The next day, the sky was semi-blue, and it was not yet bright.

Zhang Tinghan, who was shirtless, got up from the comfortable bed, stretched his waist, and supported the strong muscle lines on his chest.

When he just woke up, his hair was a little messy, but it didn't affect his handsomeness at all.

He opened the glass door of the balcony, walked to the balcony and looked down, and looked around.

Before dawn, Tang Ximu's car was gone.

Did she go to work?

As he thought, Tang Ximu had already gone to the talent show group.

She is now eating breakfast backstage, and her other hand is not idle, constantly replying to fans' messages.

A polite and high-quality male voice interrupted her: "Ms. Tang, this is a flower given to you by an anonymous gentleman!" ”

She looked up, and the takeaway boy was wearing a peaked cap, smiling, and his hands were full of roses.

This rose is a fresh high-end product at a glance, look at this exquisite packaging, and the petals are still flowing with crystal full morning dew.

The students came over one after another, envious: "Wow~ Sister Tangyuan, this flower is so good-looking, which gentleman gave it to you?" ”

Tang Ximu smiled faintly and happily took the Sanjiu rose into his arms, "Thank you." ”

In fact, this is not the first time she has received flowers, and she is not so surprised, because fans often send her flowers, and she is used to it.

Shen Ruyue, who was sitting in the corner, didn't go around and pat her like other students, but just sat there from a distance and looked at her who was admired and worshipped, with envy and a trace of jealousy in her eyes.

Why didn't anyone give her flowers?

"By the way, there is also this bottle of herbal tea, which the gentleman specially said, to give you the fire." The takeaway guy almost forgot about it, took out the herbal tea from his bag and put it in front of her dressing table.

Originally, Tang Ximu, whose face was full of joy, knew who sent this when she saw the herbal tea on the table, and she lost her mood in an instant.

Turning his face is faster than turning a book, his face is dark and black, his hand holding the flower is dark, and the flower package is wrinkled, and he is angry.

Zhang Tinghan was clearly laughing at her!

She grabbed the stick flower and waved her hand angrily, just like to smash the flower to the ground and crush it with her foot to vent her anger.

But the moment it fell, she stopped, and after thinking about it, she thought of a better way to deal with it.

Tang Ximu stood up, holding the flowers, and walked in front of Shen Ruyue gracefully.

Looking at the delicate roses in the flowers, his eyes were gentle, and he said with a smile: "Ruyue, I don't like roses very much, so I gave it to you, and it was a discharge gift for you." ”

Anyway, if you don't want it, it's better to give it to her, Zhang Tinghan actually wants to give it to her.

Shen Ruyue, who was combing her hair with a grate, was a little confused, and looked at Tang Ximu who was suddenly kind to her in a panic, not understanding what she meant.

"Here, take it!" Tang Ximu looked at her in a daze, so he forced the stick flower into her arms.

"Wow, Sister Tangyuan is so good, I want Huahua too!"

The students were holding faces, they were all very envious, if Shen Ruyue could have such good luck to receive a gift from the goddess, if they were snickering in their dreams.

"Thank you, Sister Ximu." Shen Ruyue was difficult but enthusiastic, so she had to smirk and thank her.

It seems that she didn't know about yesterday and treated her like a fool. Shen Ruyue couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

"If you like it, the finals are about to start, you must not get sick again, I still count on you to win the championship." Tang Ximu said goodbye to her past suspicions and cheered her on.

The students all saw it, this is also great, Sister Tangyuan is so broad-minded, and passers-by are full of good feelings.