the cat mask were staring at the sprite on the stage, his gaze was indescribably deep and hot, and there seemed to be something surging rapidly inside, about to rush out.

Bai Bai was staring at Third Brother, his cheeks were clenched tightly.

“Buy it.”

“Do you really want to buy it?”

The two spoke one after another.

Zhang Zhen: “Then…”

Qi Yi Liao got up and left the seat.

Jiao Bai also left.

Zhang Zhen: “…”

Why are one or two so strange, at least let me finish talking.

The sprite’s bid reached as high as 200 million.

Zhang Zhen accepted Third Brother’s words, bought him, and brought him back to the hotel.

And it’s the current situation.

Third Brother and the sprite were in the study, and they hadn’t come out for a long time, and there wasn’t much movement.

Zhang Zhen couldn’t figure out Third Brother’s thoughts. He could only see that his younger brother was like a sparrow whose nest had been poked, constantly flapping his wings.

Jiao Bai didn’t care about his expression management. In order to mess with Qi Yi Liao, the old pervert, he stuffed his head with words and scriptures, trying not to stay up late to protect his voice. Half a year had passed, and he had indeed broken Jiang Yan’s record long ago and obtained special privileges.

But where was the activity level of Qi Yi Liao, the old pervert?

What, want him to give way?

“Bai Bai, I see that Third Brother is very satisfied with that auction item, you can step down.” Zhang Zhen sat over, and hooked his leg kicking at the table corner in front of him, clamping it.

Who knew that his younger brother’s face would change drastically: “No way!”

Zhang Zhen couldn’t react: “No, wait a minute, let me sort it out.”

Before his voice fell, his brother went to the door of the study. He quickly chased after him.

Jiao Bai’s eyes stopped Zhang Zhen from speaking. He put his ear to the door, and there seemed to be crying in the study.

Why is it crying?

Jiao Bai couldn’t control himself and knocked on the door.

Only two slaps, a trace of calculation flashed in Jiao Bai’s eyes. He walked to the window and quickly Deduct itthe small key on the key ring and threw it on the lawn outside the window.

This was the first floor, and the location was easy to see.

So when Qi Yi Liao opened the study door, he saw Jiao Bai grabbing his phone, the keychain lightly shaking in mid-air. There was only a little white cat on it. The key was gone.

Qi Yi Liao’s face twitched slightly, tilted his body, and pointed casually inside with his hand: “He is from my mother’s side.”

Jiao Bai: “…Oh.”

Turned around and left.

Qi Yi Liao twisted a piece of flesh on the back of his neck with two fingers: “Where are you going?”

Jiao Bai covered his face, Lao Tzu is going out to pick up the key!