Mr. Flower

"I haven't regretted it..."

Listening to Fu Hengyu's words, Tong Xiang felt that this expression of sincerity was really touching, and couldn't help but glance at Mr. Yang, who was reaching out to take the veal from his plate, with no expression on his face.

"Mr. Fu, where is your car? I'll take it to you." Tong Xiang smiled when Quan Dang didn't hear it.

"It's just right, Mr. Fu has other things to do..." Yang Yiyue watched him eat the last bite, and helped Fu Hengyu say his farewell.

Fu Hengyu's eyes were still looking at Xiao Jungan, but Mr. Yang could only listen to what he had to say... Immediately stood up and pointed towards Tong Xiang.

The two walked out one after the other.

Fu Hengyu stretched out his hand, "I'll take a bag..."

Tong Xiangquan pretended not to hear, and put the two bags together in his hand, Fu Hengyu didn't expect it, staggered a bit, and said with a smile: "You gave me both, how can we add WeChat. "

Smiling and looking down at Fu Hengyu who was bent over to carry the bag again, Tong Xiang said, "Mr. Fu is really enthusiastic, but I didn't intend to hand over to you, a noble person..."

"We have to deal with each other, we can talk a lot..." Fu Hengyu was not discouraged at all, Mr. Yang gave the money, and he wanted to talk to Tong Xiang no matter what, "I still have photos of Mr. Yang when he was a child , the doll carved in powder and jade is so cute..."

Hearing this word, he felt wrong, the car lights flashed, the trunk opened, Tong Xiang glanced at Fu Hengyu's messy trunk, smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, hurry up."

"Don't..." Fu Hengyu threw two pockets into it, "Let's have a chat when you have time, come, get your phone..."

"No need." Tong Xiang wondered if part of the money was for Fu Hengyu to tell Tong Xiang honestly. In order to completely reject it, Tong Xiang reached out and picked out a leopard from a half-open bag in his trunk. Lace items...

That thing hadn't been fully picked up yet, Fu Hengyu suppressed it, and said with a smile: "Show me some face."

"What I want to know, I will ask myself. I won't tire you." Tong Xiang helped pull down the trunk lid and clarified the words.

Fu Hengyu didn't speak, and after closing the trunk, he looked at Tong Xiang again and again.

Tong Xiang didn't mind his scrutiny.

"It's all fake, don't believe a word." After Fu Hengyu finished speaking, he went to the front of the car.

Fu Hengyu's car drove away, and Tong Xiang regretted it on the back foot, and scolded himself in his heart: "What are you trying to do, where can I ask? If I ask, I want Mr. Yang to tell me..."

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When I left just now, there were seven pieces of veal and a small bamboo shoot in the bowl, but this time, there was only one piece of veal and half a small bamboo shoot left, and what was left was the hard and unpalatable part ...

"You left it all for me, how can you still eat it?" Tong Xiang's face was broken, and he wanted to go to Yang Yiyue.

Turning off the phone screen, Yang Yiyue pointed to the inside of the shop and said, "I ordered it again for you."

"Two hundred or one hundred and eighty?" But he was dead, so much cash was all brought by himself.

"Two hundred." Yang Yiyue didn't believe that he didn't open the bag to look, "What else do you want to ask, continue..."

"You really mean?" Tong Xiang picked up a few pieces of Xiaojun liver, and gave half of it to Yang Yiyue, "This one is also delicious."

"Since you don't add WeChat with others, you can only ask me." Yang Yiyue ate one, and it was really delicious, but the knife was too ugly.

Thinking that he had been looking at his phone just now, the small report from Fu Hengyu came really fast, as expected of Xiao Yang who can always give so much severance pay...

"Then the first one, how did you manage to make him so obedient, and it doesn't even have anything to do with you?" Tong Xiang was originally about to be jealous, but when he saw the sexy clothes for women, there are two possibilities: Playing this game with men, Fu Hengyu's taste is too heavy, and Mr. Yang can't tolerate him. You can see that the silk suspenders he bought are covered with dust.Then it can only be the latter type, he must be a serious and straight man, he has a lot of desire for girls, and he has a lot of work.

Pick up the edamame and put it in Tong Xiang's hands, "Peel off." Yang Yiyue saw that his eyeballs were gurgling and ruined his family's plan to let him have a relationship with Fu Hengyu, so he decided to get some benefits for himself, watching this guy I'm about to rush forward and tell myself to be honest, and I must let myself go slowly.

Tong Xiang stretched out his hand sharply, and said, "I'll cook it for you tomorrow, and I promise it will taste better than this. The spicy taste of his family is a bit heavy..."

Seeing Yang Yiyue eat more than a dozen small beans but didn't have anything to say, Tong Xiang decided to change it to a multiple-choice question, "He asked a girl to play with flowers and you caught him. He made a serious mistake, and he obeyed your advice?"

Yang Yiyue didn't move at all, and even smiled at Tong Xiang.

"A decent straight man can't bear your liking, and feels guilty, so he followed him?" Tong Xiang peeled another edamame, and put it in Yang Yiyue's palm even more like a dog.

"Officer Pu has contacted you?" Yang Yiyue saw his smug look, grabbed Tong Xiang's hand, straightened his fingers for him, and put the beans in his palm, "You answer one question, I answer one." question……"

"I asked you and you haven't answered yet?" Tong Xiang smiled, he was anxious and jealous just now, and forgot about this, so he said Mr. Yang is insidious, really insidious...

"Start with your answer." Yang Yiyue took two small county livers by himself, dipped them on a plate and ate them slowly.

"Does that mean you can ask me one more question after I finish my answer?" Tong Xiang smiled brightly, "Really, Mr. Yang, if we continue to calculate like this, we don't have to worry about getting Alzheimer's disease..."

"Forget it if you don't like it..." Yang Yiyue almost wrote the words "indifferent" on his forehead.

"I'm back." Tong Xiang ate the little beans that Mr. Yang had handed over from Mr. Yang, and after saying two words, he looked at Yang Yiyue with a smile, "It's your turn."

"I think I'm at a disadvantage. I shouldn't ask right and wrong questions, I should ask open questions. Do it again." Yang Yiyue refused expressionlessly.

"You want to ask twice more..." Tong Xiang laughed and shook his shoulders after snatching a small county liver from Yang Yiyue, "You are too much, Mr. Yang..."

"What did Police Officer Pu say?" Yang Yiyue didn't care about his statement, and asked again.

"Pu Xinyuan said that he couldn't eat well and sleep well, so he applied to call home one more time." After speaking, it went too far, and took away the potato chips that were hanging out of Yang Yiyue's bowl.

"Yeah." Yang Yiyue snorted watching his banditry, then reached out to look for potato chips.

"Aren't you going to answer my words?" Tong Xiang looked at him and felt that he had been deceived.

"I want to go back." Yang Yiyue found a bunch of potato chips, took them all off and put them in a bowl, then raised his head and said, "The policeman you investigated has taken action, so what happened to the side that sold the fans back then?"

"Emotions were just a question?" Tong Xiang glared at Yang Yiyue with bulging eyes, and then wanted to grab Yang Yiyue's potato chips. Who knew that Yang Yiyue had predicted his banditry and turned sideways with the bowl in his hand.

"If I say yes and you ask another... I can ask another question. "Dan Feng glanced back at Tong Xiang, and Yang Yiyue pursed his lips to keep himself from laughing.

"You don't need to ask, I'll tell you the truth." Tong Xiang decided to settle this matter before he was played to death by Mr. Yang.

Yang Yiyue picked up a piece of potato with his chopsticks and put it in Tong Xiang's bowl.

Pretending to be puffed up and eating potato chips, Tong Xiang said: "I could have worked with Huanxi, the former fan sales boss, to get to know each other in depth, but I was disturbed by some wealthy second generation..."

"Aren't you also coveting the money of the rich second generation?" As a rich second generation, Yang Yiyue is very self-conscious and wants to stab Tong Xiang, "Going deep into the tiger's den is not something to brag about."

"You're right." Tong Xiang was convinced when he stole another piece of potato from Yang Yiyue.

"So, you're very excited now, what's the next step?" Yang Yiyue asked after eating to save his last piece of potato, "It's been 25 years, so it's hard to find out."

"It's so difficult, didn't you find it?" Tong Xiang realized what he meant, and asked Yang Yiyue.

"If you want a way out, let's see what benefits you can give me?" Yang Yiyue also looked at Tong Xiang, finally revealing his plan.

"I don't need a way, I need you to tell me yourself." Tong Xiang shook his head, smiled and approached Yang Yiyue, "You asked Fu Hengyu to tell me, why don't you want to tell me yourself, and save money...you don't have to give him So much, it’s not good to spend a lot of money.”

Pushing away Tong Xiang's face, Yang Yiyue stretched out his hand to pinch the iced soy milk, took a sip and said, "Isn't the third party clearer?"

"But I only believe in you..." Tong Xiang said it as a matter of course.

Fingers moved on the cold soy milk glass bottle, and every time they moved, a cool feeling spread from the fingertips to the heart. Yang Yiyue certainly knew that Tong Xiang had seen through his trick and stopped on the edge of the pit. Yang Yiyue I also know that "but I only believe in you." What he said is pure and natural without half a lie. Yang Yiyue also knows that he honestly told himself what he did, and it may not be comprehensive, but basically it is okay...

Yang Yiyue still had the intention of retreating in his heart, and just as the retreat was sweeping through, Tong Xiangnuan's palms were pressed against Yang Yiyue's wrists, "You win, eat veal."

The aunt who brought the food over there directly put the plate in Tong Xiang's other hand, and after putting it down, Tong Xiang took more than a dozen pieces of veal and put them into Yang Yiyue's bowl.

Seeing his slightly trembling wrist being held by Tong Xiang, Yang Yiyue didn't speak, just looked at Tong Xiang, his eyes met, Tong Xiang smiled and said: "I eat more of this plate of veal, you eat less , I didn’t even eat it just now…”

"Fu Hengyu asked me to go to his summer house to celebrate his birthday. I went and was tied up at the door." Yang Yiyue knew that he couldn't help trembling when he first said this. His hands were shaking more than before.

"Stop talking, eat this..." Yang Yiyue's hand trembled in the palm of Tong Xiang's palm more than before. Tong Xiang regretted it. He should have thought of it long ago. Yang Yiyue, who made Yang Yiyue sleep with the lights on, said that he was a jerk.

"But you only trust me..." Yang Yiyue smiled.