Heart attack

Chapter 267
It was almost twelve o'clock when she got home, and she was attracted by the things at the door before she entered the house.

Before she had time to look carefully, she already knew what it was.

Several boxes lined up together would block the entire corridor.

When thinking of filling in the address, Sheng Peiqing felt troublesome, so he packed all the things and sent them to her.

The logo is printed on the outside of the entire box, and the entire page shows a dignified look.

After she reacted for a while, the mobile phone in her pocket vibrated. Tang Hongyi took it out while thinking about how to move these boxes in.

The box wasn't too big, but she didn't want to put down what was in her hand.

Phone caller ID: Sheng Peiqing.

She was thinking about it while answering the phone.

The person on the other side of the conversation has already started to get excited, "Teacher Tang, I've been thinking a lot, I decided to go back to the capital, and now I've got off the plane, you wait for me, I'm going back to find you, my brother is really mad at me , What did you say that you don’t want me to come, and the result..."

There was too much nonsense, and she responded with huh, huh, huh, while pushing the door of the room open.

Push the box to the door. There is a small step at the door. Although the clothes seem to be as light as a feather, there are a lot of things inside, and they rattle when they are moved.

She also felt that if it was all foam newspaper, she would be angry and have someone report it for excessive packaging.

"Just say you are angry, how can you be like this, there is no reason at all, for his birthday, I did my best, Mr. Tang, please criticize, is it true that he is too much?"

"That's right, it's too much, who is it?" She responded casually, slowly exerting force on her hands.

After a lot of effort, the things were moved into the house, and the boxes fell on the aisle, occupying all her space. She opened the screen and threw the phone on the bed.

He straddled his legs, stepped over the box, and said, "Then where are you now? Tidu's clothes also arrived last time, and they are all with me. You can take them back tonight, I can't put them down."

"The clothes arrived so soon?" Her excitement could be heard from the phone, "I'm already in the car, and I'm sure I'll arrive within 10 minutes. Teacher Tang, hurry up and try it out. If the clothes don't fit, you have to go back and change them again. "

"According to my body measurement, it should not be inappropriate."

"That's not necessarily true. Teacher Tang is too thin. Go try it on first. The clothes are good after you try them on." She said, "Well, you wear them first, and I will measure them carefully with my soft ruler when you go back. If the size is wrong, I'll go back together, saving you the trouble of going back and forth two or three times."

"Okay." Tang Hong also didn't understand the operation of brand-name clothes. Since Sheng Peiqing knew, she must be right.

"Okay, I'll be there soon. Teacher Tang, would you like some supper? I ordered a bottle of wine for my brother from home. His wine cellar is full of treasures. Let's use it with snail noodles."

"..." No wonder your brother won't let you go back.

He is actually a prodigal son, so precious and famous wine is enough to go with snail noodles.

She chuckled softly, "Forget about the wine, I have it, you bring snail noodles."

"Teacher Tang went out today? What kind of wine can give you eyes? Could it be the same style as President Ba, Lafite from [-]?"

"……no."

Tang Hong also said, her eyes slanted to the table, the wine she put aside carefully just now, the wine jar was pink and tender on the outside.

Being illuminated by the light, it emits some astigmatism, and the halo is mottled, dizzying the shining neon lights outside the window.

She listened to the sound of parking downstairs, "fruit wine."

"Okay, then wait for me, I love you."

The phone was hung up by Sheng Peiqing, and Tang Hong also sat at the small table with a fluffy white carpet under it, which made the bottle of wine even more pink.

She still remembered that the owner of the hot pot restaurant said that the peach liqueur must be paired with a pink and tender bottle of course. It is small and cute, and a bit old-fashioned.

(End of this chapter)