"What about people?"

Her crisp voice sounded, and An Xiaoxiao appeared at the staircase: "Tang Xin." ”

Her two words contained 100% grievances, which instantly added a touch of tenderness to Tang Xin's extremely aggressive face.

"Here we are."

Tang Xin glanced at Jiang Muye with a faint expression, turned upstairs and helped An Xiaoxiao carry her luggage.

The two of them quickly came down, looking at the big bags in their hands, Jiang Muye's eyes turned cold: "An Xiaoxiao, what are you going to do?" ”

Tang Xin put An Xiaoxiao, who looked aggrieved, behind him, and said in a light tone: "Mr. Jiang, it's late, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

"This is my home." Jiang Muye reminded, his tone was naturally extremely cold.

Tang Xin smiled, and there was a look of pride between her delicate eyebrows: "Mr. Jiang is wrong, this is not only your home but also An An's home, she has the freedom to come and go, otherwise ......"

Her eyebrows turned cold: "After talking about what?" ”

Understood the meaning of her words, Jiang Muye's eyes lit slightly.

Looking at An Xiaoxiao's pear blossom rain face and tight lip line, his heart was inexplicably soft, and he actually pulled out a few traces of sourness.

He sighed slightly: "Let Liu Xing send you, it's not safe for a motorcycle to be so late." ”

"It's like a human saying." After Tang Xin finished speaking, he pulled An Xiaoxiao and left.

Looking at the backs of the two walking side by side, Jiang Muye suddenly felt relieved, An Xiaoxiao actually had such a friend, it was very good, there was no need to worry about her being bullied.

However, he always felt that there was something wrong with Tang Xin's words just now, it seemed that she called An Xiaoxiao also An An?

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, An An, when will the memories of the past be fully recovered?

An Yunqi said that she was the person when she was a child, but he always felt that his aura was wrong, and he always had a heartfelt rejection of her approach.

……

The Land Rover Aurora sails all the way to the bustling city, and the street lights are lonely and brilliant until late at night.

An Xiaoxiao had stopped crying, Tang Xin rubbed her hair and hated iron but not steel: "Are you so afraid of him?" ”

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and said nothing.

Tang Xin sighed: "It seems that I won't be able to leave Jinghai in the future." ”

An Xiaoxiao raised her head and said, "Are you really not leaving?" ”

Tang Xin nodded lightly: "How can I leave with peace of mind just like you." ”

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled: "I know that you are the best for me." ”

Tang Xin took a tissue and stuffed it to her: "Wipe your nose, it's ugly!" ”

An Xiaoxiao obediently wiped her nose, and listened to Tang Xin's smack: "I said the little brother in the front row, you don't seem to have asked where we are going, right?" ”

Liu Xing, who was driving, looked at Tang Xin's delicate and domineering face in the rearview mirror, and his heartbeat fluttered out of rhythm.

He was called up in his sleep, and the reluctance in his heart turned into a finger twist the moment he saw Tang Xin.

She is really suffocating in beauty, different from An Xiaoxiao's gentle and demure, her every move is naturally domineering, but she has a delicate and small face.

It's really not thinking about anything else.

"I think it's always the right thing to do in the city." Liu Xing hooked his lips and smiled, his colorful eyes were shining.

"It's right in front of the Premiere Apartment." Tang Xin glanced at the road signs, ignoring the emotion in Liu Xing's eyes, and his tone was light.

"Okay." Liu Xing's expression was gloomy for a moment, he stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car accelerated forward.

The car stopped at the door of Shangpin Apartment, Tang Xin and An Xiaoxiao got out of the car, and Liu Xing consciously came down and picked up his luggage: "I'll send you up." ”

"No, you don't." Tang Xin decisively refused: "You just tell Jiang Muye An An to be here with me, there is no need to know the specific address." ”

Liu Xing rubbed his hands as if he had been recognized, and watched the two enter the door of the apartment.

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