Chapter 13: Bad Taste

Su Tang didn't have half a wave in his heart: "Miss An, instead of sarcastically sarcastic me, it's better to think about how to make the young master unable to find me." ”

Her guilt was limited to Feng Yuan, and for other people's words, she couldn't make any waves in her heart.

Both Maserati and Beauty are particularly eye-catching.

Su Tang buried his head in the wide neckline and said, "Take a step first." ”

She went back to the rental house, and Schumann stared at her in the small sofa and said, "Where's my umbrella?" ”

Su Tang was stunned and was very honest: "I forgot, how much money I will accompany you." ”

"You lost it?" Schumann said, "You went out in the middle of the night and came back and said you lost your umbrella?" ”

Things suddenly got interesting.

Schumann lifted the blanket covering his body, wore a casual nightdress, and reached out to hook Su Tang's collar, although Su Tang held it down, she still saw some traces.

"Boyfriend is still husband." Schumann wrapped himself in a blanket and nestled in the small sofa and reminded her: "Men don't have many good things, don't suffer a loss." ”

Su Tang doesn't look aggressive, he looks like he is the kind of well-behaved and innocent type, and Su Tang is also soft-spoken on weekdays, if he is deceived by a man, it is really pitiful.

Su Tang pursed his lips, slowly loosened the hand holding his collar, and said softly: "This is my own business." ”

It doesn't matter if Feng Yuan uses her, she is sorry for Feng Yuan first, so it doesn't matter if she lies to her, as long as she has some effect on Feng Yuan.

Schumann snorted impatiently and muttered, "If you don't listen to the people who have come over, there will be times when you cry." ”

"I'll give you back the umbrella." Su Tang retreated to his room: "I'll get it in a while." ”

She still has a shift at 6 p.m. and has no time to rest.

Su Tang added a white tight turtleneck sweater to the sweatshirt to cover all the traces on his body.

Then I made a bus and went to Feng Yuan.

This is a little selfishness on her part.

If she loses money directly to Schumann, she can have at least two hours of rest, but she still wants to see if Feng Yuan will come back to eat her meal.

The door opened, and the meal was untouched.

Su Tang laughed at himself.

For Feng Yuan, she is just an object, and if she says it casually, she can keep it in her heart.

What is Feng Yuan's identity now? Even if she didn't cook this meal, Feng Yuan wouldn't be hungry.

It's Su Tang who is too self-righteous and thinks of himself too important.

Su Tang held the umbrella in the corner in his hand and left without hesitation.

Her phone was on standby all day, but no one was sending her messages.

Su Tang is still angry in his heart, even if he sends a message to tell her, so that she doesn't have to continue to be stupid and expectant.

But Feng Yuan has a bad taste, he just likes to see Su Tang's expectations disappointed, so he doesn't want to tell him a word.

Putting on an apron and a mask, Su Tang prepared to work in the small restaurant.

"Su Tang, you're finally here." Yu Qi stood tall and thin in front of Su Tang, looked down at Su Tang who was washing vegetables, and said, "You walked too fast that day." ”

Su Tang didn't raise his head, he concentrated on washing the vegetables, and his voice was a little muffled because he was wearing a mask: "I don't care about the events of that day, and you don't need to feel uncomfortable." ”

Yu Qi also squatted down: "But I think you are still uncomfortable in your heart, and I am also uncomfortable." My intentions are good, anyway, I'll wait for you to get off work, and then we can have a good talk, okay? ”

Su Tang raised his eyes to look at Yu Qi, his eyes were very sincere, and people couldn't bear to refuse: "Okay." ”