Heart attack

Chapter 349 Master
Tang Hong was also holding the fruit plate, his expression seemed to be a little frightened, and he was very satisfied with the decoration, "Isn't it good?"

Facing the changes in the whole room, Sheng Yan was speechless for a moment, because he didn't know how to express such a mood. He had a sense of returning from the dolls he liked since childhood.

That doll was once his favorite thing, and then it became a memory that he didn't want to get back at all.

Sheng Yan: "Xiao Yi, can I give you a hug?"

Tang Hong also put down the fruit plate. This is no longer a question of whether he can, but that Sheng Yan seems a little lost at the moment, unable to express his sadness.

They hugged each other, Tang Hong also paid attention to his heartbeat, and listened carefully to his heartbeat. It was very gentle, even without any fluctuations, but every time the undulating sound came, it shocked her eardrums.

The cold wind outside the house could not blow away their fiery emotions.

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In the blink of an eye, it will be August, and the shivering Zhiya is still hibernating. The shadows under the scorching sun are no longer golden. It seems that there is a layer of twilight under the shady plane, and the dust on the concrete floor is everywhere.

It has been more than half a month since I lived here, and it only took half a month for the house to change from empty to crowded. Since Tang Hong also moved in, the house has inexplicably added a lot of things.

Sheng Yan has a lot of experience with this phenomenon. Apart from home, Tang Hong will occasionally extend her claws to the office. The office can't do as much as at home, so she will use small objects to increase the sense of scope.

It's like a pen holder for a pen, a little fox with a tilted head and a smile, or a few more porcelain dolls on his desktop, all of which are very small objects.

If you don't pay attention at first, it will be very difficult if you don't pay attention when the numbers add up.

Occasionally, when Xie Nan entered the room, he would doubt whether the office was a feast, because the rabbit pillow on the sofa was very strange.

But it was accidentally adapted to the room, and Tang Hong would sometimes catch up on sleep here, so the pillow became her exclusive product, and all the feasts were indulged.

See how scary the love brain is.

Xie Nan wondered if his own boss was running in the direction of the Sand Sculpture Tyrant.

Fortunately, the working status, the feast is normal for the time being.

"Mr. Sheng, I postponed all the itinerary for that day. If it is unavoidable, I will arrange it for the next few days. Do you need to ask for leave?"

Feasting the tip of the pen, dizzy out some ink: "Well, you arrange, and also discharge Xiaoyi's birthday."

"Okay, Mr. Sheng." Xie Nan registered, "The gifts accumulated before, do you need to pack them up and give them to Miss Tang?"

"Send it home."

"Ok."

On his birthday, Tang Hongyi didn't realize it. He went out to buy some food, and was afraid of Fu Liwan's eyeliner when he returned home, so he went around for a long time and wasted time.

She walked under the shade of a tree, the banquet was at the end of the community, the deepest place, and the front was Chen Qianning's house, and Mr. Wang's house was hung on the plaque.

Just passing by Mr. Wang's side, Tang Hong was caught off guard by someone around the corner, and Tang Hong also groaned in pain.

When she raised her forehead, she found that it was a woman, she looked very young, her face was delicate, and she was well cared for.

She picked up the things that had spilled on the floor with apologetic expression, and some blood stained between her thumbs, and she noticed it in a daze.

The woman sighed, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention when I walked. I'm getting old recently, and I'm a little stupid. You didn't notice that my hand was bleeding."

"It's ok."

Tang Hong also looked at her. The woman must not have had a good rest. There were dark circles under her eyes, as if she was tired.

"I have a Band-Aid, it's better to deal with the wound."

The band-aid was taken out of her pocket and handed to her. After a long time of hesitation, the woman took it and said, "Thank you little girl, I am the hostess of this house, how about you?"

(End of this chapter)