I saw Tang You'an standing in the center of the hall with his back to him, with ink-splashed hair rolling down behind him, holding it lightly with one hand, resting on his thin and straight back, with a long body, and his entire body was vaguely visible. A bit of mood came out.
At that moment, Song Xici stopped and forgot to speak.
After hearing the sound of the door opening, Tang Youan slowly turned to his side, looked at Song Xici who was standing at the door, and smiled at her.
Song Xici was stunned.
Is this an illusion? It can be said that, apart from that face, Tang Youan's temperament from the inside out, every gesture and every move, has become completely different from before.
"Hello girl." Tang Youan finished speaking, lowered his eyes slightly, then put his hands in front of him, bent down, and gave her a respectful bow.
"Be bold, may I ask the girl's name?" Tang Youan still had a spring-like smile on his face.
Hearing this, Song Xici was stunned again, and held the door, where is the trouble? !
"Song, Song Xici, the stream of the stream, the farewell speech," Song Xici continued to look at her with strange eyes, "It's strange, how can you still not know my name?"
"Huh?" Tang Youan looked at her puzzled, do they know each other
"Well, I don't want to play with you anymore, I just want to say that we are leaving..." Song Xici patted his head, ready to go straight to the topic.
"The stream is gurgling without saying goodbye; the spring breeze brings dreams from thousands of miles. Good name." Tang Youan raised his hand and clapped.
Song Xici was stunned again. It's good, and it's quite talented...
No, come on!
Is this really the words spit out from Tang You'an's dog's mouth? Also, this person has suddenly become chubby, what is he doing? ! Can't be fooled by her!
Song Xici let out a white breath, closed the door, and looked at her.
"What kind of madness are you making now?" Song Xi asked.
"Crazy? I'm not crazy." Tang Youan shook his head.
"It must be that I'm sick. Could it be that this broken mermaid made me have a high fever, I'll stop it, no..." Song Xici raised his hand and stroked his forehead.
"Anyway, let me tell you, I'm really not finished with you this time..." After that, Song Xici muttered to herself as she changed her high heels, took out a pair of slippers, put them on, and closed the shoe cabinet with a snap.
Staring at the shoe cabinet, Song Xici began to think about where to start talking about divorce.
The contract says that during the validity period, do not interfere with each other's lives, but if anyone violates the contract, they can terminate the contract at any time even during the contract period.
Between Tang You'an and her, indeed, they did not interfere with each other's life at ordinary times. but. Tang Youan's personal behavior has already affected herself, so she can seize this point to forcibly terminate the contract.
Thinking of this, Song Xici touched his chin and nodded with a smile.
Tang Youan looked at her from the side, and only felt that the girl in front of her was a little weird, not a little bit, but very. Weird outfits, weird makeup, weird speech and behavior. She couldn't fully understand those languages and had to speculate.
After Song Xici threw the key into a box on the cabinet next to him, he looked up at Tang Youan: "I have something to tell you."
"It just so happens that there is also below." Tang Youan smiled.
"Then you say it first." Song Xici nodded. She would like to know what this guy can say about what happened today.
So, Tang Youan stared at Song Xici with a warm smile, and said as he walked, raising his hand slightly in the air: "Miss Song, I have something to ask you. May I ask where is Naihe Bridge? Madam Meng is busy, when will I be reincarnated? Are there many people? Is there no one to go with the girl?"
Hearing this, Song Xici looked at her, her whole body slumped and clinging to the door panel behind her, her face was so bad that it seemed like she had really seen a ghost.
In the end, Tang Youan stood in front of her and stretched out his hand to her, still smiling: "If the girl is not accompanied by anyone, then it would be better. Let's go to Huangquan by the way."
"Miss Song?"
"Together with you [beep-], I [beep-] your uncle!"
From a villa in Yujing Huanian, Song Xici's howl was heard.
Tang Youan looked at her reaction with a confused expression.
After half an hour.
"So you mean, you were a fortune teller in your last life?" Sitting on the sofa, Song Xici folded her arms and looked at her up and down with her pretty eyes.
"Exactly." Tang Youan nodded.
"And it's still quite accurate?" Song Xi raised his eyebrows and continued to watch her performance.
"I'm not boasting," Tang Youan frowned slightly, "What you said is true."
"I'm very tired today, and I don't want to play this kind of childish game with you in the past and this life. Don't think that you can get away by pretending to be crazy and stupid when you get into trouble. We are all big living people, adults, social people, Chinese. So, let's talk about business directly," Song Xici glanced at her, turned on the phone, then called up Weibo, opened the daytime video, and took a picture in front of her, "This is you Bar?"
Tang Youan heard the words, looked up at her, and looked at the phone again. He was stunned for a moment, and then he carefully reached out and touched the "brick" that could talk and had a little person beating.
"What is this?" Tang Youan touched it, then quickly retracted his hand, frowning at Song Xici.
"Are you really stupid or fake? What else could it be, your phone, don't you dare to face the bad things you did today?" Song Xici picked up the phone and shook it a few times in front of Tang Youan.
She has a strong urge to vomit blood now, and she really wants to pull out the fruit knife in the fruit plate on the coffee table and stab her one, two, three, four, five or six times.
"What's a mobile phone?" Tang Youan couldn't help clenching his hands, then looked at Song Xici again, frowning, "Is this brick possessed by a goblin? Otherwise, how could it be?"
Hearing this, Song Xici finally put down his hand, threw the phone on the coffee table, and buried his forehead in his palm.
Can't stand it. What is Tang You'an doing, is she playing herself as a monkey? Isn't she happy like this? Are you sick
"Miss Song?"
"Why are you still acting?! Why didn't you find out that you are so talented before? When I couldn't make it through a hundred or eighty times, where did your acting skills go? Why are you suddenly possessed by the Oscar-winning actress? "Finally, after brewing for a long time, Song Xici sat up straight again, reached out and patted the coffee table, causing the water in the cup on the coffee table to shake several times.
She really didn't understand what Tang Youan was going to do today.
Song Xici's call was too complicated for Tang Youan. She couldn't understand it, but after her brain was down for a while, she slowly said, "I'm only going to tell fortunes, not singing."
"Tang You'an!" Song Xi's face and neck turned red with anger, "Why don't you say that you are only showing off your skills and not your body?!"
"Miss Song is wrong. She is neither an artist nor a person. As for the fireworks, she has never been in or out." Tang Youan replied with a smile.
Song Xi opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't know what to say, so she smiled, nodded again, and finally waved to her.
"You said you could tell fortunes, didn't you? Then figure out what I want to do most now." Song Xici said.
"I don't know." Tang Youan replied calmly and calmly.
"Then you still have the face to say that your fortune-telling skills are superb?" After Song Xi's speech, she was about to die of laughter.
What Song Xici wanted to do most now was to throw the tea in her hand over her face. Give her another slap, how can there be such a person who does bad things and doesn't know how to repent, and just wants to pretend to be crazy and fool around.
"Fortune-telling is not omniscient and omniscient. If it had reached that point, it would have been ranked in the immortal class, rather than an ordinary person." Tang Youan was answering this question very seriously.
"Virtue. You're pretty good at arguing? Anyway, you're talking about everything, right?" Song Xici sneered.
Tang Youan looked at her, shook his head with a smile, then picked up a glass of water, took a sip, and frowned slightly.
The water here is far less sweet and delicious than the well water in her former residence. Hey.
"By the way, didn't you say that you can tell fortunes? Then you should come out and take a look." Song Xici looked at her with Erlang's legs crossed.
"What does the girl hope to count next?" Tang Youan stretched out a hand and raised it slightly, "Please tell me."
"You can count what I'm missing." Song Xici stood up with an empty glass cup, walked to the water dispenser on the side, took a glass of water, and drank half of it in one go.
At this time, Tang Youan stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked to Song Xici step by step, and lowered his eyes slightly: "I can figure out below that Miss Song is missing me in her life."
The expression between her brows and eyes was still faint, but the light of the crystal lamp illuminated her pupils extremely transparently and beautifully.
Funny, what is she smoking? Are you soaking yourself? The method is really clumsy.
Song Xici held the cup and looked at her for a while, then coughed twice, looked away, then smiled, raised her chin and looked at her: "Miss Tang, you are really struggling not to divorce me. Mind, I'm starting to talk about earthy love stories. You are so wonderful. Although I don't know what your intentions are, don't forget that we agreed at the beginning, and our marriage was just a contract. "Even if you don't want to leave now, you will have to leave at that time."
"I'm ashamed, I don't quite understand what Miss Song said. However, Miss Song has been careful recently, her life is at stake." Tang Youan looked at her and smiled lightly.
"Are you still acting, or are you threatening me in a different way?" After Song Xi finished speaking, she heard the sound of the phone vibrating, so she was about to go to the coffee table.
However, just as she lifted her foot, Tang Youan grabbed her wrist.
"What are you doing?" Song Xici turned and stared at her.
However, Tang You'an didn't answer, just grabbed her wrist, and with a twist, brought her to the bar on the side, and the water in the glass in his hand swayed out, wetting the clothes of the two of them.
At the same time, I saw that the crystal lamp in the hall suddenly fell straight and straight from a height like an arrow from a string. With a loud noise, the moment the lamp body touched the coffee table, it felt as if it had been bombed. The bullet hit the collapsed building and became fragmented!
When a few pieces of glass slag bounced to his ankles, Song Xici's face turned pale as wax.
In Song Xici's chest, breathing became disordered and rapid. It's hard to imagine what it would have been like if he had just stood there just now.
After a long time, Song Xici's breathing became a little easier, and then he turned his face stiffly and looked at Tang Youan: "Who are you?"