134. That Bed of Yours...... Wouldn't it have taken five years?

Xia Fanjin is like a stubborn bull, just fight with him.

Tang Yong stared at her face as if he wanted to see her through, and at the entrance where the light was relatively dark, his face and even his eyes were shrouded in a layer of darkness.

Xia Fanjin didn't look at him, his eyes were fixed on his slippers, and then leaned sideways against the wall, the meaning was obvious.

I'm going to sleep, so you go.

Tang Yong suddenly laughed low and coldly.

Walked straight past him, walked into the living room, raised his hand and pulled over the bag she had thrown on the sofa, and strode over.

Xia Fanjin knew that he wanted to use force, and said unhappily: "You put my things down." ā€

If there is no deterrence at all, even if there is deterrence, it will become cannon fodder in front of Tang Yong.

Tang Yong walked to the shoe cabinet, swept her key into the bag, and then stood in front of her, the whole person stood with his backlight, he blocked all the light, Xia Fanjin was in the shadows, reached out and punched him in the abdomen.

Gritted his teeth, "Bastard! ā€

Without waiting for him to say, Xia Fanjin changed into a pair of loose shoes and jumped out of the door, and a brisk whisper came from behind him.

Xia Fanjin turned his head to glare at him.

Tang Yong closed the door, and his expression was not necessarily much better, but it was obviously less gloomy and angry.

He walked up to her, reached out, and tossed the bag to her, "Take it." ā€

Xia Fanjin almost didn't catch it, and as soon as he was stable, he was taken into his generous arms and picked up by his waist and entered the elevator.

Xia Fanjin didn't struggle, but he didn't hug his neck shyly as usual, but didn't look in the opposite direction of him.

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Knowing that she was sitting in that SUV, Xia Fanjin's expression was still cold and indifferent, and Tang Yong's temper was so bad that she couldn't bear it.

After ten o'clock, the sky was full of thick ink, the ground was lit by flashing neon, and the high-rise buildings everywhere towered into the dark clouds, quite a feeling that the underground was prosperous like a dream, and the sky was heavy and boundless.

It gives people a sense of oppression.

Xia Fanjin kept turning his head, his eyes following the changing scene.

Tang Yong stared sideways at her side face, quiet and fair, lacking her usual softness, looking more indifferent, and frowning all the way.

But Tang Yong was not bothered by this at all, he felt that Xia Fanjin's behavior of running away from 'home' when he was angry was very shameful, and his approach was correct.

If you don't use some tough means against women, you will directly lose the initiative.

That's what all men think, but very few do.

Xia Fanjin was very resentful, why did he feel like he was eaten to death like this?

The car turned into Silver Beach and drove for less than two minutes on a driveway lined with dimly lit greenery before the Range Rover came to a halt in front of the villa.

Xia Fanjin unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, jumping forward with difficulty, Tang Yong glanced at her, drove the car into the garage first, and when he came out, he saw Xia Fanjin standing in front of the steps in front of the door, his hands hanging down on his sides, very depressed.

Xia Fanjin heard the sound of the car keys shaking, turned his head and looked at the tall man in the night dissatisfied, he walked unhurriedly, and seemed to appreciate her current appearance.

Xia Fanjin was sullen, and said to him in a not very good tone: "You hurry up!" ā€

Tang Yong stood still in front of her, "Hmm." ā€

Seeing that he didn't make the next move, Xia Fanjin was blowing the hair that was blowing to his ears, knowing that Tang Yong was deliberately manipulating him, and watching her jokes.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth and smirked, "Do you mean to let me go back?" ā€

Tang Yong put away the smile on his face, reached out and picked her up, and carried her into the house.

When she opened the door, it was Xia Fanjin who entered the password, and she remembered the scene when she met Chu Mojing here that day.

The door rang twice, and when he pushed the door in, Xia Fanjin lowered his eyelashes, and his tone was light, as if he asked casually, "Haven't you changed this password?" ā€

Xia Fanjin just changed a euphemism, in fact, what she wanted to ask was, why didn't you change your password after breaking up with her?

But when the words came to my mouth, I naturally chose a way of saying that would not be so uncomfortable to listen to.

Tang Yong didn't think for a minute or a second, and blurted out, "Hmm." ā€

Xia Fanjin looked at him in surprise.

Tang Yong carried her into the door, lined up the lights on the wall, and the whole villa was as bright as day in an instant, Xia Fanjin felt uncomfortable because of the instantaneous light, and his eyes narrowed.

"What's so strange?" Tang Yong asked lightly.

Of course, Xia Fanjin will find it strange, most people will change their passwords after a period of time, even if it is for the sake of security.

So she also said her thoughts, "Ordinary people will change their passwords from time to time, not only for security, but also to prevent unnecessary people from entering and leaving their homes at will." ā€

"What you're trying to say is actually the latter sentence." Tang Yong's words pierced the meaning of her words, and it was easy.

Knowing Xia Fanjin's little caution made him feel faintly happy.

Xia Fanjin's face was slightly red, "I'm trying to build a yƬ for you." ā€

"What do you mean, if strangers come in and out of here, the alarm will be automatically turned on."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ So, Chu Mojing is not a stranger? Xia Fanjin looked at his chin with pale stubble, and the lines were incredibly perfect.

Tang Yong stopped and looked down at her for a long time, his dark eyes were deeply hidden, making it impossible to understand what he was trying to express.

It took him a moment before he looked away, "No expungement of her facial recognition record." "There is a custom facial recognition system on the combination lock, artificial intelligence.

Tang Yong spoke in a very light tone, as if he was saying that the weather was not very suitable for me today, and when he noticed her inquiry, he frowned and stretched out, and carried her upstairs.

Xia Fanjin read two messages from it, Chu Mojing had come to his house, whether it was a long-term residence or a short-term stay, or a visit; And he didn't cancel Chu Mojing's facial recognition record for two reasons, one is that he feels that there is just one less unimportant person in his life, and there is no need to change anything, and the other is that he has been delaying changing the password and is waiting for her to come.

Which kind does Tang Yong belong to?

Chu Mojing came to his house, this is not that she can't understand this, on the contrary, she thinks it's normal, it is not incomprehensible for men and women in love to spend the night at each other's houses, and this is what he used to do, and she has no right to speak, let alone pursue it in a childish manner.

It's just that the problem that is implicated again is that Tang Ji ...... Is there any time with Chu Mojing in their current bed, what has happened?

What's that...... Although she knows what happened in the past, if she minds it again, it will only seem that she is very sharp and unreasonable, but she is still a little uncomfortable in her heart, and besides, in addition to Chu Lai being Tang Yong's predecessor, she is also Chu Lai's sister.

So what is Tang Yong's attitude?

In less than ten seconds, Tang Yong only walked up a few steps with her in his arms, but he didn't know that Xia Fanjin had already carried out an abnormal ideological storm from the tangled problem of 'not changing the password'.

"The password hasn't been changed since the villa was built."

Tang Yong suddenly broke the silence, and Xia Fanjin looked at him in surprise.

"How many years?"

"Five years."

Xia Fanjin was surprised at the same time, thinking of the number that is exactly the same as his birthday except for the first two digits '10', and he couldn't help but wonder, is it really a coincidence?

"Why do you have the same password as my birthday?"

Tang Yong squinted at her, and then walked forward without squinting, "Coincidence." ā€

"Okay......" Xia Fanjin said, then paused, raised his head again, hesitated, and still asked, "Your bed...... Wouldn't it have taken five years? ā€

"What if I say yes?"

Xia Fanjin's smile was a little stiff, looking at Tang Yong's expression, she couldn't make a guess, and replied reflexively, "Change." ā€

"I'm the only one who has slept and I want to change?" Tang Yong kicked open the bedroom door, his eyebrows raised, unclear meaning.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Alone? Xia Fanjin is suspicious, and women are inevitably suspicious, especially when it comes to their predecessors.

It is said that the predecessor is the thorn in the eye of the current one, even if it is not so exaggerated, but when it comes to it, it will always be answered.

Tang Yong threw her on the bed, leaned over and put his hands on her sides, "I missed it, and you." ā€

Xia Fanjin was stunned for a moment, her face turned a strange crimson, and she curled up to get out of the gap under his arm, not wanting to talk about it again.

Although she is also very strange, Tang Yong is such a stuffy gourd, why does she answer him as soon as she asks him tonight, is it because she feels guilty about what happened in the hospital at night, and she woke up, she shouldn't always lose her temper with him like this?

In fact, Tang Yong didn't have this kind of consciousness at all, she just wanted to bring people back, the process was not important, what did she think...... Barely important.

Xia Fanjin supported the edge of the bed with her hands, and was jumping and trying to go out of the bedroom, when Tang Yong grabbed her arm, "Where are you going?" ā€

"I'll sleep in the guest room," Xia Fanjin stretched out his hand to remove his warm palm.

Tang Yong was no longer pleasant, and his voice sank suddenly, and the magnetic baritone was frighteningly low at this time.

He reached out and pulled her back, "Because how long are you going to put on a face for this?" ā€

Xia Fanjin's soft smiling face was dyed with a bright white luster by the bright lights of the bedroom, and the sudden coldness was also magnified several times.

"If you can't get used to it, don't look at it."

The atmosphere that had just improved was suddenly tense and depressed.

Tang Yong had already thought that her attitude was a little worse, and she was about to speak, when she suddenly threw such a sentence, Tang Yong's expression instantly turned cold to freezing point.

Speechless, only a silent confrontation remained, Tang Yong stared at her tightly, turned around and left the bedroom, the door was deliberately closed by him.

Xia Fanjin was also angry, and walked directly over to lock the closed bedroom door.

I jumped to change my clothes and take a shower, and just took my pajamas from the locker room, the door was knocked, Xia Fanjin paused, only to hear the people outside suppress their anger and say, "Open the door." ā€

"Not available."

"I'll take the panties."

Xia Fanjin, "......" ignored it and went directly into the bathroom.

Just as she finally sat down in the bathtub, she put her injured foot on the edge of the bathtub, and the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Xia Fanjin was so frightened that he leaned forward, and was about to beg for mercy, when he saw Tang Yong throw the spare key in his hand onto the washstand, his face was so dark that he couldn't speak.

Walked straight to the bathtub, with a 'bang', the water overflowed all over the ground, Xia Fanjin screamed, and he had been picked up from the bathtub