This is obviously not used to having more people in the family, and it is still a woman's appearance.

He glanced at her, then walked to the living room as usual.

Tang Yong, who ripped off his tie, caught a glimpse of Xia Fanjin putting down his chopsticks and looking in his direction.

Xia Fanjin pursed his lips, "That, have you eaten?" ”

When she looked over again, Tang Yong had already taken off his blazer, and at this time he was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and two buttons at the collar of the shirt, and he was holding his mobile phone and frowning slightly.

Tang Yong is a hanger with a shoulder width of 50cm, plus a height of 186, wide shoulders and narrow hips, and slender legs, he is completely a type that can conquer the world without face and just by his figure, but he also has a face that makes people want to stop at a glance.

It is said that men in white shirts are the most attractive and sexy/sensual, and ordinary women can't resist such temptation/seduction. As a senior Yan Kong, Xia Fanjin is unfortunately also within the scope of this 'ordinary woman'.

Therefore, seeing such a scene, her heartbeat will still skip a beat.

As soon as Xia Fanjin's words fell, Tang Yong looked at her, and Xia Fanjin happened to meet his deep gaze.

Xia Fanjin's face was hot, and he coughed slightly before shifting his gaze.

Tang Yong put down his mobile phone, walked over to the restaurant, and said, "No." ”

As soon as he got closer, Xia Fanjin smelled a not-so-strong smell of wine from him, and he walked behind her, opened the refrigerator and poured a glass of ice water.

"Can you finish making so much?"

Just when Xia Fanjin didn't know whether to eat or clean up, Tang Yong's voice sounded behind him.

Xia Fanjin looked at the dishes on the table, thinking about whether she should say that she just made so many to relieve her anger, but in the end, she made a table full of dishes that the person liked to eat.

And there are some things she doesn't like to eat, so she hasn't touched them.

"I have a good appetite." Xia Fanjin folded his legs and smiled slightly.

Every time she is with him, the atmosphere is always subtle and embarrassing, she can't guess Tang Yong, let alone touch him, always looks unfathomable, one second he can frown coldly, and the next second he can also lean into your ear, and say something ambiguous in a serious tone.

Therefore, Xia Fanjin didn't know how to get along with him in the same space.

Xia Fanjin's body was a little straight, he bit his lip, and then picked up the chopsticks again.

"Why don't you eat stewed pork ribs with radish and stir-fried beef with onions."

Tang Yong didn't seem to expect to say this sentence himself, and took a moment with the hand of the water glass, then took another sip and put it on the family-style bar next to him.

He simply folded his chest and leaned against the bar, waiting for her to give the answer, because Xia Fanjin was about to speak and stopped, he was a little more interested in the question he asked.

Xia Fanjin didn't answer his question directly, "Do you want to eat some?" She got up to add a pair of chopsticks.

"What does your ex-boyfriend like to eat?"

Xia Fanjin, the action of "......" to get up stopped, she sat back on the chair, picked up the chopsticks and re-picked the rice, and the movements were smooth and in one go.

"I'm all leftovers here, Mr. Tang can cook whatever he wants."

Xia Fanjin said this as if he was in his own home without any sense of disobedience. Although the tone is still flat, it is a little more vigilant and targeted.

How could she almost forget the special relationship between the two?

And she almost ignored it, she sued him and broke up with her ex-boyfriend because she went to the wrong room.

Sure enough, I can't eat a meal with peace of mind.

Tang Yong heard her obviously changed tone, and the temperature in his eyes plummeted. Of course, she won't forget Jì, she only changed her face when she heard the three words of her ex-boyfriend.

Hooking the corners of his mouth, Tang Yong sneered low and went upstairs.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Xia Fanjin had just returned to the room when there was a knock on the door.

Opening the door, Tang Yong glanced at her modestly, and his voice was cold, "Take the clothes from my room." ”

Xia Fanjin frowned, confused, "I didn't put my clothes in your room." ”

[After brushing the pool male god for a day, I am physically and mentally excited, good night everyone! ] Thank you for the red envelope sent by your mobile phone! Added: Be active and have more! 】