How to Deal with a Tsundere Gong - Chapter 9

If the six lines of sight are substantive, the laser will look at Xu Baichuan like a heart.

Whatever it is, there are eight hundred enemies on the enemy’s side. The distance between our dogs is one word to get in.

In the short time that Xu Baichuan was stunned, Tang Jin turned his head to look at him first, and moved his lips to stop talking; Cheng Xu, as always, smiled badly and beckoned to him; Song Yuyu was in front of him. Liang, with an eyebrow and a sharp smile, took the lead to stand up to meet Xu Baichuan’s arm, and said cheerfully, “Are you the Mr. Xu who helps take care of the distance?”

Far from Tang Jin’s nickname, except for a few friends who have been mixed with Tang Jin since childhood, no one knows. Ever since Tang Jin went to junior high school, he was disgusted by the family calling him the superimposed nickname, and even his parents accepted him. Xu Baichuan would know it, and occasionally heard Tang Jin’s grandfather called it once. Later, he felt that the novel and cute called Tang Jin, who was flushed with anger and shouted at him. He has always been able to follow Tang Jin, and did not want to upset him, so he left the name behind.

Xu Baichuan gave a subconscious glance at Tang Jin, and found that Tang Jin seemed to have heard him for a moment, and his eyes turned a little and fell on Song Yuyu.

Both Tang and Song families are more traditional big families. No matter which corner of the earth you usually travel to during the year, you must end as near as possible. On New Year’s Eve, members of the family must gather at the elder’s house and stay until the third grade. That day. Therefore, the seven years between Song Yiyu and Tang Jin are not in a vacuum, not to mention that the first two have video chats every few days.

Xu Baichuan heard it plainly. During so much communication time, Tang Jin never mentioned his name, so that Song Yanyu knew that he had to pass through Tang Jin’s parents.

Xu Baichuan: “…”

Also, Bai Yueguang and cinnabar mole are to be held on the apex of the heart, and messy things like him were stopped as early as Tang Dynasty.

Xu Baichuan smiled as decently as possible: “It’s me.” By the way, he sold his personal feelings: “Tang Jinchang mentioned you with me.”

Song Yuyu was quite happy: “Really? Did he not say good things to me?”

With such a short distance, Xu Baichuan had to look at someone he had regarded as a love rival for the past seven years-he had been praised for his white skin, and today he is the only person who has seen the white light in the legend. Let’s put it this way, Song Yanyu’s facial skin condition is enough to play a popular role in entertainment circles, and she is really a little prince who has grown accustomed to fear in her mouth.

And not only does it look like it, but the hardware also keeps up with it–not anyone who is comparable to Tang Jin ’s family and had some friendship with the previous generation. No one can casually call Tang Jin ’s parents, uncles, and aunts. Every time Xu Baichuan met two elders, he had to respectfully call Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang.

In the past, all people who were interesting to Tang Jin were included in the scope of seductive and cheap goods by Xu Baichuan, but they had to admit that Song Yuyu was not able to pick out faults in appearance, family history and connotation. In front of him, Xu Baichuan was not only a dog, but also a dirty stray dog ​​who was abandoned in the urban trash can.

At the end of this ridiculous relationship that lasted seven years, Xu Baichuan didn’t know what it meant to him, but it must have been hard work for Tang Jin, Liu Anhuaming another village.

Without enough time to tell a lie, Tang Jinqu raised his index finger on the table, pulled Xu Baichuan’s attention away, and frowned, “Why so late?”

late? Xu Baichuan raised his wrist subconsciously to look at his watch. Song Yuyu quickly retracted the hand holding his arm, and said, “I’m sorry, I’m so happy.”

He is well-behaved, exuding the atmosphere of high society, raising his hands to show his nobility, as if the background is not a restaurant box, but a holy and immaculate European church full of frescoes. In particular, Song Yanyu also carried a well-protected and innocent innocence, like a young and vigorous sun. Such a person is willing to say noble and dignified, even if there is full of anger, I am afraid that it will disappear.

It is indeed a little angel, and it really is flattering.

Unfortunately, no matter how good he is, Xu Baichuan annoys him in the end-flattering is indeed an advantage, but the pond fish caught cannot agree. Just looking at the eyes of Tang Jin and Cheng Xu, he was just too mean to be apologized when he just raised his lower wrist. He had no eyesight.

Fortunately, he is good at face work, pretending to be affectionate for so many years, and this degree of drama comes in handy. He took a virtual look at Song’s back, and by the way glanced at the time, ten minutes before the agreed time, he made no excuse and used a universal excuse: “The road is a bit blocked.”

Probably Bai Yueguang is beside him. Tang Jin is in a good mood today. Besides frowning his eyebrows, it quickly disappears. He puts his hands on the back of the seat around him and pulls back a bit. There seemed to be no sweep of Xu Baichuan.

Xu Baichuan stepped back quite understandingly and sat beside Cheng Xu.

I wonder if it was an illusion. The air pressure in the box suddenly dropped. He wondered to see Tang Jin and found that Tang Jin had turned his head and looked out the window.

Cheng Xu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said, “It’s been a long time.”

This kind of implied that he always put his position in the right place and tried to stop him. Since no one can see anyone, there is no need to pretend to be affectionate. Xu Baichuan responded with a perfunctory ruffle, and asked, “Did you just get off the plane?”

Song Yanyu: “I just arrived, they …”

Tang Jin suddenly interrupted him: “Don’t you know my schedule?” Leng snorted: “Don’t miss it, just don’t go back.”

It’s such a mean tone.

The moment he opened the box door, Xu Baichuan knew that today is by no means the best time for showdown. He has decided to postpone it, but changed his mind at this moment.

The best time to go to fuck, the villain suddenly realized that he regretted himself and decided to kill the youth in advance to reduce the difficulty of the plot?

He stunned his hands unconsciously, facing Tang Jin’s cold eyes and said, “I’ll take your approval then.”

Tang Jin frowned slightly: “What?”

Xu Baichuan laughed: “Resignation application.”