Su Yun put down the chopsticks, originally she was only wearing this military shirt, of course it was inconvenient to go out to call Tang Yidong, seeing him smoking by the flower pond, I didn't know whether to shout or not, but I didn't expect him to immediately put out the cigarette on the gray-brown white tree trunk, and with a flick of his finger, the remaining half of the cigarette flew into the trash can placed next to the blue brick road. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tang Yidong was upset because he could see clearly during the meal, even if the relationship between the two people changed, it seemed that Su Yun was still determined to push him away.

She could eat calmly in the face of his staring gaze, even if she didn't want to eat, she had to eat at a normal pace, and his little girl was finally no longer what she was at the beginning.

His heart was dry and stuffy, but he kept paying attention to Su Yun's movements, and when he saw Su Yun put down his chopsticks, he immediately entered the house.

"My clothes ......"

Su Yun stretched out his two small hands, put on his loose sleeves, and signaled to him that he couldn't go out like this.

"I'll get it".

Tang Yidong looked at her for a while, then turned around and went out.

He remembered buying her little things like washbasins and toothbrushes, and how could he forget about clothes and shoes.

Just now, I was just nostalgic for her appearance, just for the appearance that was open in front of his eyes.

Tang Yidong came back quickly, holding neatly folded clothes in his hand.

The name tag had been cut off, without any of the iconic markings on it, and had been dry-cleaned overnight, and he was afraid that her delicate skin would be allergic or uncomfortable to the slightest hint of silk bacteria or the smell of new clothes.

The clothes are a shop dedicated to hand-tailoring by the chiefs in Yuquan Mountain, and the master who sews Xia Zhai makes it according to the size told by Tang Yidong, this dress is not made in a hurry, but Tang Yidong has made it for a long time and has been placed in the cloakroom.

The clothes are an elegant cheongsam with purple piping and gold thread embroidered with Yelan peony, and the whole dress has an atmospheric and graceful and dignified and elegant style.

Su Yun unfolded his clothes and remembered, no wonder he saw Qiao Wanxin wearing cheongsam-style clothes several times, and he really came according to his taste.

The atmosphere is elegant, Su Yun may be able to make it, but she is never such a person, she thinks maybe they were wrong from the beginning.

Su Yun didn't say anything, took the clothes from his hand, and went into the bedroom to change them, she didn't expect the clothes to fit perfectly, and the curves wrapped around her body were moving, with the charm of a mature woman, but her eyes were too clear, and she looked two points more light.

Su Yun has always disliked this kind of overly dignified and heavy atmospheric and elegant feminine style, her clothes are mostly elegant Hanfu style, or various silk skirts and snow satin skirts that are a few ankles long, or some casual academic cardigans or sweaters or loose suspender sweaters.

Tang Yidong probably felt like a little girl when he saw her wearing that kind of clothes, so Qiao Wanxin was suitable for him, right?

Su Yun tried her best to ignore the cramping pain in her heart, and tried her best to persuade herself.

Tang Yidong's eyes were too penetrating, and Su Yun was afraid that his mind would easily see through his mind, and only showed his doubts about the clothes on his face.

Seeing Su Yun's doubts, Tang Yidong explained to her lightly: "It's not just made in a hurry, this is handmade gold wire embroidery, if you are too rushed, you can't do a good embroidery job." ”

So when did he know her size so well?

Su Yun remembered that after Taotao suggested that Mei Rongdan change her figure, there seemed to be a few times he was close to him, and at that time, did he completely control every inch of her body?

Su Yun lowered her eyes, didn't speak, didn't ask, but her originally white and pink earlobes were red in the morning sun.

Tang Yidong saw it, and suddenly felt much better in his heart than just now.

If she is still shy in front of him, it means that her heart is by no means calm on the face.

He unfolded his coat, a classic light brown women's trench coat, and he propped it up and went around behind her, motioning for her to put it on.

Tang Chen, who was far away at the entrance of the second courtyard, couldn't see it really, and only saw that it looked like the six young people of their family were waiting for people to get dressed.

His eyes popped out, and he said to Tang Mao next to him: "Look at what you have bullied our six young people into, and now you are waiting for that little ancestor to get dressed."

Tang Mao pulled back his steps forward and signaled him not to make a fuss: "What do you know, this is called love, didn't there be a thrush for Mrs. in ancient times, just wearing a coat, nothing."

Tang Chen said unhappily: "Why is it nothing, when have you ever seen Liushao serve someone so diligently, not to mention serving, it is unimaginable for others to think about it, no, I can't watch it like this anymore, I have to make it clear to Miss Su, don't expect that our Liushao can't eat so much except her, I can't even see it."

"Okay, don't you emperor don't worry about eunuchs, no one suffers more from the relationship between men and women, only who is more willing, there are women like you, and your woman is probably your heir, right?"

"Isn't this normal, let me tell you, this woman can't be too used to it, you look at our family's six young people is an example, alas, young is too young."

Tang Mao looked at Tang Chen's unbeaten appearance, and ignored him.

However, some of his views and Tang Chen are a bit the same, not to mention them, the entire Tang family is more traditional, and they have been trained in the army since childhood, so it is inevitable that they will be infected with the breath of a man, so when Su Yun first met Tang Yidong, his indifference was only because he was too well educated, so he didn't see the essence of the cover-up.

Su Yun didn't think about it so much, so she wouldn't have an incredible sense like Tang Chen or Tang Mao.

But now she still realized that Tang Yidong treated her like a national treasure porcelain that was easy to slip and fall to the ground at any time, even if the expression on his face was still solemn, but it made Su Yun feel a sense of caution in the palm of his hand.

As soon as she thought of this, the slightest colic that had just been suppressed in her heart spread rapidly, and the stars burned the prairie with a cold colic to drown her.

Her face was only a little fairer, and her thoughts were not leaking at all.

Tang Yidong looked at her.

There was a deep sense of powerlessness but extreme violence rushing left and right in his heart.

"Do you like this dress?"

Su Yun said lightly: "I like it."

She kept looking at him with her eyelashes hanging and didn't look at him, her head was slightly lowered, and when she heard her words, Tang Yidong stretched out his hand and was about to hold her face.

He had to see what she was thinking.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Su Yun took a step back and turned his head to dodge, with a sparse and polite look towards him, like treating a stranger.

Tang Yidong stood in front of her, his legs slightly apart, and he looked at her with his eyes down.

Su Yun's fingertips in the sleeves clenched the sleeves tightly.

Tang Chen looked at it from a distance and looked at it uneasily, with a sense of excitement at this time: "Hey, hey, hey, look at our six young people finally can't help but get angry!" ”

As long as you have trained under Tang Yidong, you know how terrifying this person is when he is really angry.

Tang Mao also saw it and pulled Tang Chen into the courtyard.

"Your voice is quieter, what's going on with this tone that I'm afraid the world won't mess up!"

"I'm so happy, our six young people are finally going to get out of the sea of suffering, if you want me to say, how can Miss Su be cute when she first entered Beijing, now I feel a little cold, it's a fairy spirit, but this is a daughter-in-law, not an ancestor."

Tang Mao also felt that although Tang Chen's tone was wrong, there was some truth in this.

Tang Yidong confronted Su Yun like this for half an hour, looking at the thin beads of sweat that appeared on the tip of her nose, and he was unwilling to look up at him, even if he showed the slightest coquettishness or begging for mercy.

In the end, it was the first time that Tang Yidong couldn't help but ask, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?" ”

Su Yun's long eyelashes trembled, and she took half a step back, but Tang Yidong immediately approached her a little closer and walked forward.

Su Yun stood firmly in place and didn't move, but said softly: "Sixth brother, if you ...... in the future"

If I were blessed, live.

"In the future, I will honor Grandpa Tang as much as you do, and I will respect Grandpa Tang as much as I do to my grandfather, we will ...... Let's be friends like brother and sister."

Whether it's being a brother and sister or a friend, all Su Yun begs is to stop liking it.

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Yidong only said two words: "bullshit".

No one has ever been able to scold such vulgar words with a sense of deserved elegance like him.

So Su Yun stopped talking again.

The palm in the pocket of the military trouser was slowly taken out and placed at his side, what he was thinking about was what the consequences would be if Su Yun was carried into the bed in the house now.

Then I saw the small but unusually strong stubbornness on her little face.

The hand is clenched and released.

Take two steps back at the end.

He was just afraid of hurting her and scaring her.

and then never saw her, Tang Yidong knew that even without the Su family, she could do it.

Put shoes and stockings in front of her.

Pull in a chair.

"Sit down".

In fact, Su Yun was really afraid that he was really desperate to lock her up just now.

She didn't want to fight him, she had to use her grief-stricken and hateful face to force him back.

I'd rather stay on like this.

At least it won't hurt him by drinking while he is still angry.

She was also upset.

Su Yun sat down obediently.

He unwrapped the stockings, which were delicate, tight, and creamy to the skin tone, removed his own wide slippers, and knelt down in front of her, lifting her feet, and placing them on his lap.

Her toes are white and small, one by one with pink toenails, and her ankles are slender and graceful.

Slowly put on the stockings from his feet, his palms rubbed with a slight prick, like a silk and numb electric current passing through, and the memories of last night seemed to be intermittent at this time with the power on, impacting Su Yun's brain, making her beautifully shaped and round calves tremble slightly.

Tang Yidong seemed to deliberately put on her stockings slowly, until the root of her legs, close to her, side to her ear, burning in her ears and eyes, spraying a clear breath.

"Do you remember anything?"

His tone was strong and wild, as if he was guiding Su Yun and seducing her.

Su Yun couldn't stop the slightest trembling on his body, but he turned his head away from his lips, just looked back at him, and said softly: "Sixth brother."

This voice of the sixth brother carried a gentle determination, and a naïve refusal.

Damn it.

Tang Yidong simply wanted to say directly:.

The girl knew what the last thing he could see was like in her eyes.

It's like yesterday afternoon, when he looked at her watery eyes, his heart softened for a moment.

Was it caught by this girl?

I'm here today.

With Su Yun's eyes, he really couldn't do anything.

The two of them had been wearing stockings for half an hour, and the scorching and ambiguous atmosphere in the air seemed to follow Su Yun's soft begging for mercy, making Tang Yidong unbearable to hurt her in the slightest, and couldn't bear to do anything regardless of her wishes.

The shoes are a pair of pearl white buckles, simple style, with low-key luxury high heels.

Su Yun didn't wear high heels, but she didn't feel any discomfort when she stepped on these eight-centimeter-tall shoes for the first time.

That's probably the luxury of luxury, you never know how much effort and comfort it takes to go into the details.

Tang Yidong looked at her standing there, and Shen Yi's gaze couldn't help but bring the light of appreciation.

Looking at her long hair, which looked like the softest seaweed, she finally noticed that there was discord.

From the bedroom drawer, he took out a rosewood box, and placed a hairpin carved into a hosta flower in white jade.

Originally, she thought it was the best white jade, but when she looked closer, she saw that it was jadeite, and this kind of jadeite that is no different from the best white jade is extremely rare.

I remembered the emerald veins of the Golden Triangle.

It should be out there.

She was wearing high heels, and she only touched Tang Yidong's shoulders a little, and easily coiled up her hair.

Su Yun didn't expect him to pull his hair, and it was not strange to think of the god in the dressing room that time, it was actually him.

His taste in pulling his hair is the same as his taste in picking out clothes, both of them are generous and elegant, with a hint of charm, slightly tilted to the side.

Looking in the mirror, he put the hairpin in her hair, and the hosta flower hairpin was extremely beautiful.

But Su Yun remembered that time in Maoyan Hutong, he went to Tang Yinan's house, and at that time, he took it with him in Qiye.

The hosta flower is Qiao Wanxin's favorite.

Now I know that it is not Qiao Wanxin who likes it, but Qiao Wanxin who designed her own taste according to his preferences.

Sure enough, Qiao Wanxin knew very well what he liked, and probably the one who couldn't accept that he actually liked herself was Miss Qiao.

After all, she may think that she is the most suitable for Tang Yidong.

Also, when I compare myself with Miss Qiao, I am really a little naïve.

Su Yun began to think of these persuasive words again in her heart, so that she should stop thinking about it and ignore the discomfort in her heart.

She covered it up too well, Tang Yidong only felt that she was really getting farther and farther away from the little girl at the beginning.

Finally, before going out, looking at Su Yun with calm eyes, Tang Yidong was finally angry with her, and said with a faint mockery: "Sure enough, it is Director Su's granddaughter."

Su Yun raised his eyes, looked at him, lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."

Tang Yidong raised his feet and left the house, leaving only two words: "I".

"".

The girl turned into a snow-white bun, but she easily blocked him.

Tang Yidong drove out a black car with a military license plate from the garage, honked the horn irritably in the yard, and then saw Su Yun walking out lightly and quickly, Tang Yidong looked at her and frowned tightly.