Black Emperor's Burning New Beloved

After stopping the car, Meng Yazhi walked towards her with a heat preservation bucket in her hand: "Xiaobai, long time no see! Is the injury on your head better?"

Bai Yi can understand what Meng Yazhi said last night. She is not against herself. She just has a grudge with Ying Tianjue's parents and doesn't want to have a relationship with Ying family. Therefore, Bai Yi doesn't blame her.

In fact, she is very curious. What are the grudges between aunt Meng and Ying family?

And Yan Siming, why should he be so incompatible with Ying Tianjue?

"Well, better..." she put away her curiosity and replied.

"You see, I made soup for you by myself. It's humid and windy outside today. Don't stay outside. Go in and I'll serve you soup!" Meng Yazhi took her hand and walked to the villa.

Bai Yi turned to look at her and thought silently. When Aunt Meng saw Ying Tianjue who suddenly lived here, she didn't know what she would think?

Meng Yazhi took Bai Yigang into the living room. Suddenly she saw two black men sitting at the end of the sofa and at the other end of the sofa. She immediately stopped, blinked and blinked again

Well... Did you read it right?

Is the man sitting at the other end of the sofa Ying Tianjue?

Is he here to take Xiaobai back? How do you feel there's something wrong with this way?

When I came in just now, I didn't seem to find any signs of fighting outside the villa, and I didn't seem to see any blood on the ground

Meng Yazhi's eyes fell on his white shirt, and his eyes suddenly widened. How did the blood run to him?

Did his son hurt him this time? That's why he sat in the room... Negotiating? In a short time, Meng Yazhi's mind filled with all kinds of brains to make up the whole story of this matter.

"Aunt Meng, don't you want to bring me soup? Let's go to the kitchen!" Bai Yi took some stupid Meng Yazhi to the kitchen.

Should Tianjue see Meng Yazhi's shock, it doesn't matter

Yan Siming didn't explain anything to his mother. There's nothing to explain. She'll know later.

In the kitchen, Bai Yi took two bowls out, filled two bowls of soup from the heat preservation bucket and put them in a tray. When she was ready to take them out, Meng Yazhi suddenly grabbed her and asked, "Xiao Bai, my son hurt the boy at Ying's house?"

Bai Yi thought for a while and replied, "yes, but not all."

With that, she went out with the tray. Bai Yi looked at the men on the sofa like two squatting black statues, and was very speechless and helpless to them.

She picked up a bowl of soup from the tray. Before reaching out to Ying Tianjue, the hands of the two men suddenly reached out to themselves without tacit understanding!

At the same time, he said, "give it to me!"

"Thank you!"

As soon as they finished, the two men glared at each other like Mars hitting the earth in mid air, and suddenly put aside their tacit understanding. Their eyes fell on Bai Yi and the bowl of soup in her hand!

It seems that whoever she gives this bowl of soup shows that she cares more about who!

Bai Yi stood in place with the bowl of soup in his hand. He was staring at him by two black men. It was just a bowl of soup. What are you fighting for?!

Meng Yazhi came over and looked at the scene in the living room. She felt so depressed that she couldn't even breathe! Honey, what the hell is going on?

"Mr. Yan, do you want to... Drink too?" Bai Yi gave the soup to Ying Tianjue first according to her original intention, because he was injured. She thought Yan Siming wouldn't want to drink soup.

Ying Tianjue got the soup Bai Yi handed him. He looked at Yan Siming sitting opposite with a proud smile. Jianmei picked it up and seemed to say, see, this woman cares about me most!

Bai Yi noticed Ying Tianjue's look and said nothing. She handed her bowl to Yan Siming: "Mr. Yan, let me give you a drink first!"

"What about you? You'd better drink!" Yan Siming was so angry with Ying Tianjue that he had to endure. Hum, didn't he give him the soup first? That doesn't mean Bai Yi cares more about him!

"There should be another bowl in the heat preservation bucket. Drink it first." Bai Yi handed him the bowl and went to the kitchen. Oh, there is only a small half of the bowl

Forget it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, he has ingredients here. Just cook it again at that time.

Meng Yazhi looked at the two men on the sofa and didn't want to sit there. How cold it is to sit there! She went behind her son, poked him on the back and shouted, "son, come up with me. I have something to ask you."

Yan Siming put down his bowl and reluctantly went upstairs with his mother. He knew what she was going to ask himself

Bai Yi went to the living room and looked at the man sitting on the sofa. When he was about to ask him to hurry back, he suddenly shouted, "come back with me! How do you mean to live in a man's house who doesn't even know?"

Bai Yi smiled at him and told him solemnly, "Ying Tianjue, I have nothing to do with you. Where do I live and what does it have to do with you?"

"You are the woman I slept with! You can only be mine in this life! Don't force me to take you back in a tough way!"

She wants to break up with herself unless she dies! Hum, who let her confuse herself like this?

Bai Yi was so angry that he shook his claws when he heard his overbearing words. He suddenly stood up and walked in front of him. He grabbed the soup bowl left in his hand and threw it heavily on the table. Do he want to care about this overbearing bastard for wool?

"Get out of here quickly!" Bai Yinu said to him.

"Unless you leave with me?" Ying Tianjue stood up and snorted confidently.

Bai Yi didn't care about the bully. Upstairs, Yan Siming and Meng Yazhi came down. After Meng Yazhi understood the whole story, she also advised her son to let Xiao Bai go back with Ying Tianjue, but the boy didn't want to, and she had no choice.

Forget it. Now that Xiaobai is free, let them toss around. Anyway, he can't take care of him.

Meng Yazhi didn't want to breathe the cold air here. After going downstairs, she cared about Bai Yi and left.

After dinner in the evening, Bai Yi just sat down on one side. Two men around her immediately sat down beside her! Well, she ignored them and let them fight boring!

"Bai Yi, you are too thin now. Eat more meat!" Yan Siming said, deliberately holding a chopstick in front of a man.

A man on the left suddenly looked bad. His face was black like a storm

"Thank you... I'll do it myself." Bai Yi doesn't have to look at someone, but he knows what he looks like now!

Suddenly, the dish Yan Siming had just given himself was taken away by a pair of chopsticks! Not only the dishes were taken away, but even her rice bowl was robbed by someone!