216: C216 Cute and Playful

C216 Cute and Playful

Forget it, he's seen it anyway.

She wrapped herself in a towel, put on her pants first, then put on her upper body.

The gaze behind her was sharp and unique.

The panda tried its best to ignore his dark gaze. After getting dressed, it called Zhan Zifeng.

It also cooperated very well with him by using an external voice.

"Xiong Miao, it's so early." The call connected, and Zhan Zifeng's gentle voice came through.

Xiong Miao opened her mouth and was about to say hello when she received Zhan Yeling's sharp gaze.

She was stunned and carefully said those words.

"I will not call you treasure anymore."

After she said that, her heart beat like a drum, waiting for the other party's reply.

He hoped that Zhan Zifeng could be normal and give a normal answer. He did not want to be as abnormal as Zhan Yeling, who did not play according to common sense.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Zhan Zifeng asked with concern.

Xiong Miao heaved a sigh of relief when she heard his answer. She looked at Zhan Yeling and said to her phone, "It's nothing. I'm going to have breakfast. I'll hang up first."

After she finished speaking, she quickly hung up the phone. She was afraid that Zhan Zifeng would say something that would anger Zhan Yeling again. If that was the case, she would not be able to have a good time.

She put down the phone and looked at the man. "Look, I said I'm calling you."

"Let's hear it again." Zhan Yeling's pitch-black eyes stared at her. He could not ignore it.

"This..." Xiong Miao hesitated.

"What, you don't want to? You called me that pleasant just now." The man crossed his arms in front of his chest. He had the height advantage and looked down from above.

His aura was right in front of his eyes. In order to avoid unnecessary complications, Xiong Miao intended to cooperate and call him.

However, just now, he was dreaming of calling her daughter Bear's name. He must have called her so naturally and gently.

At this moment, she deliberately called this cold and scary man as a treasure.

She found it difficult to call him out.

However, the man's immense pressure did not allow her to hesitate for too long.

In a second, she gave him a big smile and obediently called out, "Baby, baby, it's time to eat breakfast. I'm so hungry."

Only when she was obedient and obedient did he feel satisfied.

"You can go down first." He sent a message.

To Xiong Miao, it was like giving a special pardon.

Just as Xiong Miao was about to run away, she was suddenly worried that her attempt to escape would be too obvious and cause him to be angry, so she stabilized her footsteps and slowly walked outside.

She glanced back and saw that Zhan Yeling had returned to his own room with his slender legs.

Fortunately, there was a washing room downstairs, as well as a disposable towel and toothbrush.

Xiong Miao finished washing up and came out. She saw the man in a black suit sitting at the dining table and eating. His movements were elegant and calm. He had returned to his refined and refined appearance as a social elite.1

It was as if the person who was as fierce as a tiger and fierce as firewood yesterday and the night before was not him.

Xiong Miao scolded him a thousand times in her heart.

She walked to the opposite side of him and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

Because Zhan Yeling had already prepared another set of breakfast. It must have been prepared for her.

The past few times, he had already made him unhappy because of the problem of eating. This time, Xiong Miao learned her lesson.

She ate some eggs, then picked up a sandwich and said to him with a smile, "Delicious..."

Her voice was clear and cheerful. The fragrance from her body also drifted to his nose.

Zhan Yeling's vision suddenly became clear.

In front of him was the pretty and lively face of a woman. Her mouth was wrapped with food. She was even smiling. The dimples on her cheeks were deep, charming and playful. Her clear watery eyes had been narrowed into a line by her, and her long eyelashes were like butterflies. She rested on her eyelids, flapping her wings from time to time.

This face was beautiful, cute, and playful.

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