Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Aunt Chen was a little surprised when he heard what he said, "Pillow, I came here that day, it seems it was just one."

Does anyone come to get a pillow specially?

Tang Yu didn't say anything, hung up the phone, looking at the pillow on the bed.

He picked it up, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it... his eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was a little surprised and intriguing!

Put down the pillow again and dialed Meng Qingcheng, "Don't deal with it here in Xiacheng, just leave it. Aunt Chen cleans it regularly. In addition, don't throw away the contents, and don't need any of them."

When Meng Qingcheng received this inexplicable call, he only felt that Tang Yu was also inexplicable.

Isn’t it just getting rid of the chicken soup, now it’s abnormal again?

Before he had time to ask, Tang Yu had already hung up the phone, did not stay here much, and soon left. Now he mostly lives in the rose garden——

...Later, he and Pei Qiqi lived in the same city without overlapping.

He was not used to it at first, and over time, he gradually got used to it.

He was waiting, waiting for the little girl who took his pillow.

This time, he wanted her to come back by herself...

This time, he will not soften her heart!

As the New Year is approaching, Old Man Lin's health is not very good. In order to make him happy, Sheng Yuanweiya this year is very lively.

Meng Qingcheng managed it alone, and tried his best to find some programs to make Lin Zhennan happy.

But no matter how good the show is, it is no better than a grandson-in-law!

Among the crowds of red, willow and green, Tang Yu held the hand of an elegant and refined girl named Sun Feifei, from a good family, a piano learner, and a good temper.

Tang Yu chose her as the female partner of the opening dance, which is considered to be acquiescence to the father's arrangement.

Lin Zhennan was really happy, her complexion improved a lot, and she couldn't help but boast to Lin Yun on the side that this baby girl looks good.

Lin Yun just smiled and did not speak, but it was not good for Tang Zhiyuan and Zhao Ke to listen.

"No matter how good, there is no one named Pei Qiqi who looks good!" Even Tang Zhiyuan sighed.

Zhao Ke didn't say anything, just staring at Tang Zhiyuan, knowing his thoughts in her heart.

Pei Qiqi looks like a man, and he would take another look, let alone Tang Zhiyuan, a passionate seed.

In fact, Zhao Ke didn't want to come today. On such occasions, it was always inevitable to meet... Zhao Ke was not afraid to see Lin Yun, but only when he saw Old Man Lin, he didn't dare to be arrogant and stayed peacefully beside Tang Zhiyuan.

At this time, Zhao Yi walked to Lin Yun gracefully, smiling and not knowing what was said, Lin Yun smiled lightly and put his hand on his hand...

Zhao Ke glanced at Lin Yun from time to time, humming coldly in his heart... pretending to be.

Not only Zhao Ke saw it, but Tang Zhiyuan also saw it.

The most unpleasant thing is that Tang Zhiyuan is now. He watched his ex-wife glamorously being held in his arms by other men. Zhao Yi's eyes were brighter than a 220V light bulb. He was vomiting with the look of the money. To die.

And when you dance, you dance, and the arms are so tight, is it necessary to put it on a small waist?

He didn't know what it was like to hold that waistline! ! !

Tang Zhiyuan has never forgotten Lin Yun. He remembered that he was drunk once and drove the car to Lin Yun's residence in the middle of the night.

When he came into contact with her, the long-lost blood came. That night, he actually felt that Lin Yun was even more beautiful than Zhao Ke... He caught her and kissed, and he succeeded.

Lin Yun kissed him for about a minute, and then slapped him without hesitation—

After that, he was driven out.