The sleek lines of the body reveal a serene beauty under the dark night lights.

The atmosphere in the car seems to have been driven by this atmosphere.

In the window on the right, a small head was next to it, and the little head was slightly raised at a slight angle of forty-five degrees, looking up at the sky.

Quiet and a little melancholy.

This melancholy little head is Rong Xiaoqiu's.

This little guy got out of "Don" and got into the car, and he was in this state for a while, and he didn't even look at the people next to him.

When he was about to arrive at Tang's house, the little back spoon was really hard and didn't turn around to look at him, and as soon as the car stopped, the little guy ran into the house without looking at him.

This made Tang Xiyang frown slightly, looking at the back that was walking a little chic, Wei Mo, what's wrong with this child?

All night, as long as Tang Xiyang looked at her, Rong Xiaoqiu's little thing would be cool to give people the back of their heads.

Seeing that Tang Xiyang didn't speak and didn't seem to have any intention of asking her, Rong Xiaoqiu snorted slightly, stuck out his tongue where he couldn't see, and then strode into the room with her small bag.

"Bump!" and the boudoir door closed with a bang.

"Ouch!" Rong Xiaoqiu threw the bag to the ground, and then threw his whole small body into the big bed, rolling around with a bone, humming in his heart.

Thinking about Tang Xiyang.

But he was angry with him.

Yes, she was very unhappy and unhappy at this time, but she didn't know how to put that feeling into words.

At school, she felt that Yang Yanyan's words might be right, she thought all the time that Tang Xiyang might really like him, but tonight, when she was not prepared and didn't know how to face him, he brought a very beautiful and quite beautiful woman by his side, and the relationship between the two was very unusual.

She could feel that they were in a circle, and she could feel that Tang Xiyang was different from that sister, in Rong Xiaoqiu's eyes, she felt that the beautiful beauty should be like the sister at night, but that beauty could be Tang Xiyang's woman, which was the reason why she was unhappy and her brain was messy.

But she couldn't say what that feeling was, it would make her depressed, and when she thought that beautiful sister naturally held Tang Xiyang's hand, Tang Xiyang didn't refuse, she was even more depressed.

So, she was angry, but she didn't know if this anger was angry with her own or with him. Then she simply ignored him.

Rong Xiaoqiu rolled a few times on the big bed, humming slightly, and looked at the soft moonlight outside the window......

Forget it, the beauty of a good day is not to be disappointed.

Rong sat up with a bone, jumped out of the big bed, put on her home slippers, picked up her pajamas and underwear and kicked and walked to the bathroom, she decided to wash the unknown tonight into the Pacific Ocean.

After a while, Rong Xiaoqiu opened the bathroom door refreshed, and this washing really had some effect, at least Rong Xiaoqiu hummed a little song when he came out.

"Let's talk?"

"Ahh

When Rong Xiaoqiu stepped out of the bathroom door, a faint voice came from the side, which frightened her, and the two of them almost fell down holding on to the door.

After seeing the person clearly, Rong Xiaoqiu covered his little liver and yelled at him: "You are scared!"

Stay in front of her bathroom door in the middle of the night, and wait for her to come out and say, "Let's talk?"

Is this the rhythm that scares her to death? She thought a ghost had come to talk to her in the middle of the night!

The person standing opposite, who was Tang Xiyang, the head of the Tang family, frowned slightly, and looked at Rong Xiaoqiu, who was wearing a pink pig pattern with wet hair on top of it, and paused slightly.

"Why don't you dry your hair?"

"I'm getting ready, hey, Tang Xiyang, I'll tell you that it's not right for you to be like this, your sudden appearance here will scare me, and besides, this is my room, you are not allowed to come in casually. Rong Xiaoqiu checked his little feet and said very imposingly.

But in the eyes of the other side, no matter what this little thing in front of him does, it has no momentum at all, besides, this is the Tang family, and there is really no place in the Tang family where he can't go.

Then, the person next to him showed what it means to be imposing and picked up Rong Xiaoqiu, regardless of her screaming, and then pressed her to the big bed and sat her down.

Glancing at the little girl who was glaring at him angrily, he stretched out his big hand slightly, and pulled the towel from her hand, and put the towel over her wet little head before she could scream again.

When Rong Xiaoqiu was about to ask him loudly what he was doing, two big hands had pressed her little head, and her black hair was slightly dried through the towel.

Because of this action, Rong Xiaoqiu swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

His movements were not heavy, not too light, just right, not only did he dry her hair, but the force was quite comfortable for her.

A little girl sits obediently on the edge of the bed, letting the tall man standing a little clumsy but gentle to rub his little head, the picture is a little beautiful.

Rong Xiaoqiu was a little shocked by this picture, although he was not the first man to dry her hair, he was the first besides her father.

When she didn't know if she liked him, this feeling was wonderful, Rong Xiaoqiu thought.

So, she really got up, let him wipe her hair, and stared blankly at the lower abdomen of the man who was flat with her and close to her.

Through the strength of the shirt, Rong Xiaoqiu could even imagine that his sexy muscles would be revealed by following the movements of his big hands......

Although she had never seen him strip naked, she subconsciously felt that he must have muscles, and every line on his body must be very sexy......

"What are you thinking?" When Rong Xiaoqiu stared at his stomach in a daze, the person above his head had already stopped wiping her hairline and was looking at her quietly at this time.

"What does wood have. Thinking of what she had just thought in her little mind, Rong Xiaoqiu's face turned red invisibly, and then she shook her little head quickly.

“…… You don't have anything to talk to me about?" the man next to him paused, deciding to talk in a different way.

"......" Rong Xiaoqiu subconsciously shook his head, then raised his cerebellum to look at him, and saw that he was also staring at himself without turning his eyes, slightly silent, and then muttered again after a while, "Little uncle, that sister was your girlfriend just now?"

Tang Xiyang paused slightly, and then said to her, "No. ”

"Fiancée?" Rong Xiaoqiu thought for a moment.

“…… No. ”

"Wife?"

"Messing around. Seeing that one of her words was more outrageous than the other, Tang Xiyang rubbed her slightly wet black hair, "She is not my woman." ”