Tong en took a deep breath. "Don't you have empathy? What if one day your family will leave you? "
The man's thick eyebrow can't contain ground wrung down, "won't have such a day."
Tong en thought about the plot of the film, "there are some things that we have to do."
Wan Jingting's voice was smiling: "drink less, leave some space to eat."
She felt choked when she licked the sugar, so she quickly asked for a glass of boiled water.
“……”
Mouth is the taste of the sugar, kissing, and later do not know how, the sugar to her mouth, the man licked thin lips, a perfect smile.
In the clean glass window, there is a picture of a man kissing a woman, with a strong palm on her waist, and the sound of others eating and talking. Maybe someone noticed them. She also heard a lot of words like "handsome". Xiumei twisted slightly, and she didn't like to be surrounded. But when she thought that person was him, she felt sweet in her heart, and her eyebrows gradually relaxed open.
Tong en turned to look over there, and saw that the boss and the landlady cooperated very well. Holding her cheek to say something, her left face was suddenly buttoned up, and the man's thin lip was stuck down before she reacted.
After a pause, the young couple showed their love, so they stopped disturbing and walked back with a smile.
The man frowned and his Adam's apple slipped. When he was ready to swallow it, Tong en reached for his throat and said, "don't swallow it."
Tong en quickly disassembled a candy and put it into his mouth, grinning cunningly.
The man congealed her one eye, in the eye is the star spot, joyful way: "I married her is the blessing."
“…… Right Tong en gave a few dry smiles.
"She's so handsome. She's so lucky."
Then he glanced at the man who didn't smile. He was handsome and proud. His dress showed the temperament of a rich family, which can't be ignored anywhere.
The landlady who was recording finished writing in a hurry, took the initiative to find a rag and took them to the store. She enthusiastically said, "you two, just sit down for a while. The beef noodles will be ready for a while. Our store is an old one. Everything is fresh. I won't boast about the number of repeat customers here. You'll know when you eat later! "
Tong en turned around and pinched his hand. "I've eaten this shop before. It's delicious."
The boss, who was frying beef, turned his head and glared at him. "It's not clean. Let's eat it in another house!"
Tong en led him into a small restaurant. He didn't seem to have been to such a place before. He looked like he was testing and observing. After ordering two bowls of beef noodles, Tong en asked directly, "is this place sanitary?"
Tong en Ning with him, smile hidden deep love and warmth, as long as with the loved one together, no matter what will feel very wonderful, she can feel, she is deeply loved by him.
Since the last time the whole city fireworks proposed to her, this was his second romance. Although it didn't shock her as much as last time, he was very distracted and warm.
The man's thin lips overflowed with a deep smile. He touched her little face with his finger and said in a low voice, "do you really like the idea of sending flowers to a beautiful lady?"
Tong en shakes his head discontentedly and says with a shriveled mouth: "the flowers sent to his wife by Mr. Tang Wanzong and the roses picked from his garden will really save money."
"Do you like the flowers I sent you?" If he had a finger, his eyes were bright, and his slender hand lifted a wisp of long hair in front of her forehead and slowly hooked it behind his ears.
Tong en smiles and bends his eyes to avoid the traffic jam
Sword eyebrow star's face had a little smile, stretched out a hand to pinch her small nose, "you are late."
Tong en looked at his handsome face and suddenly put his hand around his waist. "Are you so free today to ask me out to see a movie?"
He was obviously not willing to listen to these words, but still responded to her: "I don't know, I don't want to have that day."
Then he touched her abdomen.
Tong en was almost amused by him, pretending to be angry, "don't touch me."
The man shrugged his shoulders, gentle and harmless. The next second, he said to the girl who kept pressing the shutter with his mobile phone: "don't take pictures, thank you."