Douluo: The Tang Poison Official Match

Modern Fan (2)

Footsteps sounded from the wooden staircase bent down from the second floor, and everyone looked up the stairs.

The old man and the old lady walking in the front are all dressed in Tang costumes. The old man is pure black, and his face is ruddy although his temples are white. He has a pair of eagle eyes that are not angry or majestic. The old lady is apricot-red and embroidered with large peony flowers. Time only adds dignity and wisdom to her beautiful face, and her smiling eyes always seem to be as warm as ever.

The two of them walked down, and Old Man Tang slowed down subconsciously, but the old lady speeded up in a calm manner. The tacit understanding between them made people feel enviable.

Tang Shan followed behind them. He wears a black shirt and cropped jeans with small feet, revealing a small section of his ankle, which is extraordinarily casual and lively. The smiling face is handsome and gentle, and the outline of the facial features is slightly deeper than that of ordinary people, and the face that is set off becomes more and more beautiful. The curvature of the corners of the lips is just right and moist. The clear blue eyes seem to have a gentle smile forever, but it is impossible to see or guess. The black hair is short and fluffy, and the tips of the hair scattered on the back of the neck are faint. Ink-blue colour.

"Good grandpa and grandma~ good Brother Shan~" Tang Hanxi stood up and said hello with a sweet smile.

"Hello grandpa and grandma, Brother Shan!" Tang Hanzhao cast a secret glance at Tang Hanxi, and hurriedly followed up to say hello.

Tang Hanyi silently glanced at the attentive dragon and phoenix fetus, his jaw line was slightly tight, and he said solemnly, "Grandpa and grandma, Xiaoshan."

The two parents also stood up one after another to show their respect for the two old people.

"Yi Yi, take a good picture of Xixi," the old lady laughed, her voice very soft, with the kindness that is unique to this old man, "Boss, you all sit down, three children. Sit down. Mother Zhao, let's serve the food. ."

The middle-aged woman standing at the door of the kitchen responded, smiling and directing the servants to serve delicate and delicious dishes.

The old man and the old lady sat on the main seat, Tang Shan pulled the first chair under the main seat and sat down, unwrapped the cuff casually and rolled up the cuff, revealing a thin forearm. The red string that was extremely inconsistent with his temperament was exposed.

A small and exquisite silver bell was tied to the red rope, which jingled with Tang Shan's movements.

Tang Hanxi and Tang Hanzhao looked at each other.

The red rope was brought on by Tang Shan one day when he was fifteen years old. After that, except for taking a bath, he basically never took it off, and he took it very seriously. Tang Shan’s friend and subordinate once accidentally spilled wine on the red rope that Tang Shan unwrapped when he was in a bath, which made Tang Shan, who had always been gentle to others, cold for the first time. The low pressure lasted for a whole week. The man was so frightened that he wanted to grab the ground with his head.

Tang Hanxi also boldly asked Tang Shan when he was in a good mood whether the red rope was given to him by Tang Shan’s lover, but Tang Shan just remained silent. Han Xi's heart trembled with affection.

But no one knows who Tang Shan loves deeply.

Tang Shan never said.

The family finished their dinner quietly, and then moved to the living room.

The butler Fu Bo served the tea, and the fruit plates and snacks were already prepared on the coffee table.

"Boss, come with me." Father Tang patted his wife on the shoulder and asked her to chat with the juniors. He glanced at the boss Tang Rui and walked upstairs on his own.

Tang Rui put down the black tea in his hand and reluctantly followed.

It has become a tradition of the Tang family that Father Tang calls his son to the study room after dinner at the monthly family gathering. Poor two big bosses in their 40s and 50s. They couldn't lift their heads even after being taught by their father. They had to nod their heads obediently.

Tang Hanxi took a piece of exquisite white jade cake and put it in his mouth, and licked the crumbs on his fingers smoothly. This action was seen by the old lady Tang and couldn't help but smile, "Xixi, why are you still licking your fingers when they are so big? Head?"

Tang Hanxi smiled and leaned over to act like a baby, "No matter how big Xixi is, is she still clinging to grandma?"

"You little girl." The old lady nodded her forehead reluctantly, but there was a loving smile on her face.

"Grandma, drink tea." Tang Shan put the health tea specially adjusted for the old lady in front of her, and sat down beside the old lady.

"Shanshan," the old lady asked with a smile, as if thinking of something, "have Shanshan found anyone you like? You are so old, and you should find someone to try."

Tang Shan said helplessly, "Grandma, I'm still early."

"How early? Your grandpa and grandma are already married at your age," the old lady was dissatisfied. "Yi Yi also talked about two things. You are still lonely and alone until now. Didn't you meet the right one? Or, let Xixi introduce a few to you? Isn’t Xixi going to A? Grandma heard that there are a lot of beautiful girls in that school."

Faced with the old lady’s jokes, Tang Shan could only follow. Tang Hanxi sat next to the old lady. He was energetic, and smiled and took out the phone to open the album named "Beauty" and turned it over to Tang Shan and the old lady. Look, "Look, grandma, I have a lot of photos here~ Brother Shan, just tell me which one you like~"

Tang Shan held his forehead, but was pulled by the arm by the old lady not to leave. She didn't want to disappoint the old lady. Tang Shan had no choice but to repress and watch the selfies or group photos of the lush young girls absently on Tang Hanxi's phone.

"This is Jiajia, the lively and lovely kind...this is Lulu, do you have a feeling of pity for me? This is Siqi, the super goddess is super fan, isn't it?" Tang Hanxi was excited. The old lady also echoed a few words with great interest, while Tang Shan was distracted throughout the whole process.

Until a profile picture appeared on the phone screen to replace the last girl with a sweet smile in a pure white gauze skirt.

"Ehhhhhhhhhh? I have saved the senior's photo in this album, so I said why can't it be found..." Tang Hanxi whispered to herself, Tang Shan just heard the word "senior" carelessly He glanced, but suddenly stopped his sight.

"Xixi, is this your senior? It's also a painter?" the old lady asked with interest.

"No, this is a junior in the computer science department. She is very familiar with the seniors in our studio and came to be our model." Tang Hanxi shook her head. As a Yan control dog, she can easily Write down the names and preferences of all the beauties, "Grandma, isn't he handsome?"

"Grandma thinks," the old lady looked at the young man in the photo and thought, and finally gave her comment, "He has a comfortable temperament."

Tang Shan stared at the photo blankly, her lips pressed tightly involuntarily.

The young man in the photo showed only a side face, and because of the sun shining outside the window, he couldn't see his facial features very clearly. He could only see a delicate outline. He lowered his head and fiddled with the fleshy, thin white fingers and dark green on the window sill. The succulents formed a sharp contrast.

As the old lady said, although the face cannot be seen clearly, the youth has a very good temperament, gentle and calm, elegant and indifferent.

Tang Shan was still in a daze, Tang Hanxi suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, ah, I'll just say why I look at him with an inexplicable familiar feeling! Brother Shan, take a look, do you think He is a bit like you?" She handed the phone to Tang Shan, "It doesn't mean that he looks like, or that's how it feels..."

Tang Shan accepted the phone in good faith, rubbing his fingertips on the screen of the phone quietly, and nodded calmly, "It's a bit like it."

That... the feeling of husband and wife.

Tang Shan returned her mobile phone to Tang Hanxi, as if asking casually, "study with your senior, and come back with a scholarship... By the way, what's his name?"

Tang Hanxi was completely undefended to Tang Shan's question, and replied grinningly, "The senior is called Shen Xiu, the one who cultivates the body and fits his family."

Tang Shan nodded and said nothing.

It was the old lady who looked at Tang Shan thoughtfully, then turned her gaze back to Tang Hanxi's coquettish voice.