"Wake up, breakfast is ready on the table."

Jiang Tang paused for a few seconds, then nodded, completely sluggish in his sleep.

Seeing ginger candy zombie entering the toilet with his eyes closed and almost hitting the door, Meng Hetang reached out and grabbed her shoulder, pushed open the bathroom door, and saw her standing at the washstand before turning around and returning to the living room.

I called the master last night, so as not to worry about his old man, this time Jiang Tang lives with him, and the master doesn't have to look for people all over the world, and now his task is to let Jiang Tang let down his guard and go back to the master's house to live.

Erlang God was lying on his feet and refused to get up, so he stood on the balcony and called his father.

As soon as Jiang Tang came out, he saw a man wearing a white loose T-shirt and black five-point pants on the balcony, under the sun, the man smiled very sweetly, it was a mature man's smile and the sunshine like a big boy, Jiang Tang listened to the man's gentle speech, there were some low magnetic tones that were not the kind of subwoofer that belonged to Lao Qin, in short, there was nothing that Jiang Tang liked.

Meng Hetang glanced at Jiang Tang standing there, as if he was at a loss, and pointed to the kitchen, Jiang Tang followed the direction he pointed to see the breakfast on the kitchen table, Jiang Tang smiled.

Jiang Tang, who was about to sit down for breakfast, rolled his eyes, and quietly came behind Meng Hetang with his feet, listening to Meng Hetang's conversation with each other mostly from some parents, and hearing Meng Hetang call Dad, Jiang Tang covered his mouth and smiled slyly twice, leaned up, and shouted crisply at the mobile phone.

"Dad."

Meng Hetang was so frightened that he quickly turned around and took a big step back, his phone almost fell off, and the boss with open eyes looked at Jiang Tang in surprise, Jiang Tang laughed, very satisfied with the result of his prank.

"It's not Dad, she's not, listen to me......"

Meng Hetang glared at Jiang Tang, turned his back to Jiang Tang and hurriedly explained.

Ginger candy sticks out its tongue.

Brother Meng seems to be angry, what should I do?

Jiang Tang leaned on the balcony and listened to Meng Hetang explain to his father.

“…… She's my master's daughter, not what Dad thinks she is. ”

“…… She's only seventeen years old, little girl, what do you want? I can't find anyone. ”

"I know Dad, don't rush me, the girl is playing, don't think about it......"

"Okay, okay, I see, don't take it personally, little girl, what can I mean, really."

Jiang Tang's smile was a little broken, she could actually guess how Meng Hetang would explain to her father, but she just wanted to hear with her own ears how he disconnected from herself.

yes, she's only seventeen, she's too young.

Jiang Tang tilted his head to look at the emerald green downstairs.

What's wrong with being seventeen, she will be eighteen in another month, and she will be an adult by then, no, she will be eighteen years old now, Meng Hetang, an old man, will let you change your words sooner or later.

Ginger Candy nodded firmly at the air.

Meng Hetang turned around after making the phone call and found that Jiang Tang was still behind her, which startled her again, but now he can't laugh at it, this is too nonsense, and the prank should be picked at the right time.

"Let's eat."

After looking at the ginger candy for a few seconds, Meng Hetang still didn't say anything, said lightly, raised his feet and went back to the living room, and as soon as he took a step, his clothes were dragged.

The little girl behind him stepped forward less than half a step away from him, and her gentle and soft voice carried a hint of apology.

"I'm sorry Brother Meng, I was wrong, I won't mess around in the future, don't be angry."