The two of them stood at the door like this, Tang Zhihuan couldn't help but meet her flickering eyes, and said, "Song Xixi, can you enter the house?" ”

Anyway, he drove for 40 minutes to bring her food, so he couldn't let him go after taking something, right?

"Yes, yes!" Song Xixi came back to his senses and hurriedly turned sideways to let Tang Zhihuan carry takeout into the house.

I'm afraid he won't go in, otherwise it's okay to stay and sleep...... Song Xixi's heart was dark, staring at his tall and emaciated back.

Compared with yesterday, he is dressed much more casually today, with a loose white V-shaped short sleeves on his upper body, when she entered the door, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of his looming collarbone, sexy with a little reserve, the short-sleeved hem was tucked into the black trousers, the waist was extraordinarily thin, and the whole person looked sven and clean.

It's like his WeChat name, a piece of sugar, a sweet and sour watermelon candy.

Tang Zhihuan walked in, glanced at the furnishings in the house, it was clean and fresh, much neater than what he saw last night, he put the takeaway on the table, looked back at the woman who was still at the door, and his voice was a little cold: "Aren't you coming?" ”

"Ahh Come here! ”

Song Xi nodded and showed a simple smile towards Tang Zhihuan, but he still didn't take a step.

She didn't know how to walk for a while, as long as her eyes touched Tang Zhihuan's clear eyes, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, no matter how she looked at this man, he was the type she liked.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, and there is a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, which is cold and steady.

Song Xixi swallowed her saliva again, she was hungry for him!

"Are you hungry and haven't come over for dinner?" Tang Zhihuan noticed that Song Xixi's gaze was a little abnormal, and pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose suspiciously, walked towards her with one hand, and stopped where there were only two steps left from her.

When the man leaned over slightly, Song Xixi inhaled hard, and could smell his refreshing shampoo.

"Can't you go?"

"Well, what shampoo do you use?"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and they were speechless after each finished speaking, and there was suddenly a strange embarrassment in the air.

"Hehe, that... When I came to open the door, I fell again, and my feet were a little less able to walk. ”

No matter how thick-skinned Song Xixi was, she couldn't bear it in the face of such a cold and ascetic man, she only felt a hot cheek, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

People are taking care of you with sincerity and no distractions, and your mind is full of ideas about how to knock him down.

Song Xixi, you shouldn't!

"Then I'll help you." Tang Zhihuan looked at Song Xixi's little expression, felt a little interesting, thought it was because of her uncomfortable foot pain, walked to her side and supported her steadily, and his long arms went around her from behind and hugged her shoulders tightly.

Suddenly getting so close, Song Xixi's heartbeat accelerated instantly, she pursed her lower lip, and an idea popped up in her head, I wipe, will there be a nosebleed?

She looked down at the floor, her body leaned softly in Tang Zhihuan's arms, safe and comfortable, his figure was definitely very good, how good it would be if he could be held in his arms for the rest of his life......

Just when Song Xixi was in a reverie, a cold voice sounded from above his head, and Liang Tang Zhihuan's unique cold voice:

"My shampoo is duset, you can buy it if you like."

"Oh, it smells good." Hearing Tang Zhihuan seriously answer her brainless question just now, Song Xixi only felt that there was another hot current rushing straight to her Tianling Gai.

Fortunately, the door is not far from the table in the living room, and it is not a few steps away.

She obediently sat down on the stool, Tang Zhihuan stood next to her and untied the takeaway, remembering something: "I didn't ask for the merchant's chopsticks, where do you put the chopsticks?" ”

"In the kitchen cupboard." Song Xixi pointed, and Tang Zhihuan walked to the kitchen in the direction she pointed.

Song Xixi took advantage of Tang Zhihuan's chopsticks to pat his face twice, took a few deep breaths in a row, and his heartbeat slowly returned to its normal frequency, but he still felt a little hot, and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to 16 degrees.

Tang Zhihuan followed Song Xixi's prompt, walked to the cabinet and was about to bend down to open the door of the cabinet, and inadvertently saw an unwashed instant noodle bowl in the dishwashing sink above the cabinet.

The instant noodle oil is still in a liquid state, and in addition to the smell of air freshener in the kitchen, you can also smell a little bit of the instant noodle smell of Laotuan sauerkraut.

The man's long eyes narrowed slightly, and for some reason, the corners of his mouth pulled out a faint smile.