Heart attack

Chapter 558
"Don't make me one year younger." Xie Tianyu set off the fireworks, "Let me tell you, one year younger is also younger, and one year older is also older, as long as there is a one-year difference, I will always be your brother, do you understand? "

"Show off." Tang Hong also said something, but did not refute.

When the line of sight was attracted by the feast again, the opposite feast lowered his eyes slightly, and stared at it leisurely.

Completely like an emotionless robot, even with a slight coldness in her eyes, she shivered in fright, "Mr. Sheng?"

He called out tentatively, and he answered with a muffled grunt, then stood up and made a little effort to make his voice deeper.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Sheng? Long time no see, spending the New Year alone?" Xie Tianyu intervened.

In order to squeeze into the camera, he could only get closer to Tang Hongyi, and then waved to the feast on the other side of the camera, "I haven't seen you for a year, why did you pull?"

Sheng Yan's fingers froze and stopped walking: "It's been a year since I saw you, Mr. Xie still hasn't changed, and his status has remained good."

Xie Tianyu: "..." Picking his heart out.

Tang Hongyi kicked them all away with each hand: "Go away, my phone, my time, and the fireworks are almost all set off. Go home, and I'll call you when I get back."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Tianyu was still not convinced: "Is he mocking me?"

"Who asked you to provoke him."

He said unconvinced: "Who said that as an elder brother, I can't meet my future brother-in-law, and besides, I can't even pass this test. Do you think he can pass the uncle and aunt's test?"

"Speaking of which, did you say something to my mother?" Tang Hongyi felt dizzy when he thought of Song Qingke's misunderstanding, and he had a bad impression if he hadn't seen it before, and it was difficult to pass the feast.

Xie Tianyu raised his hands high; "I swear, I just expressed it exactly according to my thinking."

In the original few words, he can bite the accent, and still feel a little disgusted: "Don't you keep quiet about his attitude towards me just now, what I told my aunt is completely fine, you just have too much filter on him, be careful to be deceived. "

"If you don't provoke him, he doesn't usually act like this. Why are you guys at war with each other? Why don't you talk about a feast of trust in the car?"

"In terms of work, I admit that Feast is incomparably excellent, but in terms of life, I suspect that he is like a brick of ice, freezing wherever he goes."

"..." Tang Hong was also helpless.

The strange thing is that she thought the same about Sheng Yan at first, but when they met, they always had the same expressions on Sheng Yan's face.

Later, after getting along, I gradually realized that although the feast is cold, what I want to say and what I want to do are all in the details, and I will do it for you in obscurity, and you will never need to worry when you think about it.

When she realizes the change in her mood, she suddenly realizes that the feast will snicker, and occasionally she will blush when her failure is seen through.

As long as I care about you, I will favor you.

Only when you have a deep understanding of Sheng Yan, you will feel how outstanding he is. It has nothing to do with career, but only with character.

Tang Hong couldn't help but be thankful that when he was sad, there was a feast that favored him.

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After cleaning up in the evening, Tang Hong also called Shengyan. Suddenly he was a little hungry. He got up and went to the kitchen, cooked and ate the leftover dumplings. A few round dumplings rolled in the water.

When the dumplings were almost torn, she immediately scooped them up. As soon as the fire was turned off, Song Qingke came smelling the aroma.

"What about stealing food?"

Tang Hong also divided the dumplings into two: "I left one for you, there are not many left for the evening."

"Come."

Song Qingke was standing by the side waiting for the dumplings. Tang Hongyi was inconvenient to operate with his mobile phone, so he broke a little skin, and the dumpling that fell on the bottom showed some black juice by coincidence.

(End of this chapter)