mooN。

Tao Qingyang raised his head, the moon came out early in summer, and at this time there was already a crescent moon hanging on the horizon, faint white, cold and alienated.

Named after the moon......

She remembered that when she used to learn Turkish, the words in the language were dedicated to the moon and could be used as a separate book.

In a trance, all the food they ordered was squeezed into a large plate, which was brought by the waiter, and the hot and delicious taste steamed out, interrupting her little fresh mood.

Wen Huan happily asked for another beer, the beer was still foaming when it was served, she hurriedly took a sip, her upper lip was stained with beer foam, looking silly.

She propped one hand on the table, her body was slanted, as if she had no weight, but her eyes were full of aggression, burning a clear fire, staring at Tao Qingyang, and slowly licking the wine foam off her lips.

Tao Qingyang shuddered, trying not to look at her, but he couldn't ignore the light on Wen Huan's body. It's not unusual for people like her to be attracted to both men and women.

Tao Qingyang only blamed himself for not being strong-willed, and he easily got on the road.

The more popular the food, the more it can arouse the appetite, Tao Qingyang asked for a bowl of rice, mixed it with barbecue and ate a bowl fragrantly, wiped his mouth, and beckoned Wen Huan to leave.

It was just dark, and when they left, there were more people in the night market, and it didn't feel good to walk against the crowd, Wen Huan was lazily walking on her shoulder, Tao Qingyang held her with one hand, and the other hand was across his chest, and he was hit several times.

"You can't do that." Wen Huan smiled softly in her ear, then pounced, grabbed her chin, and kissed her the lips.

The crowd witnessed this scene and stopped for half a second before flowing again, consciously making a gap for them.

"It's a lot better." Wen Huan walked forward with his head held high, enjoying the feeling of being in the limelight.

In private, when she looked at Wen Huan, she couldn't help but get close to those well-shaped lips, but when there was no one else, she could kiss as much as she wanted, but now she was stared at by so many pairs of eyes, but she was not very involved.

Her kiss smelled of wine, wrapped around Tao Qingyang's lips and never dispersed, Tao Qingyang silently covered half of his face, hoping that no one here knew her.

"Wen Huan, can you wipe your mouth when you kiss me? Look at the butter on my face. ”

Sitting in the car, Tao Qingyang took out a wet towel from his bag and handed it over.

Wen Huan didn't stretch out his hand to take it at all, but leaned his face over, "No, don't you dislike me?" ”

"Uh...... Not very disgusting. "The barbecued kiss is actually not very annoying, or rather, the person who kisses her, she likes it very much.

No way, the two of them are together, not always the elegance of those sunny springs and snows, she has seen Wen Huan's sloppy clothes piled up to the sky, and Wen Huan has never found fault with her when she wakes up in the morning with a decadent face and messy hair, life, that's what it looks like.

She'd seen her all, and she accepted it.

Wen Huan smiled wickedly, his expression like a lewd old bastard, "I've seen all of you, too." ”

"You!" After Tao Qingyang understood what he meant, his eyes were murderous, and he slammed the steering wheel threateningly.

"Haven't seen it, haven't seen it!" Wen Huan shook his head very insincerely, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was proud, and he pounced on her and rubbed her hair again, "Go home." ”

Maybach moved forward steadily, Tao Qingyang looked at the road, did not squint, and said coldly: "Hand." ”

Wen Huan's two fingers on her lap retracted.

In the Wen Mansion in the villa area, Wan Yi was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she got up and looked, until Tao Qingyang came over wearing slippers, and then complained: "Why don't you say anything about the meal you ate out today, I also deliberately left the dishes." ”

"Auntie, I'm ......" Tao Qingyang didn't know how to explain.

Wen Huan ran to the coffee table and took a peach, threw it into the air and caught it, "Go out to do something, I'm late when I come back, and I don't have time to tell you." ”

"Is it work?" Mother Wen straightened her skirt and gave Tao Qingyang a peach, "Why don't you get one for Qingyang." ”

Tao Qingyang held it with both hands, and heard Wen Huan continue: "Of course it's work, I have very important things to do these days, and I'm busy." ”

It's really serious nonsense, and she's ashamed of herself.

Mother Wen was very convinced, and immediately said: "Then you go and rest, you are still young, what are you doing when you are so tired, sleep more tomorrow, I will put breakfast in the pot and warm it." ”

She doesn't know anything about work at all, but she doesn't express any opinions, and she has the standard demeanor of a good wife and mother.

Wen Huan stuck to Wan Yi's side and coquettishly for a while, and then pulled Tao Qingyang to watch a TV program for more than ten minutes before going upstairs and returning to the room. Wan Yi also yawned, but didn't say she wanted to rest.

The peach was only left with a core, and Wen Huan aimed at the trash can in the living room, and threw it into the air, making a soft sound, and Tao Qingyang walked over and threw it away.

As soon as he turned around, he didn't know if it was the soft sound that disturbed Father Wen, he actually stood on the stairs and watched them, one hand still on the handrail, like a terrifying statue.

Doesn't Daddy Wen have a sound when he walks?

Faced with the sudden sight of more people on the stairs, Wen Huan was obviously not surprised, and was very surprised to see Tao Qingyang, and deliberately said loudly: "He has a very light step, and when he was a child, he often came to my room secretly like this to see if I was doing my homework." ”

Wen Jingyuan's eyebrows twitched.

"You." Tao Qingyang pushed her, pulled the person upstairs, and stood obediently in front of the chairman as if he had accepted a lesson.

That's right.

"That, chairman, I changed my mobile phone number, will I send you the new number later, or will I write it down for you now?" Tao Qingyang said the words of collusion with Wen Huan, and part of her current work is to report directly to Wen's father, so timely communication is very important.

Wen Huan helped: "She lost her mobile phone card, and she can't replace it." ”

"Then tell me now." Wen Jingyuan muttered.

Tao Qingyang stumbled and recited his number, and after making sure that it was correct, Wen Jingyuan nodded, indicating that he remembered it.

His target today is obviously not a little white-collar worker whose soul is so fragile that he has no edge, but his own daughter, and said in a tone that brought Wen Huan to the execution ground: "You come with me." ”

Wen Huan had a hippie smile, bravely went to righteousness, and told Tao Qingyang: "Wait a while, you go back to the house and make the bed, the air conditioner is set at 26 degrees." ”

"Oh, good." She replied dumbfoundedly.

Bigwigs like to talk in the study, but today Dad Wen wanted a more suitable place for father and daughter to talk, so he went back to his bedroom.

Although the weather is hot, the elderly do not like to turn on the air conditioner every day, and the bedroom is covered with a gray cashmere carpet.

Wen Huan sat on the carpet.

The chairman looked at her, shook his head, found his mobile phone, and sat down with him, and when he entered Tao Qingyang's new number, his movements were obviously stiff.

"You're hiding something from me."

"You're hiding something from me."

The father and daughter spoke at the same time, and they said one word.

Wen Huan crossed his legs, his arms were propped on his knees, and he held his chin and smiled: "Dad, what do you say I have to hide from you?" ”

"What is the purpose of your return?" Even when he didn't frown, Wen Jingyuan's eyebrows also had a few fine lines, like a heart knot that could not be untied.

Wen Huan was spoiled, and her heart was very arrogant, and the contradiction between the father and daughter was not something that could be explained by her words "I have a partner, bring it back to you to see" when she went home. According to her temper, she will not necessarily tell her family if she drags someone to a wedding abroad.

Unless, I really met someone who couldn't face it alone. It's a pity that he was overjoyed at the time, and he didn't expect something wrong in it.

"It's just for you to see, Tao Qingyang is not bad." Wen Huan still smiled, not suppressed by his momentum.

"I'm your dad, and you're lying to me like that?"

Wen Huan waved his hand, "Come on, I didn't even change my clothes after I came back, and I was pulled over by you just to ask the purpose of coming back?" If you want me to tell the truth, you have to be sincere yourself. ”

Wen Jingyuan sneered in his heart: The girl is too much like herself, and it is really boring to talk. "Look at this, then."

He took out a small card from his pocket and threw it over, a golden flash flashed in the air, Wen Huan caught it with one hand and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully, "This is a mobile phone card?" ”

The golden one is the integrated circuit block of the im card.

didn't hear the answer, Wen Huan analyzed it himself: "The owner has an old-fashioned and independent personality, doesn't accept new things very much, doesn't have much interpersonal communication, and should be a person who has no other life except work." But it's not anyone's card in the family, and the number has been used for a long time. ”

This is a mobile phone card that has been cut into a mini size, and everything except the metal area has been cut off, but the edges are not neat.

In recent years, smart phones have only developed to the point where they need to use NanosIm cards, and communication companies have also launched a free card replacement business, but the owner of this mobile phone card, although he uses a relatively new smart phone, did not go to the business hall to spend more than ten minutes queuing up for a new one, but chose to do it himself, cut a card crookedly, and made do with it.

Wen Huan glanced at it again, the edge was not neat, there were traces of repeated pruning, if it was a professional person to help cut the card, the effect should be better.

This can only show that the owner of the mobile phone card is not accustomed to asking others for help, but relies on himself, but the tools at hand are limited, even if he has a rigorous personality and wants to do the best, it is difficult to trim the card to perfection.

A serious and old-fashioned workaholic.

Most of Wen Huan's friends are lazier than her, and if she really wants to talk about it, she knows a person, which is very in line with the image of the owner of the sim card.

“…… Is this Nie Tongge? ”

The author has something to say: about the plot of Du Tangtang and Mu Yi's return to China, it is unlikely that there will be a lot of things.

The next plot development is more intense and violates the excellent situation of socialism, and the main battlefield of cP will be the evil American imperialism, no way~

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