Xia Fanjin glanced at the screen that had darkened, and suddenly remembered Tang Yong's deep and calm, unwavering, but uneasy eyes.

The phone that was ruthlessly hung up was like Tang Yong squinting at her, and sneered: "You don't know what it means to change the password?" ”

Xia Fanjin was annoyed, pressed her eyebrows, threw her phone aside, and continued to watch her new drama playing on TV.

At this time, it was prime time, and the ratings of the new drama soared all the way, and because of the scandal incident two days ago, Xia Fanjin's mass attention rose to an unattainable height.

The three words 'Xia Fanjin' and the serial drama she starred in have occupied the top three on the popular Weibo list for two consecutive days, and there is a trend of continuing.

But no one in the outside world knows that in addition to worrying about what she put in Tang Yong's house, she is actually quite nourishing, and the outside public's influence on her is not too great.

Xia Fanjin is different from other artists in that when he watches his own drama, he can hold a mentality that he is not familiar with on TV, and the whole mental activity is: This is beautiful, this angle is not good, and this acting is good......

In the end, there is only one conclusion: this actor is not bad.

Xia Fanjin was nervous because of his continuous love, and when he came back from shopping with Feng Jiana in the furniture city, he opened the car window and blew a cold wind, and he was a little lightheaded the next day, and the signs of a cold were already obvious.

Fortunately, she didn't have a trip today, she didn't get up until almost noon, and after taking medicine after eating, she got into the quilt with a feverish body.

Before going to bed, she picked up her phone again and hesitantly typed a line......

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At the International Airport of City A, after eight o'clock, Tang Yong came out of the airport and got into the car that had been waiting outside for a long time.

The cold face as always, after more than a dozen hours of flight, the eyebrows climbed into tiredness.

After getting into the car, Tang Yong took out his mobile phone and turned it on.

Xi Ye sat in the co-pilot, turned his head and said to him, "Mr. Tang, why don't you stay for one more night?" ”

In Barcelona, Tang Yong's negotiation attitude was tough and clear, and the boss of the other party was also a straightforward person, so he gave up and signed the contract happily when he saw that he couldn't get too many benefits.

It was already past nine o'clock after a dinner as usual in the evening, but he asked Xi Ye to buy a ticket to fly back at eleven o'clock in the evening, in fact, the itinerary was not so tight, and the original plan was to come back early the next morning after the contract was negotiated.

Xi Ye said that he didn't understand, he slept all the way on the plane, but he couldn't sleep well, and now he was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, he saw that his boss had only slept on the plane for less than three hours, but now he couldn't see anything abnormal.

He thought very suspiciously, is this the difference between a single man and a husband? No, Mr. Tang seems to be a husband at present......

Xi Ye saw that his president didn't speak, staring at the phone and not knowing what he was thinking, he also leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Tang Yong looked at the line of words on the screen: Can you tell me your home password, I still have some things in your house, I will take it and leave.

After putting away the phone expressionlessly, Tang Yong pinched his eyebrows, and was silent for a moment before saying, "Stop at the intersection in front, and you two take a taxi back." ”

Xi Ye, "......" is evil!

Driver, "......" can finally go home from work and sleep with his wife!

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Xia Fanjin slept until she woke up at night, feeling a little better, she fumbled and turned on the light, and went out of the room to fetch water to drink.

She leaned back on the couch and licked her parched lips, her eyes narrowing slightly under the curling steam.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the coffee table rang, and she glanced at the caller number before remembering that she had sent a text message to Tang Yong before going to bed.

She ate, cleared her throat, and connected before the other hung up, "...... Feed. ”

"Why did it take so long to pick up?" Tang Yong's deep and beautiful baritone is stained with a hoarse timbre, but it sounds more magnetic and sexy.

[Should I ask for a collection?? 【Thoughts】】