[Chapter 33]: Account, Request (to)

There are countless high-hearted peacock-level women. In fact, Fan Xiaoxuan feels that she also belongs to the same category. At least those rich sons can show their charm in this regard by coaxing like flies. So I'm not very happy about this position of flowers on the surface, but I'm still a little happy, and I feel that I have a little higher sense of achievement than everyone. However, it seems that this sense of achievement did not work at all when used on the so-called Tang monk. He didn't tell him his phone number first, and was kissed inexplicably.

However, this irresponsible guy didn't have a phone call after finishing his work. From the moment of separation, he kept the phone and waited for the bell to ring. Although the number of rings in the past two days can be converted into three digits, there was no man who kissed him.

I can't help but feel a little depressed, but every time I pick up my mobile phone and call the other party, I feel that the other party will call the next second, and I keep warning myself: I'm a girl, be more reserved.

Since going to work, I have been thinking about the moment when I was kissed. Colleagues thought that she didn't sleep well. Some asked for warmth, some sold the labor to make coffee, and some even planned to massage her. However, this beautiful woman, who is respected by many men as a goddess, is actually thinking about a stupid man at this moment. If these people at the doctor's, master's degree and MBA level know, they really have the impulse to hit the wall. In the end, Fan Xiaoxuan couldn't stand it. She felt that she had to make a phone call. Although she didn't want him to ask, at least she could pretend to ask when to return his clothes and make an ordinary phone call.

Tang Monk, who was as busy as a wedding in the past two days, really forgot the rich little fox he kissed. He did not deliberately go to call the rich little fox, but he was really too busy these two days. However, it seems that this little fox really intends to make a promise with his body. Originally, Tang Monk still felt that he needed to work hard, and it seemed to be a kind of one that could be captured.

After receiving a phone call from the little fox, the other party asked coldly, "When will you return your clothes?"

There is no warmth at all, and there is no feeling of a little woman acting coquettishly to her boyfriend, which makes Tang Monk feel that the other party is already angry with him. I felt more happy that this little fox had been hindered by secular love. It seemed that a perfect love drama had begun.

"I still want to stay with you for a few more days." Tang Monk said with some embarrassment.

"Why?" Listening to the other party's embarrassed voice, it seemed to be accompanied by an inexplicable grievance. How did the simple little fox know that Tang Seng was really performing a tactic to capture the other party's heart.

"You can smoke the smell of my clothes when you wear them. In the future, when you are not by my side, I can still feel the smell of you and think of you. It makes me feel that you will always be by my side." Tang Monk said in a shy voice. At the other end of the phone, I heard the sweet words that the other party said from others that I was disgusted, but the words from the other party were so heartwarming that I couldn't help laughing.

In fact, don't blame sweet words for being useless. The only mistake is whether you use the right time and the right characters. And are you a character who can use sweet words to attack?

"Why didn't you call me?" Fan Xiaoxuan seemed to feel that her own deterrence had been sold by her uncontrollable laughter. Why can't she resist this local turtle man's tricks? His most mediocre move is that he doesn't have the ability to fight.

"I'm afraid that the kiss after the last separation is a fantasy dream that I had alone. With low self-esteem, I'm afraid of waking up from that dream. It's better to immerse myself in that dream for a few more days. By the way, I want to ask you, is that my dream?" An open-minded voice from the other side of the microphone really made Fan Xiaoxuan feel helpless. Why can a turtle-level person make himself so unbearable? However, Fan Xiaoxuan really didn't imagine Tang Monk as the kind of master of picking up girls. After all, if the other party picks up girls like this, the means are really clumsy, and in Fan Xiaoxuan's heart, Tang Monk is already a person he likes a little, and he can even express it with a little love, so she has completely melted into the other party's words.

"Hmm." Fan Xiaoxuan really didn't know how to answer. If she told the other party directly, you were dreaming at that time. If it was true, I would have slapped her already. She felt that she was hitting the person she liked. She was really afraid that the turtle-level figure and thought she was dreaming. If she says that it is not a dream, but a real thing, it makes the simple Fan Xiaoxuan feel that she intends to confess to the other party, so in the end, she can only use the word "hum" to express her dissatisfaction, so that the other party can try to understand the meaning of the word.

"Are you angry that I think of that as a dream? I just felt that a goddess-level figure suddenly came into my arms, which made me a little overwhelmed. All right. In order to show that I really hope that it is not a dream, I am willing to be punished. Tang Monk pretended to be a prisoner who was about to go to the execution ground.

"Whoever is angry with you, you can dream. What's the matter with me?" At this time, Fan Xiaoxuan was not angry at all, but she still liked to talk to this old man on the phone, and could only continue to play the little girl's temper.

"Why don't you care about your business? You are the heroine in that kissing scene. You can't forget the person who kissed you after only a few days. Tang Monk said righteously.

The two of them chatted enthusiastically like this, as if they didn't notice the passage of time. In the end, they could only hang up their mobile phones with hatred and tears.

Tang Monk's gentle performance has really not escaped the eyes of Murong Zixue who has been paying attention to him. Murong Zixue, who saw this scene, is really a little jealous in her heart. She is jealous of the heroine who can make her beloved man stage a sweet drama. Why has she been coldly looked at by the other party? It's difficult Are you not the type that the other party likes at all?

Murong Zixue, who was hiding in the corner, once again recalled her meeting and acquaintance with Tang Monk. She seemed to be trying to find the reason why she liked that man, but in the end, she still couldn't find it. Maybe she was the moth, the other party was the candlelight, and her fate was used to chase him until she died. Death.

The invincible Murong Zixue felt helpless for the first time and sighed deeply.

The mobile phone in my pocket rang, and I picked up the phone and answered it.

Murong Zixue's eyes when she received the phone call exuded a burst of panic, which seemed to make her mind remember the strong man beside Tang Monk in the bar that day.

Although I don't know much about BJ, I can know the seriousness of this matter from the tension in my cousin's words.

Murong Zixue can't help but want to examine once again what identity this Tang monk is, and why can he still be divine in BJ?

But it's one thing to have ideas and another to do.

At least at present, it is a big deal to plead guilty for my cousin. Looking at the tension shown by my cousin, it seems that it has really reached a dilemma.

"I want to talk to you." Murong Zixue, who appeared in front of Tang Monk, felt a little decadent in front of him for the first time, and even a little pleading.

"What are you talking about? What's there to talk about?" Tang Monk asked while looking at the message from the mobile phone.

"I beg you to talk to me."

For the first time.

It was so humble for the first time.

However, Murong Zixue didn't feel any grievance at all. It seemed that it was nothing to be humble in front of the people she liked. She felt that the humbleness at this time was the same as the case.

The two went to the rooftop. Tang Monk looked down at the whole QD, as if everything was under his feet. He had never been to the flagship rooftop. He really didn't expect it to be so beautiful.

"What do you want to say?" Tang Seng smiled and looked at the little girl who played a little trick in front of him from the beginning, then became self-righteous, and finally became modest and humble, and seemed to feel a little happy. Maybe this is really a good golden bird.

"Please let my cousin go?"

Once again humble.

This stunned Tang Monk and asked doubtfully, "Who is your cousin?"

"Qin Zhongbo."