Tang Tang took the soup bowl, drank most of it in one gulp, and took another bite of the cinnamon fish, the fierce little appearance, as if it was not facing the food, but at Tang rice.

Seeing that she didn't listen to the advice, Mo Fei didn't say anything, just silently took out a packet of barley tea to nourish her stomach.

It was boiled with the tea set in Tang Tang's office.

Half-full, Tang Tang looked up and saw Mo Fei making tea, his movements were like flowing water, and he was quite elegant, no worse than some tea masters.

In ancient times, tea was something that only nobles could enjoy, and when I thought of Mo Fei's usual clothes, Tang Tang couldn't help but secretly guess in his heart, this old pervert, could it be that he was still a noble child?

Just looking at it, Mo Fei suddenly raised his eyes with a smile on his face, "Are you peeking at me?" ”

Tang Tang simply stared at him openly, "Mo Fei, did you ...... when you were alive What kind of person is he? ”

"It's been too long, I've forgotten." The tea has been brewed, Mo Fei picked up the teapot and poured it into the teacup, the unique aroma of barley tea instantly filled the house, "I'll let you dry first." ”

Seeing that he was reluctant to speak, Tang Tang pursed his lips, lowered his head and continued to eat.

After putting the teacup away, Mo Fei got up and stood next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

In my mind, I couldn't help but have some images.

When he was alive!

It's really been too long, too long......

Tang Tang didn't know how much her words caused a shock in Mo Fei's heart.

After eating, and drinking a cup of tea beautifully, she touched her stomach, flipped out An Lingling's phone, and dialed it.

The phone was quickly connected, and the background was noisy, "Sugar Bao'er, I'll have another meeting, I'll talk in a moment." ”

With that, the phone was hung up.

Obviously, it was a while, but when it was about to leave work, she hadn't waited for the call.

Tang Tang was too worried, so he decided to go to An's to see An Lingling.

Tang Tang took the soup bowl, drank most of it in one gulp, and took another bite of the cinnamon fish, the fierce little appearance, as if it was not facing the food, but at Tang rice.

Seeing that she didn't listen to the advice, Mo Fei didn't say anything, just silently took out a packet of barley tea to nourish her stomach.

It was boiled with the tea set in Tang Tang's office.

Half-full, Tang Tang looked up and saw Mo Fei making tea, his movements were like flowing water, and he was quite elegant, no worse than some tea masters.

In ancient times, tea was something that only nobles could enjoy, and when I thought of Mo Fei's usual clothes, Tang Tang couldn't help but secretly guess in his heart, this old pervert, could it be that he was still a noble child?

Just looking at it, Mo Fei suddenly raised his eyes with a smile on his face, "Are you peeking at me?" ”

Tang Tang simply stared at him openly, "Mo Fei, did you ...... when you were alive What kind of person is he? ”

"It's been too long, I've forgotten." The tea has been brewed, Mo Fei picked up the teapot and poured it into the teacup, the unique aroma of barley tea instantly filled the house, "I'll let you dry first." ”

Seeing that he was reluctant to speak, Tang Tang pursed his lips, lowered his head and continued to eat.

After putting the teacup away, Mo Fei got up and stood next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

In my mind, I can't help but have some pictures!

Tang Tang didn't know how much her words caused a shock in Mo Fei's heart.

After eating, and drinking a cup of tea beautifully, she touched her stomach, flipped out An Lingling's phone, and dialed it.

The phone was quickly connected, and the background was noisy, "Sugar Bao'er, I'll have another meeting, I'll talk in a moment." ”

Obviously, it was a while, but when it was about to leave work, she hadn't waited for the call.