Chapter 1640

Qianmiao quietly looked at his head, and could feel the change in his aura when he couldn't see his expression.

Obviously not as cold as before.

She glanced at the card in her palm and thought to herself that it might not come in handy.

She moved her lips and said, "Is it OK if you don't take a shower?"

The man turned his face back, maintaining the solemnity he had just now, and watching her silently.

Three seconds later, a low male voice rang out: "No."

What he heard was negative, but Qianmiao smiled.

The body suddenly jumped over his brain, made an instinctive move, and opened his arms to him.

The man still frowned, but there was a faint smile on his lips.

"Tang Qianmiao, I'm having a serious conversation with you." He did not respond to her "want to hug".

Qianmiao raised his eyes and his eyes were pure: "Oh, so, don't you hug me?"

He had no choice but to turn his head and laugh again.

Turn your face back and return to seriousness.

"Next time, do you dare to be so impulsive?"

Qianmiao's eyes rolled for a moment.

Should she lie?

The time of thinking has made her miss the opportunity to answer.

The handsome face of the man, which had finally relaxed, was slowly tightened again.

He knew that she did not include this matter in the ranks of "serious things".

The room suddenly became very quiet.

Qianmiao keenly sensed that the atmosphere had changed again, and only thought in his heart that the value of the two cards was exhausted, and the man became angry again.

The fire not only came back, but also became more severe than before.

She turned the card in her hand and wanted to change to a fire-fighting one.

Before she could find the right card, the man turned around and walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

Qianmiao was a little distressed after he was hit back.

After he came out, she didn't find the opportunity to continue handing the card with him.

Because he was either making a phone call or answering the phone, he had no intention of paying attention to her at all.

She picked up the clothes and went to take a shower.

It is her fault that she must be the man's hair.

She doesn't like quarrels and understands that when two people get along, one is stronger and the other is weaker. This is how to get along.

If both sides are very strong and do not give in to each other, they will only suffer losses.

She has seen such an example long ago.

The bathroom door is closed.

Feng Xian looked back and said to the person on the phone: "If you have anything to do, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, he quit the phone directly.

He pinched his eyebrows lightly, his eyes full of helplessness.

Walking to the bed, he saw what she was hiding under the pillow.

When I took it out, I saw that there were seven or eight cards similar to those just now, like the little girl cartoon characters, either acting cute or acting cute or crying.

Each card has a different message. The more you look down, the deeper the smile on the corner of his mouth.

The last one: Smile to my master.

He frowned slightly, but still smiled.

Then he picked up his cell phone and recorded it one by one into the album.

Qianmiao took a shower and subconsciously glanced at the card he hid under the pillow. It was the same as the position just now, and the man probably didn't notice it.

She glanced at him, and he was sitting in front of the computer to read the information.

She lifted the quilt and lay onto the bed. After lying down, she opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling and thought about ways.

When filtering out the cards just now, it seemed that each one was almost meaningful, so I simply didn't need it and found another way.

Perhaps she was too tired, and as she thought about it, her eyelids closed disobediently.

Half dreaming and half awake, she felt the place beside her sinking and someone lay down.
Chapter completed!