Song Xuxu coughed, nodded a little embarrassedly, and admitted it.

When Xiao Han saw this, his face was really like this, "I just said that when I saw you wearing a mask, I thought it was quite familiar." ”

"Ahem, in fact, I'm just afraid that you will misunderstand, so I deliberately wear a mask and don't speak...... In fact, all this is a beautiful misunderstanding. Song Xuxu explained.

When Xiao Han heard this, he connected everything in his mind, but he suddenly understood why Song Xuxu deliberately disguised herself, although the comments on the Internet were very bad about her, but now it doesn't seem like that.

"You and Brother Han are in a relationship now??" Soon, Xiao Han asked again.

Song Xuxu guessed that he would ask like this, and shook his head violently, "No, I'm just one of his many true love fans, don't get me wrong." ”

Although the relationship between her and Tang Mohan is a bit unclear now, in front of outsiders, where can she be misunderstood!

Xiao Han's face crossed with surprise, "Are you a fan of Brother Han?" ”

Song Xuxu nodded again and again, "Well, he's my idol!" Then her face showed the color of idolatry.

Xiao Han touched the tip of his nose, and said in his heart If it was really a simple relationship between idols and fans, would his brother Han be so attentive to him to prepare a lunch in a five-star hotel and bring it to someone?

Don't say any fans, even Brother Han's family hasn't had this kind of treatment, right?!

There were doubts in his heart, but Xiao Han also knew that there were some things that could not be asked too much, so he only nodded at Song Xuxu and said, "The things have been delivered, I'll go back to the company first." ”

"Okay."

Soon, Xiao Han left.

Song Xuxu carried the bag, went back to the house, and after putting the lunch on the table, she took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Tang Mohan.

[Great God, thank you for your lunch, but I forgot to wear a mask today, so your assistant recognized it, it doesn't matter, right?] 】

Although she knew that Xiao Han must have asked Tang Mohan as well, she felt that it was still necessary to talk to someone again.

Soon, Tang Mohan replied to WeChat, "It's okay, I forgot to tell him." ”

Song Xuxu touched the tip of his nose and secretly thought, just because you forgot to tell him, your assistant was almost not startled by me.

[I'll be careful next time.] Song Xuxu replied.

Tang Mohan: "What did he say to you?" ”

Song Xu thought about it, and she couldn't tell him that Xiao Han asked him if she and he were in a relationship, and she would feel embarrassed if he turned around and replied to himself something like 'when we weren't in love'.

Immediately, she typed quickly: [I didn't say anything, he probably just felt very surprised that I, a person who is black on the Internet, will live next door to you... 】

Tang Mohan smiled and replied, "Don't worry, he will get used to it soon." ”

Song Xu was embarrassed, and always felt that these words were too multi-layered.

[What, have you eaten? She changed the subject.

Tang Mohan: "Wait." ”

Song Xuxu: [Then I'll go to eat first, and besides, you really don't have to prepare three meals a day for me, I'll be embarrassed.] 】

Tang Mohan: "Don't feel embarrassed, just get used to it." ”

Song Xuxu: . . .

Why did the pink bubbles start popping up when we chatted about it this day?

Subsequently, Song Xuxu only gave Tang Mohan a barred expression, and he didn't dare to continue chatting at all.