Chapter 1767

He looked for the shadow of that person from one woman to another. Knowing that she had disappeared in the world, he still stubbornly searched for a woman who was similar to her. He tried to find the warmth he had felt from her body from those shadows --

Maybe God had pity on him, and it sent Tang Qing to him.

as like as two peas, she has a different face, but his face is exactly as striking as her.

He breathed out a puff of smoke, and inadvertently appeared in his mind that a woman's eyes opened wide to look at him in confusion and panic. The black eyes reflected his face, which was very clean and clear -

the aroma of memory slowly floated in his nose. He felt that his body, which had no impulse and heat all night, got hot again, and the man sighed gently Gas, put out the cigarette butts in the ashtray, turned into the bathroom and unscrewed the shower again.

*

as soon as Tang Qing woke up, he saw a hole in the skirt hem of his skirt hanging on the hanger.

"Tang Yi! What have you done? "

the man brought out a bowl of noodles from the kitchen, put it on the coffee table in the living room, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

"Sorry. Hand sliding. " His apology was insincere.

Tang Qing took down the skirt and held it in his hand. "Do you know how much this skirt costs?" How can she afford it?!

"I don't know." He still has a dead fish face.

Tang Qing took the skirt and glared at him fiercely. He went out to find the tailor to see if he could save it.

A moment later, she opened the door with a sad face and came back.

"It's just a skirt." Tang Yi has finished his noodles and looks at her.

"But it's expensive." Tang Qing glared at him, "I'll give it back to him."

"A rich man like him doesn't want you for a skirt."

"That must be returned to him." Tang Qing pursed his lips and said, "you don't get paid for nothing.". I'm not one of his. "

Tang Yi looked at her for a moment, then slowly withdrew his gaze.

……

Tang Yigang has just finished a list and doesn't need to go out recently.

In the evening, Tang Qing had dinner with him, and then uniform went out.

Tang Yi looked at her left back, then slowly withdrew her sight, looked at the skirt that Tang Qing had hung on the hanger again, and was slightly silent for a moment.

If he took Tang Qing away from Tongcheng --

at this time, he would have the opportunity to take her.

But there is no if.

*

as soon as Tang Qing changed his clothes, he was stopped by Jieling, who looked a little strange.

"Sister Ling?"

"Go to box 2203." Jieling's tone was a little stiff, "someone ordered you."

Tang Qing Leng for a moment, thinking about how so many people specially ordered her recently, but still obediently carried the wine to the side of the box.

As soon as she got to the door of the box, she heard a familiar female voice coming out of the box.

"The last dance in Nanchu was not very enjoyable. Would you like to dance for Mr. Fu again?"

The female voice that looks like a smile, with a bit of rebellious and frivolous.

Tang Qing's movement of opening the door was stunned.

I don't know what I'm talking about. Suddenly someone opens the door and comes out of the box. Tang Qing turns around and sees Luo Nan Chu walking from inside to outside with a sneer. She sees her and steps slightly, but doesn't stop. She just speeds up her pace.

She opened her mouth and wanted to stop her. She had not seen her for a long time since last meeting. I don't know how she is now.