sweet candy

Chapter 27
The work is busy, and the week passes quickly.

Tang Zhihuan was eating in the cafeteria and received a WeChat message from Tang's mother.

"The weekend after tomorrow, remember to come here early, otherwise Mom will be angry!"

Tang Zhihuan frowned, put the phone on the dining table, and continued eating the rice on the plate.

"Xiaomi, you actually caught up with your male god, it's not easy!"

Sitting at the next table were three female researchers, one of the few in the laboratory. Tang Zhihuan glanced in their direction and saw that all three of them were looking at their mobile phones, talking and laughing.

"He still confessed to me, isn't he handsome?"

"It's not easy. You can still find a boyfriend in our line of business. Hey, when will my real man confess his love to me!" Xu Qi sighed.

The three of them talked to each other, and Tang Zhihuan listened to each other.

After eating, he took the plate and left.

Xiaomi pushed Xu Qi who was sighing just now, and said with a smile, "Dean Tang is gone, why are you blushing?"

Xu Qi glanced to the left, and sure enough, the seat was empty, and the bottom of her heart was a little empty.

"Dean Tang is too cold, I dare not talk to him."

"Well, Dean Tang is cold to everyone, and it's really hard to communicate. My boyfriend is better, gentle and careful." Xiaomi smiled while holding the phone.

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Tang Zhihuan returned to the lounge and clicked on Moments.

The latest news was posted by Xiaomi just now.

"Impartial, just met you."

The accompanying picture is a photo of Xiaomi and her boyfriend embracing each other.

While scrolling down the news, he drank from a glass of water, and almost choked on the water when he saw Xu Qi's comment.

Xu Qi: "When a dog dies, no couple is innocent."

There was more than half an hour before going to work in the afternoon, Tang Zhihuan put down the water glass, pulled a tissue to wipe the water stains from the corner of his mouth, continued to browse the news in Moments, and came across Song Xixi's one.

In the picture, she is surrounded by many children, her hair is tied into a tall ball head, her face is small, and she smiles like a little sun.

Seeing her smiling face, Tang Zhihuan couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling much more relaxed.

Her copywriting is a sentence: "I hugged so many cuties, I really want to hug that big cutie. The big cutie hasn't contacted me for several days."

He liked it, and within half a minute a dynamic link was displayed on the top of the screen.

Song Xixi: "The way you like it looks like my cutie~"

Seeing the reply, the man suddenly frowned.

Song Xixi's cutie is her boyfriend?

He clicked into her circle of friends and scrolled through for 10 minutes, but he didn't see a picture of any man she posted.

Song Xixi should not be in a relationship.

Who is her big cutie?

After hesitating for a while, Tang Zhihuan replied to Song Xixi: "How cute are you?"

Song Xixi: "You look like this."

It was about to go to work, and the door of the laboratory needed Tang Zhihuan's fingerprints to open it.

Meng Shi knocked on the door of the lounge and poked his head out: "Dean Tang, clock in for work."

The man glanced at him, put down his phone, pushed the edge of the frame with his finger bones, got up and walked towards Meng Shi.

Meng Shi looked at him and said, "Dean Tang, I found that you are a little different today."

"Ok?"

"There is a smile on the corner of the mouth, and the eyes are shining. Is there any good news?"

"What good news?"

Meng Shi touched his earlobe in embarrassment. Dean Tang looked cold now, which was obviously different from when he was looking at his phone just now. He swallowed: "Dean Tang, I misread, you are actually no different from usual .”

Tang Zhihuan passed him, clocked in and entered the laboratory.

The experiment has made some progress this week, and all the staff in the laboratory worked overtime on Saturday.

Tang Zhihuan drove back to the apartment, it was already ten o'clock on Saturday night.

After taking a quick shower, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep with his hair still dry.

(End of this chapter)