Chapter 10 Do I Have to Sell My Hue?

Jiang Tan's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned around lightly in his arms, looking at him with blank eyes, "What red envelope?" Where are the red envelopes. ”

Zhou Yinghuai laughed sullenly, and even there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

He has a cold and cold temperament, and it is rare to be able to laugh at this point.

Jiang Tan looked at his eyebrows, he was so excited that he forgot about the red envelope for a while, until he felt that a hard thing was stuffed into his palm, and the corners were clear.

She exclaimed quietly and pinched.

When you touch it, you know that it is a thick red envelope.

Jiang Tan took it out, looked at the red envelope in his hand in shock, and was stunned, "There are still people who make cash red envelopes this year?" ”

"Well, let Zhao Qi pick it up overnight, or serial number." Zhou Yinghuai pointed and said, "It's 20,000 in total, I wish you a happy 24th birthday." ”

Among the so many gifts that Zhou Yinghuai gave to Jiang Tan, in terms of value alone, this is the most insignificant.

But Jiang Tan liked it very much, because on the festive and gaudy red shell of the red envelope, Zhou Yinghuai wrote in thin gold font: Princess Tantan, happy birthday.

Zhou Yinghuai used to write books, and this thin gold body was learned for Jiang Tan.

He learns things quickly, and his mastery is only half a month.

But this was the first time he wrote to Jiang Tan.

Jiang Tan pinched a thick stack of red envelopes, his mouth was a little sour, but he was still joking, saying, "You should sign your name at the bottom." ”

"How can there be a signature under the birthday wishes?" Zhou Yinghuai disagreed.

"How can this be the same?" Jiang Tan pouted and said with a serious face: "The signature of the chairman of Weixi Group, I took it out and forged a document, it's worth a lot of money, right?" ”

Zhou Yinghuai didn't mind her offensive words, pinched the tip of her nose, and said in a dull voice: "Illegal." ”

Jiang Tan said, then you can bail me out at that time.

Zhou Yinghuai smiled angrily, raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and asked slowly and logically, you forged my signature, and I will bail you?

Jiang Tan looked at him with a pair of dark and lovely eyes.

Zhou Yinghuai stroked her hair and said, "I know, if there is really such a day, you will not be locked up." ”

Jiang Tan slept the best sleep in a few days, and when he woke up, he only felt that his body and mind were healed, and he was indescribably relieved.

Zhou Yinghuai has a very regular schedule, when Jiang Tan woke up, he had just finished his workout, and there was the sound of gurgling water in the bathroom.

Jiang Tan sat up from the quilt and shouted in the direction of the bathroom: "Zhou Yinghuai, what do you eat at noon?" ”

The sound of water inside stopped, and a moment later, the man came out of it in his nightgown.

His hair is wet, and he doesn't look as rigorous as usual, and he looks like a young campus male protagonist.

Jiang Tan thought that Zhou Yinghuai's face was still very capable of fighting.

She held her cheeks and smiled, with a cute posture, which was quite likeable: "Zhou Yinghuai, you look like this, it's a pity not to shoot idol dramas." ”

"Study abroad agencies are not enough, do you have to ask me to sell my hue?" Zhou Yinghuai's voice was flat, and when he said joking words, it still made people feel that his tone was light.

Jiang Tan smiled even more happily and asked, "You haven't said it yet, what to eat at noon." ”

Zhou Yinghuai said, didn't you say last time that you wanted to drink the soup I cooked?

"That's true..."Jiang Tan's eyes lit up, "So you want to cook?" ”

"Zheng Heng came over early in the morning with vegetables and waited downstairs." Zhou Yinghuai pinched Jiang Tan's warm face when he just woke up, "Are you satisfied?" Princess Tantan. ”

He often called her that during the time of her birthday, several times last night alone.

Jiang Tan felt that this title was actually very spoiled, and she admitted that she was useful.

"I'm quite satisfied." Jiang Tan said so.

The people who came were not only Zheng Heng, but also Tang Xian, whom Jiang Tan had only met once.

The latter sat on the couch in the lounge, flipping through an obscure-looking book in French.

As for Zheng Heng, as always, he is wearing an exaggerated idol appearance of the dance troupe, and brushing a bunch of short videos without nutrition.

Jiang Tan admired Tang Xian very much for being able to read calmly under such a noise attack.

She walked in, Zheng Heng greeted her with a fluttering eyebrow, and said, "Jiang Tan, look here!" I'm not handsome! ”

"It's so handsome that I'm going to get rheumatism."

Jiang Tan is neither salty nor light, and finally said the complaint he wanted to say last time.

Zheng Heng smiled, didn't mind, and smiled out of a shiny white tooth, "Today is really a blessing for our little epiphany!" In my lifetime, I was able to eat Zhou Yinghuai's cooking! ”

Tang Xian smiled, closed the book, bowed his head politely towards Jiang Tan, and said, "Thank you, Miss Jiang." ”

Jiang Tan hurriedly said you're welcome.

She was used to arguing with Zheng Heng, but Tang Xian was so gentle and elegant, she couldn't resist it.

"Jiang Tan, you tell me, how did you do it, let Zhou Yinghuai's difficult handwashing make soup!" Zheng Heng squeezed his eyebrows at Jiang Tan, gossiping.

Curiosity is really curious, how can you not be curious, that is Young Master Zhou.

Jiang Tan didn't know how he did it, he thought about it for a while, pursed his lips and smiled, a little pampered and arrogant.

She said: "Oh, because Zhou Yinghuai is reluctant to disappoint me." ”

She doesn't seem to be joking, there are some unknowing, pampered arrogance.

Zheng Heng sighed silently in his heart, for a while, he didn't know if Jiang Tan was finished, or Zhou Yinghuai was about to finish.

The relationship between the two has been off track for too long.

Zhou Yinghuai said that it was cooking, but in fact, in the end, he made a pot of soup, and the rest of the dishes were made by the chefs in the hot spring villa.

It's already time for dinner, in the restaurant, Zheng Heng and Tang Xian sat down, and moved their chopsticks directly.

And Jiang Tan was absent-minded, looking at Zhou Yinghuai's back outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

He didn't know who he was talking to, his eyebrows lowered, and his expression was bleak.

It was a gesture of listening, and for a moment, he replied a few words lightly, slightly tilted his eyes, and looked in the direction of Jiang Tan.

Jiang Tan seemed to have done something wrong, and suddenly lowered his head with a little weakness.

Zheng Heng saw that she was not attached to her thoughts, and said kindly: "It is estimated that there is something wrong with the group, you don't have to worry about him, we can just eat it ourselves." ”

Jiang Tan whispered 'um', picked up the chopsticks for a long time, and still didn't fall.

She was uncontrollable, and looked in the direction of Zhou Yinghuai again.

The snow was white, and he stood in it, his temperament was pure and cold, so noble that people even touched the corners of his clothes and felt blasphemous.

Jiang Tan wanted to step forward and ask him if he was cold and could come in and fight.

If it is inconvenient for you to be present, you can avoid it.

But Zhou Yinghuai put down his phone and walked in.

He has the aroma of cedar and cold sandalwood, high and elegant.

He walked up to him, touched his face, and his voice was shallow, just stating: "Tantan, I have something to go first, you finish eating and let Zheng Heng take you back to Ningcheng." ”