sweet candy

Chapter 11 What Shampoo Do You Use?
The two just stood at the door, Tang Zhihuan couldn't help but met her twinkling eyes, and asked, "Song Xixi, can I come in?"

Anyway, he also drove four or ten minutes to deliver food to her. It's impossible to let him go after taking the things, right?

"Yes, yes!" Song Xixi came back to her senses, and quickly turned sideways to let Tang Zhihuan bring the takeaway into the house.

I'm afraid he won't go in, otherwise it's okay to stay and sleep... Song Xixi stared at his tall and thin back with a dark heart.

Compared with yesterday, he was dressed more casually today. He wore a loose white V-shaped short sleeve on his upper body. When she entered the door, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of his collarbone. He was sexy and somewhat reserved. The hem of the short sleeve was tucked into a black long sleeve. In the trousers, the waist is extraordinarily thin, and the whole person looks elegant and clean.

It is very similar to his WeChat name, a candy, a sour and sweet watermelon candy.

Tang Zhihuan walked in, glanced at the furnishings in the house, and saw that it was clean and fresh, much neater than what he saw last night. He put the takeaway on the table, looked back at the woman who was still at the door, and said in a cold voice: "Aren't you coming?"

"Ah... come here!"

Song Xixi nodded sharply, and showed a naive smile towards Tang Zhihuan, but still didn't take a step.

She didn't know how to walk for a while, as soon as her eyes touched Tang Zhihuan's clear eyes, she couldn't help swallowing. No matter how she looked at this man, she was the type she liked.

Red lips and white teeth, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, cold and stable.

Song Xixi swallowed again, she was greedy for him!
"Are you hungry, why don't you come over for dinner?" Tang Zhihuan noticed that Song Xixi's gaze was strange, pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose in doubt, walked towards her with one hand on his back, and stopped only two steps away from her .

When the man leaned over slightly, Song Xixi took a deep breath, and could smell his refreshing shampoo.

"Can't you go?"

"Well, what shampoo do you use?"

The two spoke at the same time, and each of them was silent after finishing their speech. Suddenly, there was a strange embarrassment in the air.

"Hehe, that... I fell down again when I came to open the door, and my feet are not very good at walking."

No matter how thick-skinned Song Xixi was, she couldn't handle such a cold and ascetic man. She only felt her cheeks heat up, and she quickly lowered her head.

He comes to take care of you with sincerity and no distractions, but your mind is full of ideas about how to defeat him.

Song Xixi, you shouldn't!

"Then let me help you." Tang Zhihuan looked at Song Xixi's little expression and thought it was a little funny, thinking that her foot was hurting, so he walked to her side and supported her steadily, and then wrapped his long arms around her back to hug her tightly. her shoulders.

Suddenly getting so close, Song Xixi's heart beat instantly accelerated, she pursed her lower lip, and a thought popped into her mind, if I rub it, will my nose bleed?

She looked down at the floor, leaning softly in Tang Zhihuan's arms, safe and comfortable, his figure is absolutely fine, how great it would be if she could be held in his arms for the rest of her life...

Just when Song Xixi was thinking deeply, a cold voice sounded from above his head, Liang Tang Zhihuan's unique cold voice:
"My shampoo is from the brand Duset, you can buy it if you like."

"Oh, it smells good." Hearing Tang Zhihuan's serious answer to her mindless question just now, Song Xixi could only feel another hot current rushing straight to her celestial spirit cap.

Fortunately, the door is not far from the table in the living room, and it is only a few steps away.

She obediently sat down on the stool, Tang Zhihuan stood beside him and unwrapped the takeaway, thinking of something: "I didn't ask for chopsticks from the merchant, where do you put your chopsticks?"

"In the kitchen cupboard." Song Xixi pointed, and Tang Zhihuan walked towards the kitchen in the direction she pointed.

Song Xixi took advantage of the time when Tang Zhihuan was holding the chopsticks, slapped her face twice, took a few deep breaths, and her heartbeat slowly returned to normal, but she still felt a little hot, so she adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to [-] degrees.

Following Song Xixi's prompt, Tang Zhihuan walked to the cabinet and was about to bend down to open the cabinet door, when he accidentally saw an unwashed instant noodle bowl in the sink above the cabinet.

The instant noodle oil is still in a liquid state, and in addition to the smell of air freshener, the kitchen can also smell a little bit of old group sauerkraut instant noodles.

The man's long eyes narrowed slightly, and for some reason, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

　"Wife, she always wants to blow up her hair" [Mechanical Engineering Girl VS Road Crazy Boss, Shuangqiang Shuangwen] This is the earth-shattering story of two people with a mind that is close to monsters, holding hands and talking about love~~
　　
　
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