sweet joy

Chapter 25 Mr. Tang, are you still single?
As soon as Song Xixi got up, Tang Zhihuan raised his head, his tone obviously joking:
"Aren't you going to beat someone?"

Song Xixi's facial features were twisted into a ball, clutching his stomach: "My stomach hurts, I'm going to the toilet!"

Tang Zhihuan smiled, lowered his head and continued to read the information.

Well, Song Hee Hee is really cute.

Ten minutes later, Song Xixi sent a message: "My aunt is here!"

Tang Zhihuan's heart skipped a beat, and he tapped the keyboard: "So?"

The flowery wife: "Borrow me a sanitary napkin!"

Song Xixi squatted in the toilet clutching her stomach, even her feet were numb from squatting but did not receive any news from Tang Zhihuan.

"Are you here, my feet are numb!"

"coming."

"I'll be out right now."

She had just finished posting this message when she heard someone shouting outside the toilet, "Excuse me, is Song Xixi there?"

"I'm here!"

Song Xixi responded suspiciously, and soon saw a small hand sticking in from the gap under the door, holding a pack of seven-dimensional space.

"This is what your boyfriend asked me to bring in."

"Thank you!" Song Xixi's heart skipped a beat, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Tang Zhihuan waited at the door for a while, but didn't see Song Xixi coming out, so he frowned and sent a message.

"How are you doing?"

As soon as she raised her head, Song Xixi washed her hands in front of the sink, then came towards Tang Zhihuan, pulling his arm, her pink lips were slightly white, and there was still a layer of teeth marks that hadn't faded away.

Tang Zhihuan's eyes fell on her lips immediately, and the soft touch was in his mind.

Shen Mou stared at her, but did not rush to shake off her hand: "How is it?"

Song Xixi was grinning, her small face tilted: "The little sister who brought me something just now said that my boyfriend asked her to bring it in?"

"..."

"I want to interview, Mr. Tang Zhihuan, are you still single now?"

"..."

"Mr. Tang Zhihuan?"

Tang Zhihuan pushed his glasses, turned and went back to the study room.

Song Xixi just sat down when she saw Tang Zhihuan turned off the computer and was packing her schoolbag.

"You finished it today?"

"Go back to the dormitory to study."

The public air conditioner in the study room was very cold, Tang Zhihuan glanced at Song Xixi impatiently, and walked to the front with his schoolbag on his back.

When they got to the stairs, they saw Song Xixi still walking slowly behind, sighed and waited for her on the spot.

Song Xixi suppressed a happy smile, pretending to be weak and said: "My stomach hurts, can you help me?"

"..."

Tang Zhihuan helped Song Xixi back to the house she rented, and then sat half-lying on the bed covered with a quilt to rest, while Tang Zhihuan continued to sit by the window and read documents.

Neither of them mentioned going back to the dormitory.

In the evening, Tang Zhihuan Computing Association had a meeting, and Song Xixi suffered from severe menstrual pain, even when she fell asleep, her brows were tightly frowned, and her face was full of pain.

Tang Zhihuan covered her with the quilt, and gently closed the door behind her.

No one solved the program assigned to them this week, Tang Zhihuan pushed his glasses, ignoring dozens of pairs of complaining eyes in the conference room.

He cleared his throat, chuckled lightly and said, "You can't solve something so easy?"

There was a burst of distress from below.

"It's so simple, President, you just made it difficult for us, and made my aunt come ahead of schedule!"

Li Tingting complained with a bitter face. She asked a senior senior for advice, and they all said that this program couldn't be solved. They were just freshmen, so it was not embarrassment...

"Hahaha……"

There was a burst of laughter in the conference room.

Lu Ziming joked and laughed: "Tingting needs to drink more hot water."

(End of this chapter)