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Chapter 119: [119] Duan Tang Yo!

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119 Duan Tang Yo!

With 3,000 RMB, Chu Huan carefully selected the fabrics he needed in the fabric market. Nowadays, the price of goods is soaring, and the price of fabrics is also rising. After bargaining for a long time, it is worth buying all the fabrics with this little money.

The cloth was tied into a bundle, Chu Huan held it in both hands, his arms were sore. Buying fabrics is actually a personal effort. When she walked to the parking lot, Chu Huan was tying her fabrics to the back seat of the bicycle. The phone rang and the caller ID was Duan Tang.

Chu Huan still had a cold with Duan Tang, but since he didn't directly tell Xiao Moye that she liked Du Hai last time at the police station, Chu Huan was still grateful.

At least, even though they threatened her, they didn't stabbed Xiao Moye at all, didn't it

After pressing the answer button, Chu Huan heard Duan Tang's voice, "Where is it?"

"Fabric market, what is your business?" In other words, if there is something important, just say quickly, if there is nothing important, just hang up the phone.

"Which door of the fabric market?"

There are two entrances to the fabric market, just across two streets.

"North Gate," she said.

"I'll come here now and wait for me." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Chu Huan glared at the mobile phone in his hand, lamenting that he had picked it up. At this moment, neither is waiting, nor is not waiting.

After struggling for a long time, I could only drag her bicycle and ran to the cold drink shop by the north gate to buy a cup of bubble milk tea, and then huddled in the shade of the tree and waited for the arrival of Young Master Duan.

When there was one third of the pearl milk tea left, Chu Huan's shoes finally saw Duan Tang's Audi with a colorful car.

So the turtle shrank again, thinking that if he couldn't find her, she would always wait for him anyway.

It's a pity that the sky is not what people want, Duan Tang's car drove all the way to the shade of the trees where she was sheltered from the sun, and then stopped. The long body stepped out of the car and rushed to her in two or three steps.

"It's quite enjoyable." Duan Tang smiled with a peach-like face. Feng's eyes glanced at the pearl milk tea in Chu Huan's hand, and suddenly leaned forward and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay." A cup of pearl milk tea for 3 yuan has basically the same flavor, with less milk and more sugar in it, but Chu Huan is not too picky about drinking, anyway, this thing is just to relieve the heat.

But he didn't expect the voice to fall, Duan Tang lowered his head, and put his lips on the straw of the milk tea. He inhaled and drank the remaining milk tea in her cup.

She was a little dumbfounded. Please, this is what she has drunk, and there are still teeth marks on the straw that she just bite!

He drank the rest of the milk tea smoothly, and by the way, he inhaled two pearls and chewed it, "It's a bit sweeter." Yes, I still commented!

Chu Huan was full of sadness, "You're going to be thirsty, I'll buy you another cup." It's only three yuan, and she doesn't mind asking him.

"I'm not thirsty, I just watched you drinking, I suddenly wanted to drink." Duan Tang said, straightened up, glanced at Chu Huan's bicycle parked beside him, "Why did you come here to buy fabric?"

"I need to use my graduation project," she replied.

"By the way, in your fashion design department, how many sets of clothes you designed for your graduation design?"

"It's almost like that."

"The clothes you designed are the ** series?" A strange light flashed in the phoenix eyes.

"How did you know?" She was surprised.

"In the past, when you helped you pick up the design drawings you dropped on the ground, you saw the words'**series' written on your drawings." Duan Tang said, "Does your design get inspiration from anyone?" Asking casually, it seems that it is really just asking casually.

Chu Huan didn't want to answer at first, but she thought about it, but she said, "Yes, it's the design inspiration that I suddenly got when I looked at Xiao Moye."

His complexion changed subtly, and a cynical smile was on the corner of his lips, "What, do you want to fuck Xiao Moye?"

"No, he fucked me." Chu Huan, a small citizen, rarely said such bold words. Of course, part of this is also true, and the other part is that she hopes that he will retreat and stop pestering her in the future. .

But at what level is Duan Tang, can he really retreat in a word

Duan Tang's thoughts will not be on his face, his tone is still the same as before, but the eyebrows are raised, "Then can I get you?"

Chu Huan's face turned red, and the milk tea cup with only a few pearls left in her hand was squeezed tighter. Regarding Duan Tang's question, she simply went silent.

Fortunately, Duan Tang didn't mean to ask, instead, he walked to Chu Huan's bicycle and lifted both hands to easily put her old bicycle and the cloth tied behind the seat.

"What are you doing?" she cried.

"Send you back first." He said. After he moved the bike to his car, he opened the rear cover, and the old car was stuffed into the sackful Audi. There was a stark contrast between simplicity and luxury.

Chu Huan felt that if he was taking a photo of the rear hood of this Audi car, maybe he would go to select a photography contest, and there would be a creative award or a concept award.

"I can ride back by myself," she said.

"Then you want me to drive, you ride, and then we communicate along the way?" He asked rhetorically.

She was choked and couldn't answer. Since her own vehicle had been squeezed into other people's car, she had to get in the car.

He was quite a gentleman, he had already opened the car door first and looked at her with a smile.

As soon as I get in the car, the air conditioner in the car is cool! Chu Huan sighed that being rich is indeed a pleasure. This is definitely not the same level as her riding a master bike back and forth on a hot day.

Buckled the seat belt and watched Duan Tang start the car, Chu Huan asked Duan Tang to send her back to school directly for a while.

"There are still classes in the afternoon?" he asked.

"No class, go to the tailor's room to make clothes." The school has several special sewing rooms for design students to make clothes. "By the way, what are you coming to do with me?" She asked again, shouldn't he just rush over here and send her back specially.

"It's nothing, I just want to see you." It seems that if I haven't seen you for a few days, I will panic inexplicably. It seems that the more I see her, the more I want to see her.

She is like a drug. Once she gets it, she will sink deeper and deeper, making people unable to extricate themselves...