Chapter Twenty-Five: A Familiar Guest
"You haven't eaten in a few days?" Bai Mengyao felt that his taste was really good, as if something was wrong, Tang Yuzhen had always been a very self-controlled person, no matter how delicious it was, he would never eat himself to ten points.
"You see that?" Tang Yuzhen stuffed a dumpling in his mouth again.
"I got off the plane yesterday and I've been busy all the time, so I didn't sleep all night and didn't eat." After speaking, he gently rubbed his eyebrows, he didn't feel it just now, but now he was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes.
"There's no place, give me some sleep."
He put down his chopsticks, and he had to squint for a while, otherwise, how would he drive for a while, and even worse, he would be able to drive for a while.
Bai Mengyao knocked on the door, "I just washed the quilt, if you don't dislike it." ”
As a result, before she finished her words, she saw that Tang Yuzhen had already taken off his coat and shoes, and he didn't talk anymore when he lay down, he was so tired that he would fall asleep as long as he dipped his pillow.
Bai Mengyao walked over, pulled up the quilt for him, and then closed the curtains, it was very quiet here, and there would be no noise to him.
She closed the door gently, in fact, until now, she is still a little confused,
He came back and is still sleeping in her house.
To be honest, don't talk about others, even she herself still doesn't believe it anymore.
"Yaoyao, I'm hungry," Wu Ning finally fell asleep, she opened the door with a snap, and then ran out in a hurry.
Bai Mengyao put her finger to her lips.
"Shhhh
Wu Ning blinked.
"Why the whisper?"
"I'm asleep," Bai Mengyao pointed to her room.
Wu Ning rubbed her eyes, okay, she continued to sleep.
"And, who is that?" She turned around and asked again.
Bai Mengyao's fingers paused.
"You won't understand."
What is this? How did Wu Ning feel that the more he listened, the more confused he became. Forget it, she doesn't think about it, she doesn't have so many brain cells to think about too many things.
"By the way, Yaoyao, what are you going to eat today?"
"Dumplings," Bai Mengyao walked into the kitchen, "Do you want to eat them?" I also left some for you, but you ...... first" She pointed to Wu Ning's face, "It's best to wash your face first, it's really, it's hard to see, fortunately, this is your own home, otherwise, if someone else sees it, you have to be scared to death, what kind of woman is this, it's not Mei Chaofeng." ”
Wu Ning covered his face, it's over, the image is gone, and there are still guests at home, although I don't know who it is, even if it is Xiao Xuanxuan, she will say that she is ugly, Bai Mengyao's younger brother is really too picky about her appearance.
I only like the good-looking and ugly, and I won't even look at it.
And she thought that this was it, her image was only lost a little, but it was not until a man sitting quietly drinking tea on the sofa. She only knew that her old face had been lost.
"That, you're ......"
"Tang Yu fold," Tang Yu folded down the cup, "We've met." ”
"I know," Wu Ning grabbed a handful of his hair.
"Back then, you were a popular figure in the school, and you were the student representative for three consecutive years, even if it was long, I could recognize your face."