Here comes your man!

"But I just like you. I don't like those girls..." Hearing this kind of disguised refusal, Yan Rui's mouth was flat and he wanted to cry again.

Tang Xin looks at him wrinkling small face, a pair of despair appearance, heartache is not good.

Afraid that the little guy would cry out, he quickly changed the topic, "Reese, did dad tell you that he brought him home for dinner today?"

"Yes, there are!" As soon as the little guy heard this, he was going to eat at Tang Xin's house. His decadence was swept away and he jumped up happily. "By the way, Tang Tang, what style of clothes do you like? Was that style OK when you came to my house last time? "

Said the little fellow, and went into the pile of clothes.

The next second, thinking of something, he stopped dejectedly and sighed, "I was going to wear the same suit before, but my father said that it would be frozen into popsicles if it was cooled down recently Tang Tang, what to do? I don't know what to wear now... "

Yan Ruisi wrung his small wave eyebrows, and he was very distressed.

In Tang's mind, the little guy's last upstart look: floral shirt, red sweater, red and green warm pants The temple suddenly jumped several times, unable to describe his mood at the moment.

Fortunately, Yan beast did not continue to pit his son. He dressed his lovely son as a native of the village

Can not say what mood to sigh, Tang Xin tried to suppress his dislike of that dress, keep smiling, "your father said right, the weather is cold, wear such clothes, will be ill."

"But if I don't wear that suit, I won't have the clothes you like!"

I don't like that upstart style.

Tang Xin replied in his heart, but did not show on the surface, "director Rui is so cute, no matter how I wear it, I think it's very good-looking and I like it very much."

"Really?" Yan Ruisi heard that in Tang Xin's heart, he was beyond the existence of dressing up and handsome 360 without dead corners. He was happy to bloom and rolled around on the bed with a pillow. "Then I'll go and see what Dad is wearing. Let's wear parent-child clothes with dad."

After that, he jumped out of bed and went straight to his father's bedroom.

Tang Xin did not even have time to respond, the scene has appeared in the scene of Yan beast.

He straightened his sleeves in front of the fitting mirror, holding the cufflinks with his slender fingers, and the three-dimensional outline became more and more immediately under the description of the lighting in the dressing room. The white shirt perfectly set off his cold and ascetic atmosphere. His shoulders were broad, his waist was tight, and his legs under black trousers were straight and slender. It was an unspeakable Temptation

As soon as Tang Xin's cheek became hot, he suddenly remembered what happened in the stairwell of the old apartment last night, even his ears were red.

"Dad, Dad, can I wear parent-child clothes with you?"

Yan Ruisi's tender voice pulled Tang Xin's thoughts back.

Tang moved his lips and wanted to say, "talk to your father and son, and I'll pick up Yiyi." before the words came to his mouth, Yan beast said, "don't hang up first." the people in the camera disappeared and became the ceiling.

Tang Xinzheng is there. He doesn't know what happened there or what Yan beast is going to do. He only hears the sound of rustling on the microphone, and then the sound of footsteps leaving and returning.

When he came back to God, Yan beast had reappeared in the camera.

Looking at the handsome and extraordinary man in the camera, Tang Xin's burning and hot cheek is getting hotter and hotter. He doesn't know what to say for a while.

After struggling for a long time, he finally recovered his voice. He was dry and trembling uncontrollably. "What about Ruisi..."

"I went back to my room and changed my clothes." Yan beast replied, staring straight at him, almost overflowing.

Tang Xin was seen by him all over the wrong, heart thumping, for a time a little did not know where to put his eyes, throat dry even more, faltering, "such a cold day Why are you still wearing a shirt? They will get sick -- "

in other words, half of the time I stopped, the little guy once asked him what kind of man he liked to look like. In retrospect, it seems that from then on, Yan beast would wear a white shirt whenever he appeared in front of him, no matter how cold the weather was

Tang Xin always thought that Yan beast had a special preference for white shirts.

Now it seems that he should be In order to meet their own preferences, deliberately wear this

This cognition is like a fierce thunder, which cuts into Tang Xin's mind.

She stares at the man on the screen, completely unable to respond.

At this moment, her heart seemed to stop.

I don't know how long it took to recover. I want to say something. I have too many ideas in my mind. I don't know where to start.

Finally, Yan beast opened the mouth first, "Yi Yi took it back?"

"Ah Not yet I'm just about to go out and pick it up He replied, stammering.

Yan beast gently um a, "want to send someone to pick up?"

"No more." Tang Xin shakes his head. "It's not good to be seen. The car in Fei language stops downstairs. I can drive there myself.""Well, be careful on your way." Yan beast's voice was low, like feathers, and like his hands that swam on his body last night. Every word provoked Tang Xin's nerves.

Tang Xin's skin was covered with small particles, and his heart beat was "thumping..." It's a couple of frequencies faster than just now.

She can't stand Yan beast staring at her with such concentration, which will make her have the illusion that she is forced against the wall by this man. Her whole body is boiling hot

No way.

The atmosphere is really too ambiguous, too breathless.

If it goes on like this, she'll explode.

Secretly, Tang Xin calmed her mind and chatted a few words, then hung up on the excuse of going out to meet someone.

At the moment when Yan beast disappeared from the mobile phone screen, she fell into the sofa as if she had been drained of all her strength, and covered "thump, thump..." Crazy heart, for a long time can not calm.

I don't know how long it has been, "kowtow, kowtow..." There was a sudden knock on the door.

Tang heart a stagnation, subconsciously looked at the time, less than 10 minutes before hanging up the video call

Yan's father and son are coming so soon?

She rushed to open the door.

Not Yan's father and son, but a strange girl, dressed in the uniform of flower shop staff, holding a large bunch of champagne roses in her arms.

Tang Xin doubts, just want to ask her if she is knocking on the wrong door, but the other party handed over the paper and pen first.

"Miss Tang, this is your flower. Please sign for it."

"Ah? Oh, yes The sudden flowers made Tang Xin completely confused. She mechanically took the pen and paper, signed her name, and then from the girl's hand, she held that big bunch of roses, which almost blocked her whole person. She couldn't recover for a long time.

After confirming the receipt, the girl turned and left

her movements were very fast. When Tang Xin came back to her senses, the corridor would have been empty and the girl's figure could not be seen.

Tang Xin stood at the door, looked at the direction of the girl's departure, and then looked at the rose in her hand. She didn't have to know who sent it, and her cheek was red again.

As soon as the door was closed and before he could see the card, Yan beast sent a wechat --

[did you receive the flower? 】

he did.

Fingertips gently stroked the budding rose, still stained with drops of water. Tang Xin's long eyelashes fluttered and drooped, and his cheek burned more and more.

She went back to the living room and carefully placed the flowers before replying -

[yes, thank you. 】

almost two seconds later, the news of Yan beast came --

[do you like it? 】

looking at these simple words, Tang Xin knows that Yan beast is not there. However, she has the illusion that Yan beast is in her apartment, clinging to her ears, and constantly spraying hot breath on her body.

The feeling of crispy and numb was like an electric shock, which made Tang's heart blush and embarrassed. He almost burned up, and he didn't know what to do.

When I went to the kitchen and poured a cup of cold water, I felt better. I started to send a message --

[well, the flowers are beautiful, I like them very much. 】Which do you prefer, flower or me? 】

……

I didn't expect that Yan beast would ask such a question. Tang Xin's face was so hot that it was hard to get rid of, and then "bang -" burned.

She thought of Yan beast's strength last night. She was inexplicably annoyed. She glared at the rose and pulled out a branch. As a strict beast, she tore off petals one by one

Afraid to continue, Yan beast will say more words, Tang Xin did not reply, casually cleaned up, then red face rushed out.

**********Tang Yuan's works: Yan beast vs Tang Xin.

For fear of safety problems in bad condition, Tang Xin did not set out immediately. He sat in the car for about half an hour, and then started the engine after his mood had completely calmed down.

Hum.

The cell phone vibrates at this time.

Think it's the molestation news sent by Yan beast, Tang Xin doesn't receive it, and directly steps on the accelerator.

Although the matter of Dihao group is almost solved, Tang Xin is still afraid that some good news reporters will follow.

On the way to the fire group, Tang Xin didn't take the main road and chose the path with few people.

Forty minutes later, the car arrived at the destination -

fire group.

Fearing that the original Filipino language would be involved in the broken affairs of imperial power group, Tang Xin didn't intend to stay any longer, so he was ready to take Yiyi and leave.