sweet candy

Chapter 22 Phone Number
Song Xixi ordered takeaway, Tang Zhihuan closed the door of the refrigerator, sat down on the short sofa on the other side, thinking that there should be something to talk about.

But few of his friends would come to the house. It could even be said that Song Xixi was the third woman to enter the house besides Tang's mother and Tang Nianxi. He stared at Song Xixi.

"What... did you order?"

"A few home-cooked stir-fries, stir-fried pork with fried tofu, braised fish nuggets, and scrambled eggs with green peppers."

Song Xixi answered one by one, her tone suddenly became more serious: "It's not that I'm being stingy, the two of us can only eat so much."

"..." When did he say that she was stingy?

Tang Zhihuan's cell phone rang, and he glanced at the phone of his colleague. Song Xixi hugged his computer: "You can do whatever you want. Anyway, I'm fine now. I'll make the PPT for next week first."

The man went to the bedroom with his mobile phone, Song Xixi lowered his head, and heard his cold and distant voice: "Hello?"

Why does she think that this man will be kinder when talking to her?
illusion?

Turn on the computer and prepare to log on to QQ to send picture information. The infinite icon in the lower left corner of the computer is gray.

Song Xixi looked at the closed bedroom door, hesitated for a moment, got up, walked over, and knocked on the door.

"I see, you send this to Meng Shi..." Tang Zhihuan was still on the phone, opened the door and looked at her suspiciously.

"What... what is your wireless password? My computer needs to be connected to the Internet." Song Xixi said softly, her eyes were wide open, through the man's narrow waist, she could see some furnishings in the bedroom.

The dark gray bed is large, with a floor lamp beside it, and there seems to be a hanger by the window, with some shirts and short sleeves scattered around.

Tang Zhihuan closed the door, walked towards the living room while talking on the phone, bent down and directly entered the password.

It looks like a string of phone numbers.

"Is this your phone?"

"En." The man snorted softly, not knowing whether to answer Song Xixi or the person on the phone, and then walked towards the bedroom.

Song Xixi's input password displayed numbers. After Tang Zhihuan got up, she immediately took out her mobile phone and saved the string of numbers in her mind, happily saving the note: watermelon candy.

As soon as she got on QQ, her colleague Zeng Tian sent her a message.

Zeng Tian: "Song Xixi, thank you so much. My boyfriend finally came to see me on weekends. I don't have time to do PPT. Fortunately, you are willing to help me. You are enough friends!"

"This is the elementary school content and reference documents for the big class next week, and I have sent them to you."

"Suddenly, I feel that being single is good, and I don't have to be so busy on weekends."

Song Xixi twitched her mouth when she saw the last sentence, and suddenly she didn't want to help her with the PPT.

But what I told Tang Zhihuan before was pretty good, so I resigned to my fate and opened the file, looking for a suitable template to start working on.

When Tang Zhihuan came out of the bedroom, Song Xixi's PPT was almost finished.

The phone rang: "Hello, the takeaway you ordered has arrived downstairs, please come down and pick it up."

Song Xixi hung up the phone, Tang Zhihuan said: "I'll go get it, what's the last number of the phone?"

"Oh, 1272."

Tang Zhihuan changed his shoes and went down, there were several delivery boys at the door.

"Sir, what's the last number of your phone?"

"1272." The man's voice was cold.

The takeaway guy was looking at the order from a woman, but why did it come from a man, and asked cautiously, "Sir, what's your username?"

Tang Zhihuan was taken aback, he forgot to ask Song Xixi just now.

After thinking about it, he looked at the delivery man: "Song Xixi?"

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