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Chapter 2678 [Fan Wai] Prince and Queen, it is impossible to be a couple in this life! 1
Chapter 2678 [Fan Wai] The prince and the queen will never be a couple in this life! 16
First class VIP seats.
Tang Shui'er took out the hand that had been clutched in his trouser pocket and spread it out.
It was the recording pen that Leng Bai had just given her.
Tang Shui'er frowned and stared at it for another 2 minutes.
Suddenly, with a relaxed brow, he smiled, the corners of his mouth became more and more curved, squinting his eyes and complaining in disgust,
"Leng Xiaobai, you are really white."
How could she not know that this is the latest smart voice recorder of a certain brand.
Just now she was pretending to be ignorant on purpose. In fact, she herself has one with exactly the same style. She puts it in her bag and carries it with her every day, but the color is different.
Leng Bai must have seen her own recording pen before, it was silver, but the one she held in her hand was actually pink.
So, did Silly Baitian choose such a girlish color for her?
……
Tang Shui'er pinched the cap of the recording pen with her fingertips, rubbed it lightly twice, and then took out the Bluetooth headset from the recording pen case that was stuffed indifferently at the end.
connection succeeded.
Headphones stuffed into ears.
Press the recording pen switch key.
In the earphones, the voice of the boy sounded after the voice-changing period. The original immaturity faded away, and there was also a trace of the hoarse voice that deliberately pretended to be mature, and finally raised the tail.
Really, too angry!
Tang Shui'er tilted her head, resting her chin on one hand, looking at the blue sky outside the window with a satisfied face, and the white clouds as sweet as cotton candy.
Tang Shui'er's overly delicate side face was reflected on the transparent plane window glass.
Eyebrows are as bright as before, and there is a bright smile on the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, which only gives people a youthful and sweet girlish feeling.
"...
I'm still the boy I used to be/
nothing has changed/
Time is but a test/
The belief in my heart has not diminished/
......"
During the ten-hour flight from City A to Los Angeles, Tang Shui'er has been listening to this song in the recorder.
More than ten hours later, Leng Bai received a WeChat message from across the ocean:
[Feelings after listening: You sang well, and you are still the silly, white and sweet sand sculpture boy from before. 】
Then a husky rolls all over the floor with a vivid expression pack.
Cold reply:
[... Don Puff, return the recorder to me! ! ! 】
……
A group of beautiful men and women who were seeing off the plane at the airport had already come out of the VIP waiting room, chatting and laughing very lively.
Except for a certain two big and small men who walked at the back, they all frowned and had the same heavy bitter face.
Tang Haotian glanced at the young man next to him with cool eyes, and when he opened his mouth, he asked questions in a rough voice, as if the cold wind in Siberia was passing through,
"Leng Xiaobai, what did you give our puffs in the end?"
The cold white eyelids drooped slightly, and he didn't remember until now.
No, it was because he had seen the silver recording pen in Don Puff's bag before, that's why he went to the mall to pick out an identical one of the same style but a different color.
What's going on with Don Puff, you're leaving, don't you forget to despise his IQ? ? ?
"Ah——" Hearing that he was being called, Leng Bai responded subconsciously, and when he raised his head, he met Tang Haotian's face, which was blackened into a scorched pot and seemed to be exploding.
"Tang—Uncle Tang." Leng Xiaobai stammered, almost biting his tongue, "I didn't hear what you just said."
"Let me ask you, what did you give Tang Shui'er!"
"Did you see it?"
"Nonsense! I'm not blind, everyone has seen it!"
"..."
"Leng Xiaobai, don't tell me what old-fashioned token of love you gave Tang Shui'er!" Tang Haotian almost pressed Leng Xiaobai's head and said no.
-
Ps:
Leng Xiaobai: Many years later, I will still be that boy.
Good night!
(End of this chapter)
First class VIP seats.
Tang Shui'er took out the hand that had been clutched in his trouser pocket and spread it out.
It was the recording pen that Leng Bai had just given her.
Tang Shui'er frowned and stared at it for another 2 minutes.
Suddenly, with a relaxed brow, he smiled, the corners of his mouth became more and more curved, squinting his eyes and complaining in disgust,
"Leng Xiaobai, you are really white."
How could she not know that this is the latest smart voice recorder of a certain brand.
Just now she was pretending to be ignorant on purpose. In fact, she herself has one with exactly the same style. She puts it in her bag and carries it with her every day, but the color is different.
Leng Bai must have seen her own recording pen before, it was silver, but the one she held in her hand was actually pink.
So, did Silly Baitian choose such a girlish color for her?
……
Tang Shui'er pinched the cap of the recording pen with her fingertips, rubbed it lightly twice, and then took out the Bluetooth headset from the recording pen case that was stuffed indifferently at the end.
connection succeeded.
Headphones stuffed into ears.
Press the recording pen switch key.
In the earphones, the voice of the boy sounded after the voice-changing period. The original immaturity faded away, and there was also a trace of the hoarse voice that deliberately pretended to be mature, and finally raised the tail.
Really, too angry!
Tang Shui'er tilted her head, resting her chin on one hand, looking at the blue sky outside the window with a satisfied face, and the white clouds as sweet as cotton candy.
Tang Shui'er's overly delicate side face was reflected on the transparent plane window glass.
Eyebrows are as bright as before, and there is a bright smile on the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, which only gives people a youthful and sweet girlish feeling.
"...
I'm still the boy I used to be/
nothing has changed/
Time is but a test/
The belief in my heart has not diminished/
......"
During the ten-hour flight from City A to Los Angeles, Tang Shui'er has been listening to this song in the recorder.
More than ten hours later, Leng Bai received a WeChat message from across the ocean:
[Feelings after listening: You sang well, and you are still the silly, white and sweet sand sculpture boy from before. 】
Then a husky rolls all over the floor with a vivid expression pack.
Cold reply:
[... Don Puff, return the recorder to me! ! ! 】
……
A group of beautiful men and women who were seeing off the plane at the airport had already come out of the VIP waiting room, chatting and laughing very lively.
Except for a certain two big and small men who walked at the back, they all frowned and had the same heavy bitter face.
Tang Haotian glanced at the young man next to him with cool eyes, and when he opened his mouth, he asked questions in a rough voice, as if the cold wind in Siberia was passing through,
"Leng Xiaobai, what did you give our puffs in the end?"
The cold white eyelids drooped slightly, and he didn't remember until now.
No, it was because he had seen the silver recording pen in Don Puff's bag before, that's why he went to the mall to pick out an identical one of the same style but a different color.
What's going on with Don Puff, you're leaving, don't you forget to despise his IQ? ? ?
"Ah——" Hearing that he was being called, Leng Bai responded subconsciously, and when he raised his head, he met Tang Haotian's face, which was blackened into a scorched pot and seemed to be exploding.
"Tang—Uncle Tang." Leng Xiaobai stammered, almost biting his tongue, "I didn't hear what you just said."
"Let me ask you, what did you give Tang Shui'er!"
"Did you see it?"
"Nonsense! I'm not blind, everyone has seen it!"
"..."
"Leng Xiaobai, don't tell me what old-fashioned token of love you gave Tang Shui'er!" Tang Haotian almost pressed Leng Xiaobai's head and said no.
-
Ps:
Leng Xiaobai: Many years later, I will still be that boy.
Good night!
(End of this chapter)
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