"My brother likes to see me wearing a red dress." Xiao Yiran looked at the photo in her hand infatuatedly.
"Then wear it, your brother will see it in the Nine Heavens, and he will be very happy that you are wearing the dress he likes to see." Zhang Yang patted Xiao Yiran's shoulder and said, "Wait a moment, I will let you go.
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"No, I'll do it myself." Xiao Yiran was suddenly stunned, and her dull eyes began to move.
"Sit down and drink something to replenish your nutrition. I'll call you when I'm done." Zhang Yang took a box of milk from the refrigerator, checked the expiration date, inserted the straw and handed it to Xiao Yiran.
"Well, thank you."
"Drink it and you'll be fine soon."
Zhang Yang gently kissed Xiao Yiran's forehead and walked to the bathroom. The bathroom was a mess. After Zhang Yang patiently rinsed it, he cleaned the bathtub and filled it with warm water.
When Zhang Yangzhan raised his head, Xiao Yiran was standing at the door with clothes in her hands, looking at him blankly.
"Okay, take a good bath. Remember to wash your hair and blow dry it. I'll wait for you outside."
"Well, Zhang Yang, thank you. I know you don't do these things." Xiao Yiran asked gently on Zhang Yang's lips.
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The door closed gently, and Zhang Yang felt hot all over, as if Xiao Yiran's soft lips were still on his mouth. This was a kiss with a different meaning. Although he and Xiao Yiran had already kissed, this
The kiss was essentially different because Xiao Yiran took the initiative.
Touching his lips, Zhang Yang couldn't help feeling inexplicably happy, as if all the ambiguities in his heart had disappeared.
No matter what, just make Xiao Yiran happy!
This is a long wait, this is a happy wait. Zhang Yang did housework for the first time. He began to carefully clean up some rubbish, put some randomly placed items neatly, or restore them to their original positions, such as those on the sofa.
I threw all the clothes into the automatic washing machine and put the scattered photos on the coffee table into the photo album.
He tidied up both Xiao Yiran's bedroom and Xiao Yuanxing's bedroom. Zhang Yang vacuumed it once with a vacuum cleaner and then mopped it clean. Finally, he took a few red plastic roses from the vase and placed them separately.
On the bed and on the coffee table...
At this time, the whole living room is full of vitality, the doors that should be closed are closed, the windows that should be closed are also closed, and the lights that should be turned on are turned on, and it is full of a warm feeling.
"Zhang Yang!"
Finally, Xiao Yiran came out, and she looked at the brand-new living room in surprise.
"Yiran, you are so beautiful!"
Zhang Yang stared blankly at Xiao Yiran, who was wearing a water-red skirt. Although Xiao Yiran was still haggard at this time, she was in much better spirits. There was a red and white clip on her slightly damp hair, which matched the skirt.
It's interesting and there is a quiet beauty in the enthusiasm.
"Really?" Xiao Yiran looked shy, lowering her head and not daring to look at Zhang Yang.
"Yes, you are the most beautiful woman in the world..." After saying these words, Zhang Yang suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. Almost immediately, he thought of the innocent and lovely Liu An and that unruly and lovely girl.
"It's a pity that my brother can never see me again!" Xiao Yiran felt sad.
"He will see it, and he will always pay attention to you." Zhang Yang gently held Xiao Yiran in his arms, and he felt the trembling body.
"Zhang Yang, I miss you so much..."
Xiao Yiran's tears suddenly flowed down. The death of his brother was a huge blow to him, and Zhang Yang's sudden disappearance made her even worse. Behind a woman, there is always a need for a man, whether it is a gentle woman or a strong one.
Women all need a strong and warm chest to rely on, and now, Zhang Yang has become Xiao Yiran's only support.
"Zhang Yang, leave now, you have three minutes!" Just as Zhang Yang and Xiao Yiran were hugging each other tightly and experiencing the rare warmth, suddenly Liu Biao suddenly shouted from downstairs.
Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the person buying Maimaiti was here?
"Yi Ran, I'm leaving soon. There are very important things. If you have anything to say to me, write it in your own QQ space so I can see it. Remember, live happily and I will come back!
"Zhang Yang held Xiao Yiran's shoulders and looked into her eyes.
"What happened?" Xiao Yiran's eyes widened, she felt the pressure of Zhang Yang.
"It's okay, everything will be fine. Just remember what I said. Well, by the way, help me find a set of clothes. I'll put this set of clothes here and keep it safe for me." Zhang Yang suddenly thought of what the girl had given him.
His cautious expression when wearing this outfit.
"Well...but..." Xiao Yiran quickly ran to Xiao Yuanxing's bedroom and found a jacket for Zhang Yang. Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't shy away, he took off his clothes and put them on, and couldn't help but ask.
"Don't ask why, it's hard to explain. Okay, I'll be back, believe me!" Zhang Yang held Xiao Yiran's face with both hands and kissed her deeply.
"I will wait for you." Xiao Yiran shouted as she watched Zhang Yang run downstairs.
Zhang Yang glanced at Xiao Yiran but didn't answer. He wanted her to wait, but he didn't want her to wait. Not everyone is as lucky as the killer couple. If anything happens to him, then Xiao Yiran
Wouldn't Yiran have to remain a widow for the rest of her life?
If this was the case, Zhang Yang would rather Xiao Yiran didn't wait.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang asked, looking at Liu Biao who was standing next to the wolf dog feeding the wolf dog meat.
"Someone just discovered me!"
"Who?"
"Remember that day when we were in the casino? There was a gangster who was the deputy manager of the entertainment city. He was actually a spectator. He drove by just now and happened to see me. We must leave immediately, otherwise, they will arrive soon.
." Liu Biao threw all the meat in his hand to the wolfdog and ran to the iron door to open it.
"Go inside and climb over the wall. They will definitely block us at the gate."
Zhang Yang and Liu Biao turned around and ran towards the villa group. At this moment, more than ten people suddenly ran out of a villa, some holding kitchen knives, some carrying chairs, and a few of them actually held a handful of poker hands.
, obviously, this group of people were gambling. After hearing the news, they hurriedly ran out to intercept Zhang Yang and Liu Biao without any preparation...
"Liu Biao, your legs are running slowly. Follow me. Remember to keep a distance of ten meters. Your mission is not to be caught by them. If there is danger, call me immediately. If you turn around now, you will definitely be blocked.
Do you see the river in front of us? Our target is that river. As long as we get to the river, there is nothing they can do!"
"Jump into the river again?" Liu Biao's expression was stagnant. Just now he had sworn in his heart that he would never jump into the river again.
Zhang Yang didn't wait for Liu Biao's answer, and his body suddenly accelerated. His target was the young man holding the kitchen knife...
The target is getting closer and closer, and the blood-red color in Zhang Yang's eyes disappears, replaced by clarity. A pair of clear eyes are extremely calm, and there is a trace of coldness in that calmness.
Five meters, close!
Astonishingly, the dagger behind the wrist cut a gorgeous dotted line in the air. The target of the dotted line was the wrist that raised the kitchen knife and chopped it off... "Ah..." There was a scream, and the hand holding the kitchen knife was fluttered.
The dagger cut off the bones and flesh and fell to the ground.
There was a loud noise of "Bang!"
A chair hit Zhang Yang's head, and the chair immediately fell apart. The person holding the chair only had the back of the chair in his hand. Zhang Yang felt a warmth flow from his head to his face. There were too many people, and the position where they stood was too big.
This is the only way Zhang Yang and the others must pass. Zhang Yang has no room for maneuver at all. No matter how fast he is, he still needs a space to move.
With a sound of "Hoo!", a chair was thrown at Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang's body suddenly stumbled, and he half-knelt on the ground. A bright and sharp dagger with blood drops was swung at the person holding the back of the chair.
"Ah..." There was another shrill scream, and the young man on the back of the chair had his legs cut to the leg bones by Zhang Yang's dagger, and his whole body was bent on the ground in pain, like a shrimp.
With a sound of "Peng!", another stool hit Zhang Yang's back, almost knocking him down. However, Zhang Yang immediately fell down, rolled suddenly on the ground, and stood up suddenly, with the dagger in the air again.
It drew a brilliant silver light, the speed was so fast that the blood beads on the dagger turned into mist...
"ah……"
The dagger was deeply inserted into the shoulder of the man who hit Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang did not pull it out immediately, but turned the dagger fiercely. The pain caused the young man to roll on the ground, and the blood instantly stained his whole body red.
Suddenly, everyone stopped moving, and even a timid person dropped his stool and ran away without a trace. At this time, Zhang Yang was like a demon from hell, and the blood flowing from his forehead covered Zhang Yang's body.
The face was divided into areas, and the eyes were full of violence. Of course, what scared them was the sharp dagger, which was still dripping with blood...
"Zhang Yang..."
At the sound of Liu Biao's voice, Zhang Yang turned around and saw Liu Biao being pinned to the ground by two people...