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Chapter 62 Tang Zhihuan's Emotional Intelligence Is Not Low
The WeChat message Song Xixi sent to him was after nine o'clock in the morning, when he entered the laboratory early.

Song Xixi said: "It's a new week, I know you are very busy, but you still miss me even if you take a break from your busy schedule."

"Mr. Tang, your cutie misses you today, do you miss your cutie?"

"Mr. Tang, among these cuties, which one do you like the most?"

The last piece of news is a photo. There are more than 20 children sitting at the dining table eating, some with puffy mouths, some with eyes narrowed from laughter, and some making funny faces at the camera. Song Xixi occupies a corner of the photo. Showing a crooked smiling eye and a lovely dimple.

Tang Zhihuan looked at the photo and felt very warm.

He smiled, and skillfully tapped the keyboard on the mobile phone: "The one who likes to take pictures."

As soon as the message was sent, I received a reply within a second.

Song Xixi: "Did you get off work during your lunch break?"

A candy: "Well, I just got off work."

The man replied, but felt that typing was too troublesome, so he opened the phone book and dialed Song Xixi's number.

Song Xixi's sweet voice came over, and some childish voices could be vaguely heard, calling for Teacher Xixi.

"What are you doing now?" Tang Zhihuan asked gently, the faintly heard child's voice made him feel that his cold heart suddenly came alive, even looking at the door lock in the bathroom, he felt bright.

Of course, he wanted to hear the voice of the woman on the other end of the phone.

Song Xixi's voice was sweet: "We just finished eating, now we are playing with the children, and we will have a lunch break later. What about you, you just got off work, have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

"Did you... call me after work? Did you miss me today?"

The voice from the other end of the conversation was bright and joyful, and Tang Zhihuan couldn't help but a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when he heard her acting like a baby.

"Well, I think about it." He replied honestly.

"I miss you too, can't we see each other for a few days?"

"I live in the laboratory, and I don't come out until Friday night. Then I will drive to you."

The man consciously reported his itinerary, and added: "I will call you after ten o'clock in the evening. If you are sleepy, go to bed first."

"Okay then, you go to eat first, don't be hungry." Song Xixi was super satisfied that Tang Zhihuan could call her as soon as she got off work. She didn't dare to say more, worrying that Tang Zhihuan would be hungry if he didn't have time for lunch belly.

In fact, Tang Zhihuan's EQ is not low at all, Song Xixi thought and couldn't help laughing.

The man replied softly, and after a while, the two hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Zhihuan was in a great mood.

He symbolically flushed the toilet and opened the partition door of the toilet. His eyes froze, and there was a coldness in embarrassment, but the tenderness at the corners of his mouth froze.

And the more embarrassing thing at this moment is Meng Shi who is at the isolation door.

If there is a seam in the ground, he will be able to get into it in a matter of minutes, or some great god has developed an invisibility cloak, so please cover him.

What is stealing chickens without losing money?

What is doing bad things with good intentions?

What is losing your wife and losing your army?
Meng Shi smiled wryly, and scratched his trouser legs in embarrassment: "Well...Dean Tang, I was worried about your stomach discomfort, so I wanted to come in to see you, and I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your phone call..."

He even used the honorific "you".

Meng Shi originally thought that his senior brother trusted him more, so he could care more about his senior brother, but in the end...

Outside the door just now, it was the first time he heard Dean Tang speak in such a gentle and sloppy voice, it wasn't that Dean Tang who cherished words like gold at all!

He seems to have seen Dean Tang's unknown side...

"Dean Tang, please...forgive me this time!" Meng Shi closed his eyes earnestly.

"..."

Tang Zhihuan didn't know how to respond to Meng Shi.

The atmosphere is stiff.

After a while, the man's face returned to normal, he coughed lightly, and said, "Do you want to go to the toilet? Let me go first."

"Oh, please, please."

Meng Shi backed down again and again, wishing he could look ahead and bow his head to be a minister.

(End of this chapter)