An pouted: "Marriage is the grave, what is buried is freedom, happiness and faith!" ”

She recounted what happened recently, which made Tang Xin sigh for a while.

So when Jiang Muye pushed open the door, he saw such a scene, An Xiaoxiao was wearing ordinary home clothes, lying on the bed, cross-legged, and talking with an exaggerated expression.

Inexplicably, his heart warmed.

An Xiaoxiao was talking about elation, and when she looked back at Jiang Muye at the door, she was stunned for a while, and the man's indifferent and pure face was full of connivance, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood.

It's so handsome that you can't take your eyes off it.

Tang Xin on the other end of the screen noticed something strange and asked with a grin: "Hey, what's wrong?" What's in a daze? ”

An Xiaoxiao came back to his senses: "That...... Makino is back, so I won't tell you yet. ”

Tang Xin sneered: "You still say you're unhappy, look at your look." ”

An Xiaoxiao was obviously shy: "No, isn't this normal for me." ”

"Okay, I don't know about you yet?" Tang Xin added with a smile: "I will return to China the day after tomorrow, and your evening time will be mine, don't forget to ask for leave in advance!" ”

"Got it!" An Xiaoxiao hung up the video and jumped out of bed, scratching her head embarrassedly: "Just came back?" ”

Jiang Muye bowed his head: "Don't worry, I haven't heard a word about your secret." ”

An Xiaoxiao bit her lip and smiled: "What's the secret." ”

She came over and pushed his wheelchair: "Are you hungry?" Haven't had dinner yet? ”

An Xiaoxiao, who was once gentle and well-behaved, finally came back, and Jiang Muye felt that his mood was relaxed: "No, what did you learn in the mansion today?" ”

"Flower arrangement." An Xiaoxiao: "But the flower arrangement teacher is very unhappy, I don't seem to have talent." ”

She took out her phone to find the album and showed him: "Look, is it ugly?" ”

It's a bouquet of plum blossoms, originally sparse shadows and horizontal obliques are the right way, An Xiaoxiao is inserted in a regular manner, and it is really not very good-looking.

"It's okay." Jiang Muye seemed to comfort her: "Originally, it was also to pass the time of boredom. ”

An Xiaoxiao took back her mobile phone and looked slightly sneering: "But my mother doesn't seem to be happy anymore." ”

Jiang Muye said casually: "You care so much, are you tired." ”

"Don't you care?" An Xiao was surprised, it was his own mother.

Jiang Muye looked at her with a pair of deep eyes: "You don't even seem to care about me, but you are very attentive to outsiders." ”

An Xiaoxiao was stunned: "Forget it, don't discuss this issue." ”

Jiang Muye looked at her with a complicated expression and was silent for a while before saying, "Let's go, go downstairs to eat." ”

"Hmm." An Xiaoxiao was a little weak-hearted, and hurriedly pushed his wheelchair obediently, and listened to him in the elevator with a faint sentence: "Go back and send me the photo just now." ”

An Xiaoxiao thought that he was trying to leave evidence of her idiocy......

……

Two days later, at Jinghai International Airport, An Xiaoxiao received Tang Xin, who had returned from the UK.

She is still the same, dressed in a punk outfit, short hair is handsome, neat and stylish, with exquisite facial features, enchanting makeup, and she is not beautiful.

Comparatively speaking, An Xiaoxiao, who wears a color-blocked sweater and a skirt of the same color, looks much more well-behaved and lovely.

The two came to a big hug, and then Tang Xin whistled at her: "An An, why are you dressed like such a lady?" ”

"Don't mention it." An Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly: "I just came back from studying in the mansion......"

Tang Xin understood in seconds, and looked her up and down: "It's not bad, this style is also quite suitable for you, you see, how high the return rate is!" ”

Glancing at the crowd of people walking by, An Xiaoxiao teased: "Come on, it's all up to you!" ”

Tang Xin has such an aura, his obviously simple appearance always gives people a kind of aggression, and that kind of fierce aura is inexplicably similar to Jiang Muye.

An Xiaoxiao thought, maybe this is a trait common to these excellent people.

The two walked out of the airport shoulder to shoulder, and outside the door, Lu Qichen's car stopped on the side of the road: "Hey, two beauties, this way!" ”

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