Looking at the meat in the plate, Beichen stretched out his arm, paved the napkin on the purple pupil, and then picked up the knife and fork to help her cut the meat.
And Zitong leaned down in his arms with peace of mind, enjoying all this, and it was not unnatural.
Opposite, Weiyang looked at the appearance of the two, and raised his eyebrows very lightly.
I don't know why, looking at the two people, there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
That emotion is a bit jealous?!
"Tonight, I want to take her away." Bei Chen raised his hand to help Zitong wipe the corners of his lips.
"Our agreement does not include you can live with her." Beichen said coldly.
"There are beds and sofas here, I can sleep on the sofa." Weiyang sipped a wine, "Isn't you even trust your own woman?"
"Of course I trust her." Bei Chen raised his face, and a pair of ink eyes fell on Weiyang's face deeply, "But, I don't trust you."
"Beichen." Zitong gently held his arm, "It's okay, I will protect myself, you have to believe me."
Beichen frowned and looked at her, "I'll stay."
"Beichen!" Zitong straightened up, "You forgot, do you promise me something, just three days, as long as you endure three days and solve the werewolf, I will never leave you again."
"Have you told it just now, want to tell stories?" Opposite the table, Wei Yang was lazy.
"Yes, Beichen, you also listen together, because this is the story of the three of us." Zitong lay back on his chest again, "I still remember, one night, the three of us eat like this ..."
Enjoy the dinner sent by Beichen to his mouth, Zitong slowly tells those things.
Talking about the friendship between Beichen and Weiyang, talk about the battle between the two each meeting, and the three people cooperate together to conquer Beizhou ...
Of course, she knows the emotional entanglement between the two men.
This time, she can't provoke Weiyang anymore.
Both men were unconsciously listened to the fascination. Weiyang even poured a glass of wine to Beichen.
With her story unconsciously, the blood is turbulent.
"Both of us, who is more powerful?" Weiyang finally couldn't help asking.
"Is this?" Zitong smiled, "It seems ... you have never split or lose."
"Continue." Weiyang Yang Yang wine glass, he hasn't listened enough.
"Enough." Beichen had already taken the paper towels, helped her wipe the corners of her lips, helped her body, and then sent a large paper bag over and "Go to wash."
Zitong opened the paper bag and looked at it. I saw a brand new clothes inside.
"Thank you." She said with a smile and got up and walked into the bathroom.
Bei Chen sent the last piece of meat in the plate to his mouth with a fork, slowly swallowing, but his eyes kept staring at Weiyang opposite the table.
"Don't hit Zitong's idea, she is mine!"
Weiyang shrugged, "It is your natural not running, not your strong stay."
"Touch her, you will die!"
Beichen gently pointed out, and when it was released, the fork had changed.
"Okay." Zitong walked out of the bathroom after washing, and went to Beichen's side. "You should go back, I'll send you."
Send him to the terrace, take a closer look at the surroundings, and confirm that no one pays attention, so he waved his hand from him.
Beichen raised his hand and grabbed her palm, "What about my good night kiss?"