Chapter 1775

He has the capital of narcissism.

Tang Qing slowly withdrew his sight, holding the quilt to look for clothes.

"Xiao Fengting, where are my clothes?"

The man looked at her, smile, but did not say anything, got up to bring her clothes.

It's a white dress that she can't name. It's very elegant. It's decorated with slender white tassels at the knee.

Tang Qing hesitated a little: "where are my clothes?"

"Then go out and have it washed." He was quite a gentleman this time. He didn't continue to tease her in the room. He told him to "change clothes and go downstairs to eat". He opened the door and went out.

Tang Qing looked down at the exquisite dress on his hand.

The complicated and elegant patterns show how luxurious the dress is.

She has never worn such a skirt.

She felt in a trance that a world she had never touched was unfolding in front of her eyes. As long as she was willing, that elegant and beautiful man would bring her an experience she had never had before.

But in this world, is there really someone who is good to her for no reason?

If Tang Yi doesn't cherish her, she can't just abandon herself and become the plaything of rich people.

We can't continue to fall down like this. The more we depend on that person, the more we can't get away easily. After all, he and she are not people of the same world.

Tang Qing thought of this, sighed softly, got up to put on her skirt, and then went to the bathroom to wash.

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the windows of such a large restaurant are almost clear. The bright sunshine in the early morning shines through the transparent glass window, reflecting a shallow pool of gold on the black marble dining table.

The man in a white shirt is sitting at the table, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.

His wrist naturally fell down, and the string of green Buddha beads which he had set on his right wrist was shining with round light in the sun.

Although this man is frivolous, frivolous and frivolous But now he sat there quietly drooping eyes posture, or let people palpitate.

God gave him a good family background, also gave him the top appearance, sometimes God unfairly makes people doubt life.

It seems to feel the sound of her footsteps. Xiao Fengting put down the newspaper and turned to look at her. His lips were slightly smiling: "come and have a meal."

The table is Tongcheng very daily breakfast.

It's just that the appearance is much more delicate than what she eats in the shop.

Tang Qing sat down with some formality and drank a mouthful of jujube porridge. The sweet and sticky taste spread on the tip of her tongue, which gradually revived the bitter root of her tongue after a night of hangover.

"Are you still used to the taste?"

Tang Qing nodded: "very good to drink."

Xiao Fengting smile, beautiful face in the sun against the heart.

Tang Qing takes back her sight from his face. She lowers her head and drinks the red date porridge in front of her. Then she puts down the dishes and chopsticks and says to Xiao Fengting: "Mr. Xiao, the clothes you lent me last time were broken by me. I will pay you back the money after a few days."

With that, Tang Qing obviously felt that the smile of the man in front of him slowly converged. His eyes, which were clear and warm in the golden sun, also narrowed slightly.

Tang Qing licked her lips, a little nervous. She knew that she would not be very happy about these Xiao Fengting.

"This dress..." "I'll clean it up and give it back to you," she said in a low, cramped, low voice

Xiao Fengting said coldly, "didn't I say that? If you don't want it, just throw it in the trash

Tang Qing shook his head: "then you take it back and lose it."

Xiao Fengting leaned back and squinted at her face.

"What do you mean now?" He asked.

Tang Qing also felt that it was a little too much to turn his face after others' drinking.

Tang Qing lowered his head and asked softly, "Mr. Xiao, why are you so kind to me?"

Xiao Fengting asked, "what do you think?"

A faint confusion appeared in her eyes, and she shook her head very honestly: "I don't know."

"I'm after you, don't you understand?" He seemed to be extremely angry with a smile, leaning back on the back of his chair and could not help saying, "is it that you are too slow or my pursuit is not obvious enough that you ask such a question?"

“……”

Tang Qing lowered his head, frowned, or shook his head.

"Sorry." She stood up from her chair and said to Xiao Fengting, "I still can't accept it."

Xiao Fengting slightly raised his head and looked at her. He was silent for a moment, and then asked faintly, "are you unable to accept my pursuit of you, or are you afraid that I will pursue you?"

Tang Qing was slightly stunned: "afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

What is she afraid of?

Afraid to like another person, afraid that she is not worthy of others to like, she has lived in the shadow of Downing for too long, long enough to dare not expect others to like. Without Downing's excellent self, do you really deserve to be admired by others? Afraid of this.This question is too sharp, suddenly poked in his most inferiority, even refutation can not be refuted.

Tang Qing's face slightly pale, which makes her look a little fragile, she slightly shook her head, "I'm going back."

Xiao Fengting sat on one side and looked at her coldly.

He didn't speak.

I'm afraid it's I was angry with her.

People like him have never pursued a few people in his life, and those who refuse him like this probably She's the only one.

Tang tilted his head and whispered, "Mr. Xiao, I'm going home."

Then he turned and walked out of the dining room.

Xiao Fengting did not chase after him.

She didn't feel anything in her heart, but when she came out of this villa, the sun was shining on her, and she felt empty in her heart.

Tang Qing stopped, turned his head and looked at the magnificent villa behind him for a moment. Then he took back his sight and walked away slowly.

She came in from outside the restaurant, chewing on apples.

Xiao Fengting sat in his original position and continued to read the newspaper.

She looked at his expression and said, "she really left."

Xiao Fengting did not lift his eyelids.

Xia Ning chat came over and sat in the position Tang Qing had once sat in: "in fact, I don't quite understand. If you really take a fancy to the face of others and turn people around directly, why do you have to go all out to pursue people like this? "

Xiao Fengting said faintly: "I just think it's better to be in love with each other."

"Deceiving others' feelings will be punished by God."

Xiao Fengting gave her a cool glance: "when are you so noisy?"

Xia Ning chatted and coughed slightly, then corrected her face.

"She doesn't look like she can afford it. Please be kind."

The man leaned against the chair with his face propped up, the sun shining like gold on his perfect and flawless face, and his look was apathetic with no emotion.

"You talk too much." His tone is a little cold, "do what you want to do, not everything needs a reason."