029. Those clothes are bought for you, don't deliberately not wear them
Tang Yong's eyes shrank.
Xia Fanjin seemed to react, "What did you say...... it turned out that he was talking about a few sets of women's clothes that she saw in his room this morning.
"Didn't you put that there yourself, I have my own clothes......"
Before he finished speaking, Tang Yong frowned impatiently, "Take it, don't let me say it a third time." With that, he raised his feet and walked to his room.
Xia Fanjin really felt that Tang Yong's temper was the most inferiorly angry among the people she had ever seen.
She followed Tang Yong into the room, went to the cloakroom and took away the clothes, and inadvertently glanced at the unopened tags.
These women's clothes are particularly incompatible with his men's clothes in black, white, gray and cold tones.
It's like a black and white world suddenly bursting into a fresh color, so abrupt, but it doesn't feel more harmonious than this.
Xia Fanjin's hand holding the hanger tightened, and a strange feeling came to his mind.
Holding his clothes out, Tang Yong stood on the balcony of his bedroom, his fingertips holding a cigarette, the smoke ring spit out of his mouth, and then dissipated into the air.
Tang Yong's back is very tall, with flabby and powerful muscle lines, exuding masculine charm under the wrapping of shirts and trousers.
As if feeling the burning gaze behind him, Tang Yong turned around.
Xia Fanjin found that his face was not very good, and his frowning brows had not been loosened since he came back.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Xia Fanjin asked him.
Tang Yong didn't speak, but took another puff of cigarette.
"I ask you if you're not feeling well? Stop smoking, the house smells of smoke. Xia Fanjin frowned for no reason, she remembered that he smelled of wine when he came back, could it be that he was drinking on an empty stomach? After coming back, the two parted unhappily after saying a few words, and he did not eat.
Tang Yong, "Get out." As he spoke, he put out his cigarette.
"You wait, I'll make you a bowl of noodles." Xia Fanjin pushed the door and went out.
She poured out the rest of what she made at night, and if she wanted to be fast, she would have to make some noodles.
Tang Yong turned around and went into the study after she went out, and picked up the phone call that had just come in.
"What's the matter?"
"Ershao, tomorrow is ...... It's Mrs. Hua's death day, and the lord asks if you can go back to the mansion? On the other end of the phone was a respectful middle-aged male voice.
"Isn't it interesting to ask the same question every year? My mother is not Mrs. Tang, so I don't bother with his old man. The man's words were full of sarcasm.
His so-called dad doesn't even know where the fucking grave is, and what qualifications does he have to give her a death day.
"Don't talk nonsense with him!" On the other side of the phone, a majestic voice was full of anger, and after a low roar, the phone was cut off.
Tang Yong sneered, and the hand holding the phone was so strong that it almost crushed the phone.
After a while, the hidden study door was pushed open, and Xia Fanjin came in with a porcelain bowl.
"Well, the ingredients in the refrigerator are almost tossed by me, only eggs, you will eat some." Xia Fanjin put the noodles on the coffee table in the study.
Tang Ji raised his head from Wen Jiàn and looked at her for a long time before he let out a nasal voice in a low voice, "Hmm." ”
Xia Fanjin pursed his lips and was about to go out, when Tang Yong, who was swinging a pen on the text, suddenly said: "Those clothes are bought for you, don't deliberately not wear them." ”
Although Xia Fanjin guessed a little eyebrow, it was a different feeling to hear him say it in person.
It's a little confusing, but it's a little exciting.
Xia Fanjin himself didn't realize his sudden fleeting love, hugged his arms, and said, "Oh, thank you." ”
Tang Yong raised his head, his deep eyes revealing a scrutiny, "You're welcome." ”
"I'm going to City B tomorrow, and I'm probably not coming back until the day after tomorrow."
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