Addicted to Love: I Picked Up a Husband

"Why are you?"

Mo Yan never thought that he would meet the man of his dreams the next day. This kind of feeling is like pie falling from the sky.

"Get in the car." Xie Tangfeng smiles.

"No, I'm very embarrassed yesterday. Today I'll go by myself." Mo yanqianrang.

"Come on, I have something else to do." Xie Tangfeng's expression is serious, without the smile just now.

Mo Yan can see that he can't talk nonsense any more. It's not a good thing to annoy his dream lover. She quickly put the things in the trunk and got on the car in a hurry.

"Do you come home so late every day?" Mo Yan asked hesitantly.

It's not her hesitation, but Mo Yan's voice is like phlegm when she sees a handsome man. She can't swallow or spit. Besides, she can't spit.

Mo Yan hates boys who spit everywhere. Seeing such boys, she thinks of the island country. She saw in the news that people in the island country don't spit everywhere.

"No Xie Tangfeng's simple answer did not say anything superfluous.

Mo Yan didn't listen to his tone very well. He turned and looked at his side face. It was so handsome and angular. She did not dare to say anything, had to stare out of the window.

Xie Tangfeng has a good memory. He went to Mo Yan's residence once yesterday and sent her downstairs.

Before leaving, the car had turned around. Mo Yan rushed to catch up and knocked on the window, "can I add you a wechat?"

Xie Tangfeng looked at her innocent eyes and didn't refuse. He seldom asked others to add wechat.

"What's your name?" Mo Yan's face blushed and asked.

Xie Tangfeng took her mobile phone and typed her name up. "If you have something to do, send me wechat, I'll go first."

"Well, thank you." Mo Yan said.

Xie Tangfeng smiled and said nothing. He closed the window and stepped on the accelerator and left.

Mo Yan looks at the arrow like car and is very disappointed. She can see that Xie Tangfeng doesn't feel anything about her. He just has a good heart and helps himself.

When Mo Yan went to school, no one chased him. There were many men who wrote love letters to him. She summed up that men who like themselves should stay more even if they can stay one more second.

Xie Tangfeng started the car so quickly just now. He must have no other ideas about himself.

"Yes, they are rich. How can they get in touch with me?" Mo Yan said.

She bumped the two bags on her shoulders and went upstairs. In the small room, Mo Yan turns on the light, and the pink room appears in front of him.

Although the room was small, she cleaned it up and pasted pink wallpaper like things.

Looking at the familiar pink, suddenly enlightened, took out the mobile phone, opened wechat, "today is really a big harvest, actually added to his wechat, also know his name, Xie Tangfeng, I remember."

Now, Mo Yan is in a trance and feels familiar with Xie Tangfeng. Because she thought about it all night last night, her mind is full of Xie Tangfeng's faces. She must be familiar with it.

A person is thought about 180 times by you, can you not be familiar with it?

That kind of intimacy seems to make Mo Yan feel that the city is not so cold. Before, she didn't like the city and thought it was very impersonal.

When she sells clothes during the day, the landlady always keeps a straight face, because she can't speak, can't communicate with customers, and doesn't have a good temper when she talks to herself.

In front of Mo Yan's face, she complained to the opposite landlady that she couldn't speak. It was like wood, slow reaction and bad memory.

Originally, Mo Yan was not tall, only 160, and a little thin. The boss's wife always carried big boxes or carts to deliver goods.

Mo Yan is very upset with the landlady and thinks she looks down on people. She doesn't bother her boss because he doesn't look down on her when he talks.

Mo Yan is too tired to wash today. He lies on the bed, covers the quilt tightly, looks at Xie Tangfeng's head on wechat, and tears flow out unconsciously.

"If only I had such a boyfriend, I certainly don't have to work hard for others and do hard work." The more Mo Yan thought about it, the more he felt sad.

It's all people. Why is the gap so big? Some people were born in a good family. At her age, she doesn't have to work. She is only 21 years old.

Mo Yan thought, took out a pen and wrote in his diary with a lock: life is like cement, smeared in the heart, nothing grows.

She felt that there was no way out and no hope in her life.

"Prince, you are so good." Xia Yuqian lay in his arms and said cheaply.

After dinner, they went straight to the room.

"Baby, you are also very good. You make me very comfortable. I've never been so comfortable." The prince stroked her long hair.

"How about we come back later?" Xia Yuqian said.

"Yes, I'll be with you any time you like." The prince said, and pressed up again.

"So you don't have to go to work?" Xia Yuqian looked into his eyes and asked.

"Come on, you can't ask for leave, little fool."

Two people you a I a, while talking and laughing, at the same time do some men and women love things.

It's 12:30 a.m. now. Xu Qing just came out of the bar with Liu Yanan.

"Brother Xu, I feel dizzy!" Liu Yanan leaned on Xu Qing's shoulder and said drunkenly.

Xu Qing smelled the smell of wine on her body, like a stimulant, especially when she saw her confused appearance, her whole body was feverish.

"Yanan, where do you live? I'll take you back. " Xu Qing's name is not Liu Ya Nan, but ya Nan instead.

"Brother Xu, my head hurts so much that I can't seem to go. Can you find me a hotel nearby? I really can't support it." Liu Yanan said with his eyes closed.

Xu Qing heard that there was a play. It seems that this is a hint.

"OK, let's go. See the opposite side? There's a hotel on the other side. I'll take you there. " Xu Qing hugged her waist with one hand and grabbed her arm with the other, and walked to the opposite hotel.

Xu Qing opened a big bed room for her. He made his own arrangements.

Liu Yanan's eyes were half closed and half open. She seemed to have drunk too much, but it was clear in her heart that she did it on purpose.

They are colleagues. They have to work together in the company. They can't take the initiative to talk about it. They have to let it go.

But let it be, it's not really let it be, it's that they both have their own little nineties.

To the room, Xu Qing will help Liu Yanan to bed, "Yanan, you lie down for a while, I'll pour you a cup of hot water to wake up."

Liu Yanan sighed secretly: if you say a few good words later, you will surely win.

"Be careful. Don't burn it." Xu Qing picked up Liu Yanan and deliberately leaned close to her without any gap.

"Thank you, brother Xu. I don't know what to do without you?" Liu Yanan half opened his eyes, looked at him and said.

"Don't worry about me. Call me if you have anything, you know? "

"Well, thanks for brother Xu's care."

"You're welcome. Just don't show it when you're in the company. We've talked in private. Otherwise, the employees of the company will gossip. That group of women can't do anything else. One gossip is worth two."