Yu Manzhu is thoughtful and careful, and the family actually has home clothes suitable for Tang Xu. Song Yu took Tang Xu to the guest room, and then returned to his room to wash.

Although she was unwilling to be alone with Tang Xu, she did not dare to disobey her father's orders, and left the room listlessly after changing her clothes.

Tang Xu's movements were very fast, and at this moment, he was already standing at the end of the corridor and smoking. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he glanced back at Song Yu and snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand.

The movie hall is next to it and is very warmly furnished. This was arranged by Song Zhiyuan during the winter vacation of Song Yu's first year of junior high school, she had a severe cold that winter and was drowsy all day at home. Song Zhiyuan was worried that she would be bored, so he asked people to arrange it.

She used to like watching movies very much for a long time, and it wasn't until she got busier and busier with her studies after high school that the small movie hall was idle.

Song Yu was listless, and asked Tang Xu what film he wanted to watch, and after he replied casually, he found a random one and put it away.

Tang Xu was obviously not interested in watching a movie, and after sitting for a few minutes, he stood by the window, opened the window, took out a cigarette and smoked it.

Song Yu didn't have the heart to watch a movie, so he hugged the pillow and snuggled on the sofa.

The room was silent for a while, except for the sound of the film. Under the flickering light, the side face of Tang Xu, who was standing by the window, was blurred. The long figure was inexplicably a little lonely.

Probably a little tired today, Song Yu was in a daze and fell asleep unconsciously.

She woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and looked at Tang Xu sitting next to her, she was startled. The remaining little sleepiness vanished in an instant.

The distance between the two was neither far nor close, and Song Yu sat up almost subconsciously, stammering and asking, "You, why are you here?"

There is a sofa on the side.

Tang Xu propped up one hand on the sofa, his handsome face approached little by little in the flickering light, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he said slowly: "I still want to ask, what does Mrs. Tang mean?"

He said this inexplicably. Song Yu's brain, which had just woken up, was still a little sluggish, and he didn't know what he was talking about for a while. I was about to ask him what he meant, when he casually swiped his head sideways across the screen.

Song Yu's gaze also swept over.

Her face turned red at this glance, and the picture above was a very tempting restrictive picture, and it seemed that it had been going on for a while.

When she picked the film at that time, she chose it casually, and she didn't know that there would be such a picture at all.

She was about to turn it off immediately, but Tang Xu didn't let her go so easily. The body approached and trapped her between the sofas, her voice was low, and she raised her lips and asked, "Is Mrs. Tang hinting at me something?"

His tone was full of ambiguity.

Song Yu's face was hot, and he blurted out in annoyance: "Who hinted at you? How did I know that there would be these?"

The room was quiet, and the sound in the film made her want to dig a hole in the ground.

"Really?" Tang Xu's voice raised slightly, and then he said slowly and ambiguously: "Then Mrs. Tang will have to pay attention in the future, man, Mrs. Tang understands...... It's easy to get it wrong. ”

He deliberately approached Song Yu a little closer, and blew into her ear like a first-class hooligan, and then looked down.