Ling Fei cried quietly and suppressedly.

The sadness and despair that burst out from the depths of her heart suddenly completely crushed her, and it was clear that happiness was just around the corner, and she could reach it by reaching out...... But she could not stretch out her hand.

Her heart hurt to death, Ling Fei's tears kept falling, she couldn't stop it, she wiped it for a while and simply gave up, she wiped it too hard, she was afraid that her eyes would be too red for a while, and Song Tianmo would see the clues.

Ling Fei bit her lip and changed her clothes while shedding tears, before the clothes were changed, Song Tianmo suddenly came over and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Fei Fei?"

Ling Fei immediately stopped crying.

The body squatted down violently, covering her pretty face with her hands, but it was still useless, and tears flowed out from between her fingers again.

"Fei Fei?" Song Tianmo knocked a few times in a row, and his voice was filled with a playful smile: "What's wrong?" It's not okay, it can't be that it fell into the toilet, right? ”

Ling Fei was angry and funny. But she didn't dare to answer him, for fear that her voice was too hoarse and Song Tianmo would hear that she had cried.

"Did you really fall in?" The smile in Song Tianmo's voice was even stronger, staring at the tightly closed bathroom door: "If you don't speak, I'll break in and pull you up." ”

Ling Fei was very sad, but she was almost amused by him after listening to Song Tianmo's words, she raised her hand and pulled a brand-new towel, turned on the faucet and wet the towel and applied it to her face.

"Thank you for the compliment, although I am very slender and have a good figure, but the toilet should not be able to hold me, so I don't need your help, Mr. Song."

Ling Fei answered Song Tianmo's words through the towel, her voice was muffled, and at first glance, she couldn't hear any signs of crying.

"You've finally spoken up." Song Tianmo leaned on the door frame, his thin lips hooked up a touch of graceful solitude: "Hurry up, I'll wait for you downstairs." ”

"Okay." When Ling Fei heard that Song Tianmo was going to wait for her downstairs, she was overjoyed, washed up well, got dressed, opened the door and walked out.

A tall figure came into view.

Song Tianmo was standing on the edge of the closet, opening the closet and casually picking out a tie, seeing the sound of the door opening, Song Tianmo turned around.

Ling Fei's heart froze.

What about waiting downstairs if you say yes?

Could it be that this bedroom is downstairs?

Ling Fei resisted the urge to scream, immediately lowered her eyelids and lowered her head, did not dare to meet Song Tianmo's gaze, walked quickly to the direction of the bedside table, picked up the black-framed glasses and put them on.

"Come and help me choose." Song Tianmo beckoned to her, his eyes swept over her black-framed glasses, and he didn't say anything: "Which tie do I have to wear with this dress?" Why don't I think it's a good fit? ”

The corners of Ling Fei's mouth twitched.

Square peg?

Song Tianmo is wearing a black haute couture coat with a beige sweater inside, this kind of clothes is the best match, right? What is called not suitable? It should be that each one is almost suitable! Do you still need to choose?

Ling Fei didn't want to go over.

She took out her bag, and while filling it with her phone, she looked in the direction of the closet, and gave advice: "That blue one is good." ”

Song Tianmo snorted lightly, and glanced at her with a smile: "Are you perfunctory to me?" Hurry up and help me choose! ”

Ling Fei had no choice but to walk over.

However, what she liked the most was the blue one, what color Song Tianmo liked, Ling Fei had already known in her heart, the advice she gave just now was very pertinent, where was there a perfunctory to him.

After quickly browsing the ties in the closet, Ling Fei looked at his clothes again, showing that she was very solemnly choosing.