The game of smart people
That's it, Bai Nuan left directly, as for Vilia......
Before Bai Nuan left, he glanced at her, and his eyes retracted without any fluctuation.
These two people are really good at acting.
Sometimes they know each other's calculations, but they have to admit it.
Because...... The man wisely blocked the rest of his way.
The door was closed again, Tang Zhizhou hooked the cup on the table, squinted slightly, and sprinkled the water on the ground: "Get up, go and invite people out." ”
Vilia propped herself up, not daring to say anything else, and walked into the room facing this side.
The man holding the cat inside walked out, with a gentle appearance, dusty eyebrows, and a white Tang suit, embroidered with dots of patterns with silver silk threads, and couldn't see too much.
"I'm doing this for you, I compromised, how can I return my courtesy?" Tang Zhizhou rested his elbows on the stone table, crossed his fingers, rested his chin on it, and there was a little smile between his eyebrows and eyes, without the emotion that he had just been laughed at by Bai Nuan.
"To each his own, there is no need for such a thing." The man sat in Bai Nuan's position just now, his white hand was a little blue, he held the cat's head, and scratched it slowly with his fingers.
The cats are very well-behaved, and they are all snoring comfortably.
"You're such a pervert." Tang Zhizhou smiled and said such words, like a conversation between friends.
The man still looked calm and relaxed, but there was a bit of pity in his lowered eyes: "It's just to let them see their true selves, what's the point?" ”
"It's time, let their old friends come out for a meeting, my works can't be grasped." The man sighed lightly, and his hand slowly grabbed the cat's neck, tightening it little by little.
The cat in her arms began to roll her eyes, and finally stopped moving.
He let go of his hand as usual, and rubbed the cat's fur as if nothing had happened.
Tang Zhizhou also laughed, laughing a little loudly.
Vilia on the side didn't dare to make a sound.
Bai Nuan sat in the car, looking at the street in all directions in front of him, his face was a little cold.
I forgot where the softness was.
Now I don't know where to go back.
When Bai Nuan called Anyang, he was being scolded.
The kind of scolding that splits the head and covers the face.
"You can bear it, you don't need your son, do you? When does a woman not? You're picking that time, right? "This is Anyang's father.
At this moment, he was thundering, so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he pointed at Anyang and scolded fiercely.
An Yang'an stood there quietly, his eyes were full of gloom, and he didn't listen to it, he felt that the phone was vibrating, so he took out the phone in front of An's father.
Connected: "Warm and warm." His voice was a little softer.
"Come out to dinner, I'll send you the location." Admitting that you are lost is such a thing, it is impossible, the big guy has a good face.
Before An Yang could speak, Bai Nuan heard a voice from the other end of the phone.
"Isn't it the vixen's call? You hung up the phone for me! ”
An Yang's originally acceptable face sank suddenly, with a heavy frost in his eyes, and he lifted his eyes to look at An's father.
That danger was revealed at once, and the aura that had been condensed was also dispersed.
made An's father, who had been working hard for a long time, feel a little chill in his back.
"Nuan Nuan, I'll go later, wait for me." An Yang suppressed his anger, and after still saying this gently, he hung up the phone.