After breakfast, Tang Ximu lay on the folding chair on the balcony on the second floor to rest, soaking up the sun and reading a book.

Today, she made an appointment to meet her male girlfriend in the afternoon to discuss important events, but this time has not yet come, so she will lie down and rest for a while.

At this time, the sun is not very large, and it is unusually warm and comfortable on the body.

There was a sound of ringing the doorbell downstairs, and Xiao Huang's excited screams.

Tang Ximu lowered her chin out of curiosity, took advantage of the situation to slide her sunglasses halfway up the bridge of her nose, lowered her eyes and looked downstairs, the woman came again-Shen Ruyue.

The aunt in charge hurriedly opened the door for her and welcomed her in, which was Zhang Tinghan's order.

Tang Ximu's heart was unwavering, and then his fingertips swiped across the smooth paper, turned a page, made a crisp sound of sweeping leaves, and continued to concentrate on reading.

She didn't know and didn't want to know what she wanted to do when she came to her house.

The strange thing is that she didn't trouble her, but she went up to the second floor first and knocked on her room door: "Sister Ximu, are you inside?" Sister Xi Mu? ”

"Knock! Knock! Knock! ”

Didn't she come to find Zhang Tinghan? What did you come to her for?

Tang Ximu continued to read books in line with the Buddhist mentality of ignoring it. But the heroine of the family is not happy, she keeps knocking on the door, and she doesn't know what it means.

Until Tang Ximu couldn't bear it anymore, got up and threw the book on the folding chair, walked quickly to the door and pulled it away.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Shen Ruyue's hand knocking on the door was still in mid-air, like a frightened deer with wide clear eyes, and subconsciously vigilantly took half a step back.

She froze in place and didn't speak, carrying a bag in her folded hands.

Tang Ximu endured patience and asked repeatedly: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Being asked so bluntly, Shen Ruyue was a little embarrassed, two shades of powder appeared on her cheeks like drinking, and she said stiffly: "I...... Sister Xi Mu, I heard that your skin has not been very good recently, and my friend happened to come back from France with a set of skin care products, which is very good for the recovery of the skin, for you. ”

She presented the gift with both hands.

Tang Ximu was a little blindsided, and her lowered gaze fell on the gift she handed over.

What is she doing? The weasel must not have a good heart to give the chicken a New Year's greeting.

Tang Ximu didn't beat around the bush with her, and refused cleanly: "There is no need for gifts, you can keep them for yourself." Anything else? ”

She's still in a hurry to read.

Shen Ruyue's hand stiffened for a few seconds, probably too embarrassed, so she shrank back.

"I came to you to ask you, do you know where Brother Tinghan is now? I called him and didn't get back to his message, and I was worried. Shen Ruyue frowned in worry.

Tang Ximu rolled his eyes and was unceremoniously: "How do I know where he is?" Besides, he's my husband, where is he, do you need to know? ”

I don't know where this anger came from, it should be from the instinctive emotions of this body.

With a little girl like her, she can't do it.

Shen Ruyue seemed to be full of humiliation, bit her lip hard, the tears in her lowered eyes were about to overflow, and she pinched her sharp nails with her fingertips. Isn't she humiliating herself?

"Sister Ximu, I don't mean anything else, I just want to be friends and sisters with you, can you not have so much malice towards me?" Shen Ruyue is compassionate and straightforward.

She has been trying to put aside her prejudices and try to please her, hoping to be good friends with her.