Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

When she reacts, Huo Hanxiao has come.

Jiang Fanxing resisted twice, "Huohuo, stop it! I really want crayfish and spicy crabs. Let's order takeout "

at this time, she knew that only coquetry was the most effective, so she blinked and said," OK? OK, let's order take out, OK, OK ~ ~ "

Huo Hanxiao,"... "

Bite your teeth.

This woman is specially sent by God to torture him!

……

Half an hour later.

The door bell rang.

Jiang Fanxing gets up happily and gets out of bed barefooted, only to be dragged back by Huo Hanxiao.

"I'll take out!"

"I'll get it."

Jiang Fanxing refused, "no! Take your own takeout. It's delicious to eat! "

Huo Han clamors, "crooked reason!"

"Let me go!" Jiang Fanxing is struggling. Besides, how dare she let president Huo condescend to help her take out food? Will she live a long life.

Ran to the door.

"Take out?"

"Yes! It's "fairy little star lady?" Outside, the delivery personnel read their names.

Without waiting for him to finish, Jiang Fanxing opened the door and said, "it's me!"

"Your take out!"

"Thank you

The takeaway took an extra look at Jiang Fanxing. He thought he was familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was. He just thought that whoever dares to call himself "Fairy" must really be a fairy.

Sure enough!

Jiang Fanxing took the take away box, and the spicy taste stimulated her taste buds.

Tang and song came out of the elevator and saw a man standing at the door of Jiang Fanxing's room. He walked over curiously and found that he was a delivery man. He laughed at himself.

But when he was ready to turn around, he saw a figure reflected in the mirror at the entrance.

There was a sudden chill in his eyes.

The corner of the mouth is across the sneer smile.

Jiang Fanxing didn't notice the Tang and Song dynasties. He closed the door with the takeout box.

He walked to Huo Hanxiao happily, "it's really fragrant. Do you want to eat it? This shop is recommended by Qibao. She says it's decades old and tastes like Bashi! "

Huo Hanxiao doesn't like spicy food, but he doesn't reject it.

Especially to see Jiang Fanxing so happy, he thought the taste should not be bad.

"Good."

Ding Ding ~ ~ ~ Ding Ding ~ ~ ~ Ding Ding ~ ~

at this time, the doorbell rings again.

"Who is it?" Jiang Fanxing put down the takeout and asked suspiciously as he walked to the door.

"It's me, Tang and song."

Hearing the voice of the Tang and Song Dynasties, Jiang Fanxing's step is a meal, what does he come to do?

"It's so late. What's the matter?" Jiang Fanxing stood at the door and asked.

"I just talked with the director about tomorrow's play. I want to talk to you." Tang and song stood outside the door and said in a normal tone.

What about the script?

It sounds like nothing's wrong, but it's so late

"It's too late today, tomorrow morning!" Jiang Fanxing refused.

She still can't figure out what happened in Tang and Song dynasties. She seems to be hostile to herself, but They don't have much intersection. They shouldn't.

But more is better than less. In Tang and Song Dynasties, she was better to make less trouble.

What's more, Huo Hanxiao is still there.

If Huo Hanxiao saw her let another man into her room in the middle of the night, it would be too hard to wash when she jumped into the Yellow River.

But the most important thing is that she didn't like to have too much contact with the Tang and Song dynasties.

So she refused again, "I'm sorry, I'm ready to go to bed. I'll get up early tomorrow morning. Can we leave the restaurant for discussion? "

Tang and song outside the door pulled a smile of unknown meaning, "Jiang Fanxing, is there someone else in your room?"

Jiang Fanxing was so angry, "Tang and Song Dynasties, please come back!"

"Let me guess who it is? Director? Or the producer? Or Dou Jingran? Or Huo Hanxiao There are obvious explorations in the tone of Tang and Song dynasties.

But I don't know why. When he talked about Huo Hanxiao, Jiang Fanxing felt that he was not trying, but affirming.

My heart sank, thinking: did he guess?

What does the Tang and Song Dynasties want to do.

"It's not a shady thing for the night party gold Lord. Jiang Fanxing, open the door!" The Tang and Song Dynasties rang the doorbell again.

Jiang Fanxing thinks why this person is so upset.

Is there anyone in her room, who is her gold owner and what does it have to do with him?

"Tang Song! It seems that I don't care about your business, please don't disturb me again, deny that I have called the police! " Jiang Fanxing's cold voice is threatening.

The Tang and Song Dynasties, however, were not afraid. The laughter of the drama came, "call the police? Yes, I'll call you a reporter and help you make the headlines. "Jiang Fanxing really wants to be an adult. Why did the Tang and Song Dynasties pester themselves?

You're not in love with yourself, are you?

Believe it!

"What are you going to do?" Just as she was thinking about how to send the Tang and Song Dynasties away, Huo Hanxiao came over with a posture of opening the door. Jiang Fanxing glared and pressed his hand on the doorknob.

"He didn't want to know who was in your room? Make him happy. " Huo Hanxiao's face is not happy.

It's just for tonight. Tomorrow is the day he's banned.

"No! Huo Han, don't open the door! I'll take care of it! " If the Tang and Song Dynasties saw Huo Hanxiao, it would be a real big trouble.

"Don't you open the door? That's fine Huo Hanxiao takes back his hand. A meaningful smile is in his thin mouth. With an extension of his long arm, he hooks Jiang Fanxing and puts her on the stool in the entrance.

Jiang Fanxing glared at him again and closed his mouth tightly.

There's some sadness.