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"Whose phone is ringing?" Song Tiantian frowned slightly and asked vaguely.

"Mine."

"Who called?" She asked again.

Tang Jingyun glanced at the mobile phone that was thrown on the round table and said, "I don't know." ”

He was afraid of waking her up, so he didn't see who called, so he turned off his phone and threw it aside.

Song Tingtian thought that Tang Jingyun didn't know if she was prevaricating her, so she directly stretched out her hand, reached the phone, unlocked the screen and wanted to find out.

There was indeed a missed call on it, but it was just a string of numbers, a number he didn't save.

At first glance, Song Tingtian felt that this number was very familiar.

Just as she closed her eyes and wondered whose number it was, suddenly, a text message came in again.

Song Tiantian clicked on the text message, glanced at it, and in an instant, his heart was clear.

She gently nudged the man's arm with her elbow, and her voice was so small that she couldn't hear the emotion.

"Oh, Su Lan's text message ......"

Su Lan?

Tang Jingyun looked at her thoughtfully, and Song Tiantian didn't know what he meant.

"What do you think I'm doing? Look at the text messages. Song tipped the phone into his hand.

"You're angry? If you get angry, just delete the text message and don't show it to me. He raised his hand and stroked her hair, as if he were grooming a little wild cat.

"I'm not angry with you, and you didn't take the initiative to provoke Su Lan, besides, last time you owed Su Lan a favor because of me, so she now has this excuse to come to you, hey......"

Song Tingtian sighed deeply, in fact, when Su Lan was asked to help her brand on the catwalk, Song Tingtian knew that there would be this time.

Seeing that Tang Jingyun didn't mean to answer the phone for a long time, Song Tian cleared his throat, glanced at the phone screen and said, "Since you don't look at it, then I'll read it for you." ”

She paused for a few seconds, then read it to him clearly, word for word.

"Yun Shao, I'm Su Lan, cough ......" she read it, feeling embarrassed, "Are you free tonight?" If there is, let's have dinner together, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just want to treat you to dinner. ”

Just having dinner?

Song Tiantian felt that Su Lan's words were too contradictory, obviously he wanted to date Tang Jingyun, but he found himself a 'simple' excuse.

"What's going on?" Song Tiantian edited back and forth on the screen several times, but deleted it again.

How to deal with it depends on Tang Jingyun's meaning.

"Won't you refuse?"

"There's got to be an excuse for refusal, right?"

"No, just refuse." Tang Jingyun told her coldly.

That's right, Tang Jingyun has always been a person who won't make excuses, if Su Lan is given an excuse not to go, it doesn't look like Tang Jingyun's style of doing things.

But Song Tingtian felt that the favors owed always had to be repaid.

"You just have a meal with Su Lan, and you get her wish."

Song Tiantian edited the word 'good' in the text message input box for the person who was about to return to Fulan, intending to go back to the past for Tang Jingyun, but before he could press the send button, the mobile phone was taken by Tang Jingyun.

"Song tilted." He even called her by name and surname, although his voice was understated, he still heard Song Tiantian feel a sigh in his heart, and his back was cold.

"Ah...... What's wrong? She winked in pity.

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