Quick transimition: become the leading man's ex-wife

Chen CI breathed a sigh of relief: "OK, I'll go back first. Call me if you have something... In addition, remember to change the gate code."

"Good." Fang Tong should go down.

Then there was the footstep of the man leaving, and then the sound of the door closing.

Fang Tong took a long time to open the door of the bathroom. There was a shopping bag hanging on the door. She took the bag and found that it was a set of light colored sports underwear.

The style is very common and comfortable.

Fang Tong chuckled.

Maybe he also took a suit casually. This style is very suitable for high school students.

However, Fang Tong still felt very warm.

There was no lewdness or other bad feelings.

After all, every word and deed of a man is a gentleman.

After changing clothes, she came out with a lean meat porridge and a small wonton on the table. Fang Tong, who had taken antipyretic medicine, regained some strength and felt hungry now.

She was not polite, and sat at the table and ate two takeout.

When Fang Tong went back to the living room to observe the house, he felt that the whole environment was warm and pleasant.

It's not as cold and clean as a rented house. Even though the house is simple, it just has a sense of home.

Maybe it's just a panda pillow on the sofa, or maybe it's some green plants on the windowsill

It's the simple details that make her feel comfortable.

Lying on the sofa for a rest, Fang Tong got up and began to clean up his things.

Wet clothes are classified and put into the washing machine, toiletries are put into the sink for cleaning, and some clean things are dried with cloth, and water stains are put in order

It's midnight to finish all this.

Looking at the clothes and personal belongings on the balcony, she finally went back to her room to sleep with a smile.

This night, she had a steady sleep, but she still had some strange dreams.

The statement in the dream is always dressed in ancient clothes. He holds her hand with a pair of well-defined hands and writes on rice paper with a brush.

It's hard to be water, but Wushan is not cloud

As soon as the picture turns, his hand is holding her hand cutting vegetables in the kitchen, but her steady and powerful action makes her feel like an ape. Her heart is as sweet as honey.

There's holding hands and looking at each other, watching the sunset side by side, and even... More intimate kisses, hugs

That kind of feeling really made her wake up from the dream when the rhythm of her heart beat was chaotic.

It's like he actually kisses her.

But Mingming is usually busy, and she doesn't even have time to brush short videos, let alone watch costume idol dramas.

So how did these images come from?

It's incredible!

But fortunately, these intermittent pictures did not affect her overall sleep, just woke up in a trance in the morning.

Then she got a message from Fang Miao on her mobile phone: "sister, I miss you."

Fang Tong was cured in an instant: I'll go to the hospital to see you right away

Turning over from the bed, she drew back the curtains, and a room of sunshine poured into the room, as if the whole world had become clear.

Getting up to wash, looking at the slightly haggard face in the mirror, Fang Tong refueled himself, and then simplified his make-up.

But when she was ready to go out, she found that the clothes on the balcony were not dry.

She looked at her big white T-shirt and couldn't go out like this.

Just as she hesitated to call someone to help her deliver the suit, there was a knock at the door.

Through the cat's eye, she saw that it was the speech standing outside the door.