Chapter 613

Then the door of the small studio opened.

Zhou Yan came out with a little bread.

Although he was indoors, he still wore his cap.

"Do you believe him?"

Zhou Yan asked carelessly as he came out and ate bread and bread.

"No." Zhou Yan sat down on the sofa, "you shouldn't believe anyone now."

Zhou Yan spent some time with himself in his memory.

Therefore, luo'an's heart has never felt strange to him.

"I thought it was Sheng Hongyu." Zhou Yan ate a little bread again.

Sheng Hongyu is the president of Sheng Hong, that is, Sheng Shiyan's father.

Luo'an looked at him in silence: "can you stop eating? Do you look at the current atmosphere, like a tea party?"

Zhou Yan tutted, tied up the small bread pocket and stuffed it into the pocket in disorder: "seriously, I agree with this boy."

"What do you say?"

Luo'an was shocked.

"I see."

"Know what?" Zhou Yan was stunned.

"OK, break up."

Zhou Yan patted his knee and stood up.

Luo Anxin: "

"Infatuation?" luo'an looked at Zhou Yan. "Is it Yanchen's father?"

But it was just a moment.

Soon he resumed his usual lack of proofing: "by the way, 3 million will be paid to me tomorrow, your Yang..."

"Yang Yuchen."

"Yes, give her the money for a bodyguard."

"Anyway, please, I can give you more money."

Zhou Yan's face slowly became impatient: "I don't want to wear that broken suit. I strangled myself."

"When you are a killer, can't you do thousands of people and thousands of faces alone?" Luo an looked at Zhou Yan and suddenly began to question his professionalism.

"Of course I can. You let me carry out my task normally."

In order to kill who, what disguise, he is professional.

Can accompany a delicate and weak girl wandering among all kinds of colors, he can't, no ok! Bother!

"After rainy morning, you will be filming in the crew. You can be free." Luo Anxin said reluctantly.

"OK, I know, half a month at most." Zhou Yan said impatiently.

"OK," said luo'an with a gesture.

Zhou Yan didn't know what he was talking about and left the study directly.

"Good night."

"Bang!"

The door of the study was slammed shut.

Luo Anxin sat on the ground, but shook her head. Then she stretched out her hand, took the photo of Huo Yanchen from the table, looked at it, and put it back.

Zhou Yan came downstairs.

I saw a figure shaking in the kitchen.

He strode out with a frown.

"Who?"

Yang Yuchen holds a small bowl in his hand, is burning hot water, and is ready to run for a cup of oatmeal.

A fierce voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Her hand shook and the small bowl fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhou Yan took it quickly, otherwise the big friends and children upstairs and downstairs should come out.

"Mr. Zhou." Yang Yuchen subconsciously stepped back two steps and opened the distance from Zhou Yan.

"Why don't you sleep at night?" Zhou Yan asked with a frown.

"I have an hour to catch the announcement, so I get up to eat something and read the script..." Yang Yuchen said.

"So early?" Zhou Yan frowned and randomly took out a watch from his pocket. In fact, it's not early. It's almost five o'clock.

Yang Yuchen bowed his head and tangled with the bowl in Zhou Yan's hand. Finally, he took another one out and didn't ask him for that.

"When did you come out?" Zhou Yan suddenly thought of something.

"It's been a while." Yang Yuchen poured a bag of oatmeal specially for weight loss and rushed it into the boiling water.

The white fog immediately Yan Yun in front of her, "see ZK."

Yang Yuchen is a clever man.

Zhou Yan can ask such a question. She knows what Zhou Yan wants to ask.

Zhou Yan's eyes tightened.

"Don't worry, he didn't see me." Yang Yuchen took a spoon and gently stirred the cereal.

Cereal is fragrant and sweet, with some milk smell. It smells delicious.

"I don't know what's wrong between you and luo'an's heart. However, she told me that she can protect you with her own life. I hope you do the same to her. You can see something when you see it. Don't ask, don't think about it, and don't say it."

"I see." Yang Yuchen answered.

Her voice was very soft, and Zhou Yan suddenly didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere was inexplicably embarrassed.

"You either?" after a while, Yang Yuchen suddenly looked at Zhou Yan.

The eldest brother didn't go either. He stared at his cereal with a black face. Maybe he wanted to eat it?

Zhou Yan hesitated: "No. I've eaten better oats."

"OK." Yang Yuchen has gradually got used to Zhou Yan's way of speaking.

Just be impatient.

Yang Yuchen took oats to the living room to eat and read the script.

A faint aroma remained in the kitchen.

He was inexplicably upset.

He has no work recently and is very idle.

He was beaten to half death by Huo Yanchen and Gong Yi, leaving only his last breath. During his recovery, he rarely smoked.

During this time, I felt that being idle was also idle, so I simply gave up smoking.

It's hard to quit smoking.

He began to eat some soft and sweet food.

Now my throat itches at the smell.

He glanced at the kitchen. Before, Muzi Li would make fruit and dried oatmeal by himself. When Huo Yanchen was a child, she loved to eat it. She studied a delicious formula. Before Muzi Li died, he had two bags, but he had eaten them long ago.

I don't know if there is any in this kitchen.

Zhou Yan rummaged in the kitchen, not to mention oatmeal. There was nothing left by Muzi Li.

Zhou Yan is very angry.

He slammed the cabinet door, took off his hat, scratched his hair in a mess, and then shuffled away from the kitchen.

In the living room, Yang Yuchen looked up.

The four eyes are opposite, which is a new round of embarrassment.

"Do you want to eat?" Yang Yuchen just heard Zhou Yan rummaging around, so he asked friendly again, "there are two bags in the fresh-keeping box on the table."

Zhou Yan wanted to leave like this.

But I glanced at the fresh-keeping box on the table, finally walked over, muttered with oatmeal and walked back to the kitchen.

Yang Yuchen pursed the corners of his mouth and didn't laugh.

Mr. bodyguard, is he really... Irritable and awkward?

Zhou Yan has the final say of Yang Yuchen's oatmeal, and carries a big soup bowl, and slowly walks to Yang Yuchen opposite. "Luo an Xin lets me, this half month follow you, I first tell you, regardless of under what circumstances, I have the final say, you must obey, otherwise died is not responsible."

Yang Yuchen almost didn't choke.

"Also, I don't wear a suit. You have to give me a name."

"Ha?" Yang Yuchen looked stunned.

"Zhou Yan is Luo Anxin's name, and you have to choose one. Outside, your name." Zhou Yan explained impatiently.

"OK, i... I'll think about it."

"What do you want? Can't Zhang San and Zhao Si come at will?" Zhou Yan continued to be irritable.

Charming girls are trouble. They have to think of a name.

"Mr. Zhou..."

"OK, just call Mr. Zhou!"

Yang Yuchen: "??"

What can she say? I can only smile awkwardly and politely: "OK, Mr. Zhou."

When luoanxin came down from the study.

Yang Yuchen just came out of his friend's room and was ready to go to the set.

"The shooting went well," Luo said with a smile.

"Go to bed quickly. The black eyes are going to the chin." Yang Yuchen waved to Luo anxiously.

Luo an nodded and looked at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan ignored her at first. Seeing that Luo an's eyes didn't move away, he could only nod impatiently and perfunctorily.