100 ways to fall in love with a gold master

Jian Zhi'an has heard of a word called "Sura Field".

Having never experienced it before, he was still a little surprised at the exaggeration of this word, and wondered how terrible it was that the word Shura should be used.

Now he understands.

Bai Yan's image outside has always been meticulous, even the top button of his shirt is fastened carefully every day, and he has no intention of bowing to the heat of early summer.

But today, the president's obedient and obedient bangs were tilted rebelliously, and Jian Zhi'an could tell at a glance that it was because the other party dozed off for a while while working overtime all night, and was pressed out by his arms while lying on the table.

Presumably, Bai Yan has also been pressured by water, but the bangs are still upright, in stark contrast to its exhausted owner who has been up all night.

Seeing her boyfriend like this, Jian Zhian's heart suddenly softened.

But before he could stand up, Uncle Yao, who was sitting next to him, raised his eyelids and glanced at Jian Zhi'an. The lukewarm look in his eyes was not terrible, but it made his legs go limp, so he could only sit obediently in place.

Jian Zhi'an shrank her neck, and called out cowardly: "Uncle Yao, my friend is on the opposite side, shall I say hello to him?"

Hearing this question, Uncle Yao raised his brows, then showed a satisfied smile, and nodded.

Just between the questioning and answering between the two, Bai Yan had already strode over, his usually calm eyes rarely burning with anger.

It's just that he is a businessman who has fought in the mall after all, although this middle!Year!male!people!Bai Yan's provocation had already been slapped on Bai Yan's face, but he still suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and looked at his little boyfriend.

"he is?"

"Let me introduce you!" Jian Zhi'an said in a hurry, then glanced at the expression of the man beside him, and then replied: "He is the guardian who adopted me, you can just call him Uncle Yao! He is a Nice guy to get along with!"

Why doesn't Bai Yan feel this way at all?

The other party obviously knew who he was and his relationship with Jian Zhi'an.During the short exchange between the two of them, Bai Yan realized that the man in front of him, who could even be said to have a graceful and luxurious temperament, was definitely not a good match.

There was the most amiable standard smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, but his eyes clearly measured Bai Yan, and his every move showed the rich life experience of this "Uncle Yao".

This is not the experience that ordinary working families can accumulate.

Bai Yan has only seen it on the faces of a very small number of people, and all of them are unattainable existences in the eyes of ordinary people.

Even now, the other party is sitting on a dilapidated breakfast stall with a low wooden bench under his buttocks, and he can only look at Bai Yan with his head up. This person's eyes are still calm and stable.

When he appeared here, Jian Zhi'an immediately changed from Bai Yan's little sweetheart to this man's loyal puppy, who dared to act only after the master nodded and promised.

Even if it's to say hello or ask a question, Jian Zhi'an has to see the smile of the other party to let go of the nervous look in his eyes. Bai Yan has never seen such a little boyfriend

This person's control over Jian Zhi'an goes deep into his bone marrow, he doesn't hide it, and he is even willing to show Bai Yan the sick relationship between the two.The little boyfriend's eyes were still blank and innocent, as if he didn't understand what happened, but Bai Yan himself had clearly noticed the silent expulsion from the other party.

"what happened?"

Jian Zhian opened her mouth to ask, and almost bit off her tongue nervously.Uncle Yao told himself before that he would come to see him this month—but this kind of surprise visit from the class teacher is too scary, right?

Especially in this situation, it was like copying homework for fun, and suddenly the class teacher appeared from the back door.

"Hello." Jian Jian Yao nodded at Bai Yan, with a natural and superior attitude of an elder: "My name is Jian Yao, and I offended you when we met for the first time. My family An An is not sensible, so you just take him for a joke, and I will be false." How old are you, how can you bear the title of Uncle Yao? I have the cheek to call you brother."

Bai Yan pulled the corner of his lips, and poked hard on the bench on the other side of Jian Zhi'an.He understood the implication of the other party's words, he was disgusted with his own age.

You old man, what right do you have to despise me! ! !

Bai Yan's heart was full of fluctuations.

But can he lift the table in front of Jian Zhian? No, he had to take a deep breath, so as not to make his face look too scary, lowered his head and said to his little boyfriend: "Eat quickly, and go back to the company after eating. Otherwise, you will be caught by others It’s not convenient for people to see it.”

Jian Zhian hugged the bowl, and she nodded obediently, which made Bai Yan feel a little relieved.

"What's the inconvenience?" It's a pity that someone wants to disagree with Bai Yan.Jian Jianyao took a pair of chopsticks and helped Jian Zhi'an mix the noodles so that the noodles would not fall off while talking: "Isn't the dormitory in the company's campus, and Bagua Yuji can't get in."

"There are always unknown people who can sneak in." Bai Yan said this, staring at the other party coldly.

"Why, is the relationship between my An'an and you so shady?" Simple Yao confronted each other.

Jian Jian shrank shiveringly at the table, feeling that today's bowl of noodles would make her stomach hurt.

Everyone says that the Shura field is scary, so don't lie to me!

Luckily, Uncle Yao made this sentence a bit more unpleasant, and then he stopped borrowing Bai Yan's words, and returned to his usual appearance as a good uncle who dotes on the younger generation, talking softly to Jian Zhi'an about the daily routine.

"Why are you dressed like this today?"

Jian Zhi'an remembered that Uncle Yao hadn't worn Tang suits to live the life of an old cadre?

"I just came down from a cultural exchange meeting yesterday, and the organizer asked me to wear a uniform."

"!!! Uncle Yao, are you... the plane in the early morning? Why are you in such a hurry? Did something happen at home?"

Hearing this, Uncle Yao nodded his head on the silly head of his most precious and caring child: "What can happen at home? I am worried that you will be bullied outside. Who would dare to say that about you at home before?"

Saying so, a ruthless look flashed across his watery phoenix eyes, and then he smiled gently: "You can't even control the public opinion, why are you doing cultural propaganda?"

"Ahem, cough, Uncle Yao, Uncle Yao, that's not socialist!" Jian Zhian choked on the noodle soup.