Chapter 132

"Dad You don't miss your dad, do you? It's so delicious... " Yang Jiayang thinks that Zhou Zeyu is talking nonsense, but he can think of the questions he asked before. Did Zhou Zeyu really sleep with Su Xiaoran that time

This news is strong enough. I didn't expect that Zhou Zeyu's virgin body was dedicated to Su Xiaoran.

Yang Jiayang grinned, which was more bitter.

A kind of beauty in the world, but no one is the scenery he wants to stop.

So helpless, so bitter smile, and a few people can understand.

"Brother, real man." Yang Jia Yang raised his glass and Zhou Zeyu, and drank the half cup of Baijiu, but this wine is very bitter and bitter tonight, which makes it difficult for people to speak.

But Zhou Zeyu half closed his eyes and said, "but she seems to hate me. Jiayang, what do you say I should do..."

That is, in front of Yang Jiayang, Zhou Zeyu will show his vital appearance. If he is seen by others, he can't laugh at him.

"This woman, you have to be coaxed. On the surface, she won't forgive you even if she dies. In fact, all she wants in her heart is for you to coax her Yang Jiayang said with great experience.

Zhou Zeyu was dubious and said, "can it be useful? "

Yang Jiayang said confidently:" don't worry, I have the most experience in dealing with Su Xiaoran, so I have to use coax... "

In a sentence with a lot of content, Zhou Zeyu's face collapsed instantly.

Seeing the change of Zhou Zeyu's expression, Yang Jiayang immediately shut up.

After half a sound, Zhou Zeyu said slowly, "Ran Ran said that she doesn't want to see you. In the future, don't hang around in front of me, so that she won't be happy to see you."

"Color is more important than friends." Yang Jiayang read out these four words, but he was also happy for Zhou Zeyu. He knew Zhou Zeyu so well that he could do it for a woman, which showed that this woman really entered his heart.

It's a good thing to let go of the past.

There are some things that brothers don't have to say. They understand each other.

This night, Zhou Zeyu almost finished two bottles of red wine alone, and finally directly lay on the sofa, nobody knows.

Yang Jiayang's drinking capacity is not bad at all, and he is moderate tonight, because he knows that he is coming to carry Zhou Zeyu home tonight.

…

when Zhou Zeyu woke up, it was the morning of the next day. It was already dawn, and Yang Jiayang was still asleep.

He couldn't remember what happened last night.

"Jiayang gets up and goes to the guest room to sleep." Zhou Zeyu pushes Yang Jiayang. These two men sleep in the same bed all night. It's hard for Zhou to accept.

"Well..." Yang Jiayang snorted a few times, but he couldn't wake up.

At this time, there was a noise outside the house. Zhou Zeyu knew that his aunt had come to clean up the house.

As usual, Zhou Zeyu is used to getting up early. What's more, he has to go to the company to report today.

"Good morning, auntie."

Having said that, he looked up again. In the kitchen, it was not his aunt, but his mother, Zhou Huijuan.

"Mom..." Zhou Zeyu let out a bang in his head. No, he forgot about Su Xiaoran. It seems that his mother came to see Su Xiaoran this morning. If his mother saw that Yang Jiayang was sleeping in his room, she couldn't tell what she would think.

Seeing Zhou Zeyu, Zhou Huijuan looked at Zhou Zeyu with a smile on her face and said with a smile, "son, you are really promising."

A sentence full of content.

At this time, Yang Jiayang's voice came from the room, "Xiao Yu, I'm thirsty."

Zhou Huijuan is a fool. The voice of a man, a terrible idea, is growing in her heart. Is it because he likes men that her son has not been near women for so many years?