Heart attack

Chapter 443
She opened her eyes, still a little unbelievable, she was able to maintain this posture yesterday, the key is that the feast was not closed all night.

Tang Hong also raised her hand, her sore fingers made her groan, which attracted the attention of the feast.

He turned his head, his hair rolled down, and only then did he see the earphones hidden under his hair.

Tang Hong also subconsciously closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. The mobile phone was covered by the pillow, quietly and unresponsive.

"Are you awake?" With the restlessness of the electric current, the voice gradually came over.

Tang Hong didn't speak either.

Feast: "Stop pretending, I know you're awake, get up and eat."

Seeing that he couldn't put on a dress, he simply didn't put it on: "Why didn't you hang up the phone?"

Tang Hong also quickly jumped up from the bed and ran to wash up, the phone was kept upside down in the palm of his hand.

Sheng Yan looked at the floor all the way, a little funny: "Xiao Yi, I haven't seen what you look like."

"Can it be the same!"

It is said that the mobile phone is a magic mirror, usually with its own filter in the eyes, and wakes up white and white in the morning, but this is all the naked eye, and the feast is a bit short-sighted.

But the mobile phone does not have a filter, let alone myopia!

She still doesn't want to be found with a greasy face when she is in love.

After washing her face, she slowly straightened her hair and raised her phone, "Mr. Sheng, not everyone is like you, who has a face that is not afraid of the devil when he wakes up."

"You're not ugly."

Tang Hong also rolled his eyes, hung up the earphones, lifted the cover that blocked the camera, and then went to the dressing table with the mobile phone, "It's not ugly, but I have a grudge against the mobile phone."

"Really?" Yan Yan smiled, facing her smeared face, "We talked on the phone all night, even if it was oily, I checked it in the morning."

"I don't want to hear it." She snapped off her blush, "It's annoying to turn off the video."

"Wrong, you are hanging up after melting."

Tang Hong also nodded, but his hand speed slowed down unknowingly. The two of them didn't say anything, and they seemed to be facing each other across a screen.

Sheng Yan is often like this at home, either holding a book or reading a document, in short, the two of them often do not touch.

It's not that they stick together all the time, but it can always make people feel comfortable, and they won't be suspicious because of no contact, let alone feel that the feelings of no contact will fade.

This way, in a very slow time, gradually became a space for each other to adapt.

Love is always cheesy, sticky, intersectional, intimate, an unavoidable situation for every couple.

Either vigorously, or slowly flowing.

Apparently they are the latter.

Tang Hong also melted to the end, still a little bit reluctant, and gently stroked the outline of the feast on the screen.

Suddenly, I don't know if it was a sense, Sheng Yan just raised his head, facing her on the screen.

Her hands stopped, and stopped next to her face on the screen. Sheng Yan was stunned for a while, didn't speak, and waited perversely for her move.

However, Tang Hong also blushed, coughed lightly, pretended not to care and said, "This screen is a bit dirty."

The other end smiled lowly, causing Tang Hongyi's face to turn red, as if he had applied too much blush.

She glanced over with scolding eyes, and only then did the feast plan to stop, and the corner of her mouth curled up and said: "It's dirty, let's change it next time, but..."

The pause tugged at her heartstrings, drawing her full attention.

"If you want to touch me, please actually do it."

"……"ill!
Tang Hong also cursed shyly, hung up the phone in a hurry, got up and went downstairs, there were only two breakfasts downstairs, she bent down and glanced at the clock in the living room.

It's past the breakfast time, and there are signs saying "Do Not Disturb" on the door of other people's rooms.

Want to have another job, He Yiyao who lives next door to her.

As soon as she thought of this, He Yiyao dragged her tired body downstairs, obviously she just woke up and her head was still numb.

(End of this chapter)