Missing you for the rest of my life

Chapter 993 I am deeply in love with you in a single thought 33
"Are you walking in today's show?" Zhu Fang pretended to be surprised, and Zhao Ping came over at this time, "Sister Ping, you're back."

Zhao Ping nodded, looked at Tang Tong and said, "Tang Tong, go back and rest if you feel uncomfortable, here Feifei will take over." After speaking, she asked the makeup artist who followed to apply makeup to Lu Feifei, and she went to negotiate with the organizer herself.

Seeing this, Tang Tong curled his lips secretly, turned to Amei Zhufang and said, "In this case, let's go back."

Leaning at Tang Tong's back, Lu Feifei cursed secretly.

Walking to the parking lot, A Mei, who was carrying a makeup case, asked Tang Tong, "Sister Tong, are you planning to accept Alice's advertisement?"

"Pick it up." Tang Tong stood beside the car, "Actually, I didn't want to embarrass Lu Feifei too much, I just wanted to let her know that even if something that wasn't hers is taken as her own, it will be returned one day." He opened the car door and turned to look at the two of them, "Which of you can drive?"

"I will." Zhu Fang said, only then did she realize that her expression was a bit wrong, "Is it very uncomfortable?"

Tang Tong nodded and handed her the car keys, "Please, I'll just take a rest in the car."

After Zhu Fang helped her into the car, she turned around and sat in the driver's seat, and drove the car out of the parking lot.

Back downstairs in Shengshi, Zhu Fang and Ami went to the company, Tang Tong relieved the discomfort in his lower abdomen, and drove back to Dijing City to rest.

When I got home and entered the living room, I saw that Su Jingxuan was at home and was still tidying up the living room. Su Jingxuan was very surprised to see her come back. She said that today's schedule might be full and she might not come back until evening.

"What you are holding is a duckling?" Tang Tong walked to the sofa and sat down, saw a doll beside him, picked it up to look at it, then looked up at the doll and asked him, "Where did this come from?"

Su Jingxuan reached out and took it away from her, "Children's things." He sat down beside her, "Why are you back?"

"My stomach is a little uncomfortable." She nestled into his arms like a wronged child, and she nestled in this nest and didn't want to move.

He put one arm around her slender waist, put the duckling and doll in his hand aside, lowered his head and asked her, "Is it uncomfortable?"

She shook her head, "It's just dull pain, maybe it's because I'm not used to it, I was too busy before, but now I feel uncomfortable when I'm busy."

"Lie down here, I'll make brown sugar ginger water for you." He said as he helped her lie down on the sofa.

Hearing this, Tang Tong felt unbelievable, and had a new understanding of him, that he actually cooks these things.

Su Jingxuan was tinkering in the kitchen. He remembered what his mother said when he saw Weiwei cooking brown sugar and ginger water, so he cooked it according to his memory.

Thinking of Weiwei, Su Jingxuan's mood sank for no reason. Although more than a year has passed, every time he thinks of Weiwei, his heart is always uncomfortable. If he did not hesitate to take Weiwei away behind everyone's back, it would be like It was the same when she was unconscious, Weiwei might still be alive, and he could see her happiness and splendor alone.

But as she often said, there are no ifs in this world, only results and consequences.

Pour the brown sugar water into a bowl, soak it in cold water, and bring it out of the living room. Tang Tong is playing with the doll, and with the other hand, he pinches the croaking duckling playfully from time to time.

"Okay, drink the brown sugar water and sleep well." He sat on the sofa, helped her up and let her lean into his arms, and passed the bowl to her lips, "It's not hot anymore."

Tang Tong let go of the doll and the duckling, held the bowl with both hands and drank all the brown sugar water, it was sweet and spicy.

"Have you ever taken care of a woman?" How else would you do this? "Could it be that he cooked for his ex-girlfriend?" That was too secretive, no one knew that he had talked about feelings.

(End of this chapter)