Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 274 Miss Republic of China is acting like a baby again (25)

The door was gently closed, and Zhang Yanqing left without looking back.

The military boots stepped on the escalator and made a "creaking" sound.

But Zhang Yanqing could hear it more clearly than that voice. What he felt was the trembling deep in his own bones and the boiling of every inch of blood.

The dark feeling all over his body crazily gnawed at his nerves.

But he
Enjoy without knowing it.

After going downstairs, Zhang Yanqing explained a few words to Aunt Lian lightly, stepped out, and let Zong Yu watch that the carload of young girls' luggage was packed properly.

Until it got dark, the black car parked steadily at the gate of Yanlu Mansion with two dazzling lights on.

The man has a straight back and steady steps, but his walking speed is much faster than usual.

As soon as she entered the room, Aunt Lian twisted her apron to greet her anxiously, and said in a panicked voice, "Supervisor!"

Zhang Yanqing took off his military cap, and casually hung it on the coat rack by the door.

While unbuttoning the military coat, he looked at Aunt Lian coolly, "Say."

That concise word made Aunt Lian shudder.

He rubbed his fingers on the apron several times, lowered his head, and put on the bullet, "Miss, she hasn't eaten all day. The porridge I served in the morning and the noodles I made at noon, the young lady didn't take a bite." move."

really.

In the next second, the man narrowed his eyes.

Zhang Yanqing threw the coat on the sofa without hanging it on the coat rack, "What about dinner?"

Aunt Lian, "I didn't eat either."

"Bring it to me."

"Ugh."

After a while, Aunt Lian came from the kitchen carrying a Lily Glutinous Rice Congee and three side dishes.

She handed the tray to her own warlord, and quietly added, "Boss, this little girl loses her temper, and she'll be fine if you coax her. I heard from Adjutant Zong that the two of you are still engaged. This old saying often goes Ah, how can a husband and wife have an overnight feud—”

Aunt Lian put on a persuasive appearance, thinking that the man would listen to a few words, but unexpectedly, those black eyes staring at her became darker and colder.

She shrank her neck and fell silent.
The man stepped around her and went upstairs.

Seeing that cold back completely disappear from her eyes, Aunt Lian dared to curl her lips and muttered, "Miss is wronged. It would be great if this engagement could be dissolved!"

"Knock, knock—" two knocks sounded on the door, and before the people in the room could react, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The curtains were drawn, and the lights were not turned on.

The room was pitch black, Ying Chuo Chuo could only see a ball of miniatures on the bed.

Zhang Yanqing put the dinner plate on the table, went to the door and turned on the light.

There was a sound of "pop", and the light in the room was bright.

The girl was still wearing the French dress she wore in the morning. The skirt was fluffy and loose on the bed, and she curled up with her knees in her arms, in an extremely insecure posture.

The soft hair covered her face, and the soft curve was illuminated to make her quiet and cute, but it also revealed a little loneliness.

Zhang Yanqing curled her fingers and stood beside the bed, "Eat."

Jiang Wan slowly raised her head buried between her knees, glanced at him, and asked without emotion, "Which identity did the Governor give this order? A Wan is not a soldier of the Governor, nor is he his fiancée." , Ah Wan knows."

She raised her pale and dry lips, looked at the door with a wry smile, and said slowly, "Perhaps... the warlord regards A Wan as a pet in a cage? Or is it a plaything?"

That self-deprecating tone made Zhang Yanqing uncomfortable, and Qingjuan's brows and eyes were frowned, stained with cold mist.

"The governor didn't imprison you." He pursed his lips.

"Then let me move back."

"The current situation is special. I have already called Mr. Jiang in the morning, and he has no objection to your temporarily living in the Yanlu Mansion."

Jiang Wan glanced at him again, "The warlord has negotiated with my father about the dissolution of the engagement? Will he agree?"

Zhang Yanqing was suffocated by his clear eyes, or maybe he was fooled by those words.

Unable to answer, his eyes flickered again and again.

"Eat." He diverted the conversation, still only said those two dry words, but his tone was softer.

Seeing the girl on the bed motionless, Zhang Yanqing moved her lips subconsciously, "I can feed you if you have no strength."

Jiang Wan suddenly snorted, mockingly, "You don't need to do it yourself."

She got off the bed, sat at the table, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, "After eating, I need to borrow the phone."

Zhang Yanqing thought she was going to call her family, so she agreed silently without thinking too much.

The girl bent her thin back and ate the meal on the table slowly.

She doesn't lose her temper, she is quiet and well-behaved, but she also inexplicably frightens the man standing by the door looking at her back.

He is used to her fuss, acting like a baby, and the corners of her unscrupulous and bright lips.

And looking at him with joy.

just.

Those all kinds are like being wiped away by the wind, and they are nowhere to be found.
(End of this chapter)