Reborn Queen Fan

Following behind Albert without thinking, Tang Yu looked at the "new world" in front of her eyes after the sliding door opened, and was speechless for a long time.

He is not an overly enthusiastic person, so even if he moved to a new house, he never went to visit the neighbor across the way to say hello or something.Coupled with his own work, since he moved here, he really hasn't met the neighbor who lives across the street.

However, no matter what, he knew that the opposite side of his house was inhabited from beginning to end.

But now...

Apparently, the great blond noble has obtained the right to use this house through some means.

Tang Yu looked at the four-poster bed with thick curtains hanging in front of him, and the blond nobleman sitting inside the bed.

Thanks to the Jade Emperor, at least Harris didn't think about bringing this huge antique bed into his home.

Obviously the house layout is exactly the same as his own, but Tang Yu's bedroom at the moment is twice as big as the one in his own home.It seems that the wall between the bedroom and the living room should be removed.

In the spacious space, the exquisitely carved antique big bed lies in the middle of the house, which has been specially raised to a certain height. The curtain similar to his room is hung at the damn sliding door, but unlike Tang Yu's room, there is no Install sound-absorbing cotton.

Tang Yu felt that it must have been discarded because Harris thought it was not beautiful enough.

But is it really okay to tear down walls at will like this? Is there really no problem with the real estate agent?Under Tang Yu's seemingly calm appearance, his heart began to roar uncontrollably.

Also, casually opening a door in his bedroom to come out, it should be considered a crime to do so.

Tang Yu remembered that there was not even a thing called a lock on the sliding door.

So Harris' so-called solution is to restore his house to its original state, but forcefully occupy his opposite door, and then open a door to his bedroom at will without saying anything.

"Mr. Harris, is this the way you said to deal with it?" Tang Yu asked Harris, who gave him a look, in a tragic tone.

"Well, isn't this method good?" It was another rare long sentence, but Tang Yu obviously had no time to care about it.

"Okay." Tang Yu, who was standing, snorted, knowing that he had no way to resist, so he said hello rather insincerely.

But unfortunately, ordinary people can hear the uncomfortable tone, and the blond Bingshan nobleman obviously can't understand the sadness in it.

He looked straight at Tang Yu with unemotional eyes, as if wondering why he hadn't tucked into the quilt even though he was already wearing comfortable home clothes.

"Mr. Harris, I still want to read a book for a while. Maybe it's better for me to go back to my room." Tang Yu accepted Harris's handling method, but it didn't mean he didn't make some efforts.

The wall can't be patched back, but he can still choose to rest in his own room, can't he, anyway, his dear little bed has returned to his bedroom well.

"Then bring the book here." Harris, who spoke too many words, but who obviously couldn't beat around the bush, said directly, without even giving Tang Yu a chance to persuade her.

"Then I'll interrupt." He said through gritted teeth.

However, when Tang Yu climbed onto the extremely soft big bed and nestled into the large quilt that had been warmed by someone, the blond nobleman seemed not to let him go.

"Aren't you going to read a book?"

"..."

For the first time, Tang Yu hoped from the bottom of his heart that it would be better for Harris to maintain his noble and glamorous image and keep his mouth shut.

"Ah, I forgot, I'll go get it now." Reluctantly getting up from the bed, although Harris's bedroom maintained a comfortable and appropriate temperature, Tang Yu still shivered from the sense of loss when getting up from the bed.

"Put it on." The soft and comfortable robe came down from his head.

"Thank you." After gathering the clothes on her body, Tang Yu sadly found that the clothes on her body had grown by more than a little.

Holding a book, she nestled into the big bed from the new nest. The heat from the people around her came from too close a distance, and Tang Yu's body quickly warmed up.

Tang Yu has a Chinese book in his hand. In fact, there are not many books in his apartment, except for some books about models, which are Chinese books he occasionally picked up from a few Chinese students studying abroad.

There are everything, romantic novels with similar plots, collections of essays by famous writers, and some books on health preservation, just for the sake of not forgetting the original self after being in an unfamiliar environment for a long time. .

But this time, it was just a temporary excuse that Tang Yu came up with casually. Tang Yu just randomly took a book about diet therapy from the bedside table.

So every time you turn a few pages, you can see several pictures of brightly colored medicinal food.

Tang Yu swallowed her saliva, the celebration banquet of fashion shows that mainly focused on interpersonal communication was usually not enough to eat except for drinks.

Calmly closing her eyes, Tang Yu immediately closed the book in her hand, said good night to Harris, who was also reading quietly, and lay down, intending to fall asleep quickly to suppress the feeling of empty stomach.

But maybe it was because Tang Yu really didn't eat much during the celebration banquet. The more Tang Yu wanted to sleep with his eyes closed, the more empty his stomach felt.

So when the blond aristocrat finished his reading time and habitually held Tang Yu in his arms and was about to fall asleep, his stomach, which Tang Yu had so neglected, finally couldn't help but explode.

"Gululu..." A clear voice sounded in a dark and quiet space.

Tang Yu felt that she must have blushed from the bottom of her neck to the bottom of her neck at this moment, and buried herself deeper into the soft quilt like an ostrich.Even though her face was almost pressed against Harris' firm chest, Tang Yu didn't seem to have any intention of moving.

"Are you hungry?" Harris, who hadn't yet entered the dreamland, obviously heard the cry.

The night light at the bedside was turned on, and looking at Tang Yu who was next to him, Harris stretched out his slender white hand and raised the chin of the man in his arms.

Tang Yu looked at Harris, who was looking at her seriously, with a serious tone, as if as long as he answered yes, the blond nobleman could ask his almighty butler to make a hot supper in the next second.

Of course, Tang Yu also believed that if Harris wanted, Albert would definitely be able to make a supper in a short period of time with his inhuman action, even if what he wanted was a table full of Chinese.

I was about to shake my head, but unfortunately my stomach rebelled again, "Gululu..."

"Some, but I'll just go back to my house and eat something." With the honest answer of the body, Tang Yu hoped from the bottom of his heart that this matter does not need a third person to know.Sitting up, Tang Yu was already planning to go back to her house, cook instant noodles, and eat them until Harris fell asleep.

"..."

Responding to him was the soft, sweet and sour food that the noble stuffed into his mouth.

"Eating too much before going to bed is not good for your health."

Tang Yu's eyes widened in surprise. In the dim yellow light of the night light, the sharp-edged face of the blond nobleman seemed to be thawed, with a soft smell.

I must be so hungry.

Tang Yu said to herself silently in her heart, while chewing the overall unknown thing that Harris stuffed into his mouth.

The soft outer skin is also wrapped with a moderately sweet interior, and the comforting stomach seems to have finally stopped restless.

With the long, solid arms of a certain nobleman across her waist, Tang Yu looked at the almost completely exposed chest facing her, and unexpectedly felt a little drowsy.

Slowly closing her eyes, Tang Yu fell asleep in the cold smell belonging to Harris that she had gradually gotten used to.

Harris looked at Tang Yu who was clutching the pillow and had closed his eyes. The dim light shone on his fair face, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow.

The blond nobleman pulled up the quilt in a rare and gentle way to ensure that Tang Yu had no other place exposed except his head.

The hand under the quilt gently pulled Tang Yu over until the other person leaned against his shoulder, and Harris left a light kiss on Tang Yu's forehead.

The half-closed eyes seemed to reveal a little charming gleam, and it seemed that it felt really good to have someone lying on the bed together.

(Xiaoha’s method of solving the problem can definitely be said to be a different way. Xiaotang probably has no hope of getting rid of this uncle with insufficient emotional intelligence in this life, so Xiaoha’s gentleness and consideration when facing Tang Yu will be slowly shown to everyone It's in front of me~ Thank you girls for Zhizhi, and girl Ai Xiaojiu for your reward, I will work hard and update~ Girls, please continue to beat me~~~)