Sweet Love: Ex-husband grows snacks

The expression on Tang Mosen's face looked very calm.

Even facing her like this, he didn't show a very fierce look.

Looking at Cui Enyao who was sitting next to her, he looked very happy, and kept chattering beside her without knowing what he was talking about.

The relationship between the two of them also seemed very close. From time to time, the two of them would bite their ears, and Xia Yuyang would turn around and smile at her with an unusually gentle expression.

Looking at the appearance of the two of them, Tang Mosen felt a strange emotion in his heart.

Although Xia Yuyang has been chatting with Cui Enyao on the surface, she has been paying attention to Tang Mosen not far away from the corner of her eye.

Xia Yuyang's movements also became a little stiff when he found that his gaze was always on her body and never left.

Even between the brows and eyes appeared a dignified expression.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Xia Yuyang stood up from his seat and whispered to Cui Enyao beside him.

Immediately, he bent over and walked outside.

"I'll go out for a while." Tang Mosen, who had been paying attention to her all the time, saw her go out, he quickly turned his head and said to Wen Feijin beside him.

He didn't even wait for the woman next to him to say anything, he had already stood up and walked outside.

"Crash--!"

Xia Yuyang has been in the toilet, listening to the voice coming from the venue, she was extremely nervous.

She turned on the faucet, and the sound of rushing water finally relieved Xia Yuyang's nervous heart.

After she finally calmed down for a while, she came out of the bathroom.

As soon as he came out, he saw Tang Mosen at the door.

He leaned against the wall quietly like this, even leaning forward slightly, with his hands folded in front of his chest, with a very quiet and steady feeling.

The incandescent lamp above his head shone on Tang Mosen's body, lengthening his shadow and adding a bit of maturity to him.

Xia Yuyang stared at him blankly, frowned slightly, and stopped straight on the spot without moving.

After hearing her movement, Tang Mosen turned his head slowly, raised his eyebrows slantingly, and looked at the woman beside him calmly.

"Talk to me." Tang Mosen looked at her standing there with a dull expression, and without giving Xia Yuyang a chance to react, he grabbed her arm, and the two walked towards the corridor together.

Xia Yuyang, who was pulled by him, tried hard to get rid of his restraint, but after several attempts, he still couldn't succeed.

"What are you doing! Let me go, Tang Mosen! Did you hear that!" Xia Yuyang stretched out his hand in dissatisfaction, and slapped his arm vigorously while shouting at him, feeling extremely nervous.

She kept looking back nervously, hoping that someone would come to rescue her.

However, no figure appeared.

Now, she only hopes to break away from the man in front of her as soon as possible.

Xia Yuyang could clearly feel the strong sense of oppression emanating from them, which was very dangerous and frightening.

She didn't want to have any conflict with this man at such an important moment in the game, and she didn't want to have any contact with him.

But it's a pity that Tang Mosen ignored his words at all, as if he didn't hear it, and didn't feel any pain at all.

"Xia Yuyang, what do you mean by participating in this competition? With your qualifications, you are not qualified to participate in this kind of competition. Cui Enyao really can rest assured of you." Tang Mosen pulled her hard, Xia Yuyang walked towards him uncontrollably.

Because Tang Mosen's movements were so important, Xia Yuyang's footsteps became a little messy.

After finally standing on his feet, he turned around again, and he pressed the whole person tightly against the wall.

Xia Yuyang looked at the person in front of him, and felt extremely ridiculous when he heard what he said.

"Does it have something to do with you? Whether I am eligible to participate in this competition is not up to you to decide, not to mention that you are not from Cui's company, so you have no right to tell me what to do here!" Xia Yuyang couldn't bear it He hooked his lips in a daze, with a look of disdain on his face, and said to him.

After saying this, Xia Yuyang shook off his hand very forcefully.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Tang Mosen behind him caught her again with sharp eyes and quick hands.

"Xia Yuyang, why are you doing this? What exactly do you want? Is it just to get my attention?" Tang Mosen shouted at her with red eyes. mad beast.

Tang Mosen didn't know why, but when he saw Xia Yuyang sitting with other men, why did he feel so irritable.

Xia Yuyang suddenly stopped struggling, but turned around and stared into his eyes with a funny look.

It felt like watching a big joke, not scared at all, not even nervous at all.

"Tang Mosen, can you stop being so funny, I do this kind of thing because I am a designer myself, and this competition is very important to me, so I want to come."

His emotions seemed a little excited, and his tone of voice suddenly increased a few decibels.

"Why do you use such dirty thoughts to speculate on others at will here?"

She scolded the man in front of her mercilessly, and her neither humble nor overbearing voice was full of sarcasm.

The words in Xia Yuyang's mouth made Tang Mosen stunned.

Dirty thoughts?

He silently read these words in his heart, and suddenly there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes this time, but endless indifference.

"Xia Yuyang, you have the ability to tell me what you said just now. If it wasn't for the reason you came here, how could you have worked so hard to climb into Cui Yanxi's bed? Aren't you just one, for your own purpose? You will betray yourself by any means..."

"Snapped--!"

The more Tang Mosen talked, the more excited he became, and he was completely speechless, and even his voice was completely roaring from his mouth.

However, he was only halfway through his words when he suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from his ear.

What followed was a burning pain on his left cheek.

Tang Mosen was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and rubbed his face.

He raised his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him who couldn't even take her hands back.