Warmth closed his mouth immediately and pulled the quilt away before realizing that he was wearing nothing and shrank into a ball.
"Tang Yichen, I have no clothes."
Tang Yichen froze in place, picked up the phone for a long while, keeping his eyes warm.
"Nine Dragons, bring up a set of clothes, from inside to outside." Tang Yichen's thin lips lightly opened. Don't know what Nine Dragon said, Tang Yichen's expression changed and he walked to the warm side.
Sitting next to Warm, he asked blankly, "How big is the underwear?"
Warmth almost died of shame, did anyone ask a girl such a question
Seeing Warmth not speaking, Tang Yichen frowned, and said angrily: "How much?"
Warm bit his lip, and said softly, "36B."
After that, Warmth dared not look at Tang Yichen's elegant gaze again.
After reporting the numbers to Kowloon, Tang Yichen put the phone aside, watching the warmth seriously, his eyes fell on those eyes.
"Have we met before?"
Looking at Tang Yichen strangely, he shook his head blankly.
In her memory, she had never met Tang Yichen, otherwise with Tang Yichen's face, how could she have forgotten.
Haven't seen it
His memory can't be wrong, if he hasn't read it, he won't have this impression in his memory.
Tang Yichen raised his hand, stroked the broken hair of the warm temples behind his ears, and leaned in lightly.
Warm and subconsciously stepped back, causing Tang Yichen to be upset, and Tang Yichen squeezed the back of her head.
"You don't have the right to refuse when I want to talk about you." He is just waiting for her to adapt, and other things can take his time.
Warm and froze his body, slowly lowering his hand.
She is indeed not qualified. She is Tang Yichen's girlfriend, but she is actually a mistress.
She also counted on how good Tang Yichen treated her...
To Warmth’s surprise, Tang Yichen’s movements were very gentle, holding her face like a rare treasure.
Tang Yichen said that he doesn't hate her, just doesn't he hate her
Could it be that Tang Yichen is...gay
Warmly stared at Tang Yichen carefully, and muttered silently in his heart, "It doesn't look like it, it's upright..."
Noting that the warmth had been staring at him, Tang Yichen let go of the warmth, wiped off the residue on her lips, and said in a low voice, "What are you staring at me?"
He shook his head warmly, an awkward smile rose on his face, "Nothing."
Just as Tang Yichen was about to say something, the phone rang suddenly, and Tang Yichen got up.
In less than a minute, he brought a bag and opened his eyes warmly.
This brand of clothes... She thought she would not be able to wear it for the rest of her life.
Tang Yichen put the bag on the bed and said faintly: "Come out after the change."
Looking at those bags, Warmth suddenly felt that she had become the kind of woman she hated.
She used to hate two kinds of people the most, one is the little third child who breaks the family relationship, and the other is a woman like her who is taken up/raised by others.
Warmth suddenly wanted to cry. She fell into this virtue. If mom and dad were alive, she would definitely be pissed off by her.
But she couldn't help but warmly put on the clothes one by one, and gently opened the door.
Tang Yichen sat in an office chair, focusing on business affairs, without noticing her coming out.
Warm holding the bag, slowly moved to Tang Yichen, "Mr. Tang, I will go back first."
"Wait." Tang Yichen looked up at her coldly, put down the pen in his hand, and put on the suit hanging on the chair.
Watching Tang Yichen's movements warmly, is he going to send himself back