Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Rong Huang sniffed and stuffed the cute little pajamas that Tang had bought for her by passing by the mall two days ago and stuffed it into his suitcase.

This is what Tang Qian bought for her, and it belongs to her.

take away.

Take this one, that one.

Don't leave one piece.

Before the bad Tang!

Before Rong Huang had finished packing his clothes, he was taken back to the room by Tang Qian, who had returned from get out of class.

Rong Huang wanted to fight Tang Qian, but found that as long as she had this idea, she couldn't help but want to blow up her hair.

Then, Rong Huang was messed up again.

Rong Huang: QAQ.

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Rong Huang crawled out of the room.

And vowed never to play with Tang Qian again.

Tang Qian knew that he had indeed done it this time, and he didn't care about face or face.

The takeaway ordered a durian and knelt on it.

"Zub Zai, I was wrong. You can beat me and scold me." Tang Qian looked pitiful, but with a smile in his eyes, "Just don't ignore me."

Rong Huang didn't expect that when he was turning over to take the initiative, he was sore, he folded his arms around his chest and turned around to ignore people, "I'm very angry now, don't talk to me."

Qian Tang's expression was stagnant, and his eyes were deep, "Zai Zai, really don't plan to forgive me?"

Rong Huang blinked, saying that he would not forgive Tang Qian even if he died.

But for the eyes that were like ink dots before the Tang Dynasty, I suddenly became a little bit attentive.

"It's not that I can't forgive it." Rong Huang clearly saw Tang Qian's eyes lit up, and he hummed, "I want to eat a lot of delicious, grilled sausages, fried chicken, and Haidilao barbecue..."

Tang Qian sneered, and refused mercilessly, "No." Even if he was kneeling on the durian, Tang Qian still did not change his aristocracy.

"Have you forgotten the last time you ate barbecue and went to the hospital?"

Rong Huang puffed his cheeks, feeling that he would never love anymore.

Seeing Rong Huang's face in tears, Tang Qian felt a little softhearted, "I will make a full dinner for you tonight."

"Man Han Feast?" Rong Huang sniffed.

Tang Qian held back a smile, "Yes."

"Okay, okay." Rong Huang's little chicken pecked at the rice and began to look forward to it.

"Then can I stand up?" Tang Qian continued.

But this time Rong Huang was obviously not so easy to fool around. He raised his chin and said, "Dreaming!"

Then, as if he was afraid of being caught by Tang Qian, he clasped his phone and entered the room.

Before Tang: "..."

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"So you let Tang Qian kneel until the evening before cooking?" Dang Yue asked Rong Huang, lying on the table, with her head sideways and smiling.

Rong Huang felt that he was extremely domineering this time, and his whole body was filled with joy, "Of course, I am the head of the family."

"Then why did you two quarrel?" Dang Yue was a little curious about what Tang Qian did to annoy the little fool Rong Huang.

Rong Huang didn't know what he thought of, first he subconsciously supported his waist, then his face blushed.

"It just made me angry." Rong Huang whispered.

Dang Yue raised her eyebrows, just about to say something, suddenly looked at the collar of Rong Huang's clothes, "Rong Xiaohuang, what did you do with me behind?"

Rong Huang: "???"

"You little strawberry is good." Dang Yue cast a wink at Rong Huang, and then said with envy and hatred, "Are you trying to make me a single dog jealous?"

I really want to have a sweet love.

Rong Huang was wondering what Little Strawberry was. When he heard the latter sentence, he thought about it before and after, and his cheeks became even redder.

"Your Tang is here, I'll fetch coffee first." Dang Yue took the opportunity to escape.

Tang Qian put the milk tea in front of Rong Huang, and as soon as he sat down, he heard Rong Huang say, "Yueyue said that the little strawberry you planted for me is very beautiful."

Qian Tang: "......???"

"She is envious." Rong Huang continued.

Tang Qian looked at Rong Huang, who was shaking his head and drinking milk tea, with a headache, "Cab, don't tell anyone about this in the future."