The man's instinct told him that it was not normal between Brother Tang and Da Xue.

God knows that because he was almost twenty before Tang, even a girl almost paled her hair without pulling her little hand.

What if Tang Qian could make a spark with Rong Huang.

As soon as Tang Qian sat down, Rong Huang smelled a puff of smoke and choked her into a sneeze.

Even Rong Huang's sneezing sound was quiet.

It's like a newborn cat, and it's milky.

Tang Qian glanced at her diagonally, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a slight sense of pickiness in his tone, "What's the matter? Sister Huanghuang."

Hearing the last four words, Rong Huang suddenly felt that his whole person was not good.

"No barking!" Rong Huang exploded.

"Sister Huanghuang..." Before Tang's words were finished, Tao Jing offered a glass of wine over there, "Brother Tang, here comes a new bartender, try it."

Rong Huang glanced at the wine in Tang Qian's hand, and then he could not remove his eyes again.

Of course Tang Qian noticed Rong Huang's scorching gaze, and loosened the wine glass toward Rong Huang, "Want to drink?"

Rong Huang licked his lower lip, and the chicken pecked at the rice, "Yeah, I want to drink it." I don't know if the peach blossom wine she makes is delicious.

Tang Qian handed the wine to Rong Huang. He hadn't drank it anyway, "Slow down..." Drink it.

Although this wine didn't feel much at first, it had plenty of stamina.

Tang Qian originally wanted to remind Rong Huang to drink slowly, but when he knew that the wine glass had just fallen into Rong Huang's hands, Rong Huang raised his head and took a few sips.

Then the wine glass is empty.

There was a hiccup when it was over.

Before Tang: "..."

"How do you feel?" Tang Qian raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows. Is this child lacking in heart?

Anyone who has a bit of a brain knows that wine does not take such a drink.

Rong Huang smashed his mouth, seemed to be aftertaste, shaking his head, a little disgusted, "It's not delicious."

Spicy tongue.

Seeing this before Tang, he didn't say anything more.

Even the wheelchair can be picked up and rushed forward. A glass of wine should not be poured.

Tang Qian went to get the same glass of wine as before. Just after sitting down and taking out his mobile phone, he heard Rong Huang's disgusting voice, "You smell so bad."

Qian Tang bowed his head in surprise and smelled it, right?

Although he is not like that motherly Yin Ling who likes to spray all kinds of men's perfume, he still loves cleanliness.

The laundry detergent on the clothes mixed with the lemon-scented shower gel smells very fragrant, where is it smelly?

"Smoke, smelly." Rong Huang sniffed, and at the same time moved the wheelchair aside.

A look of "You are so stinky, I want to stay away from you".

Tang Qian almost laughed, did she even care about his smoking?

It's not his wife, what do you care?

When this thought came out, Tang Qian was stunned, something flashed through his heart, "Really smelly?"

Rong Huang: "It smells so bad."

Tang Qian gave a tut, and didn't know what to think, he leaned forward, "Then I will go out?"

Rong Huang didn't realize that the distance between the two of them now exceeded the distance that ordinary men and women should keep, and he nodded obediently, "Okay."

Tang Qian chuckled, got up and walked out.

I don't know how the Rong family raised his daughter, so squeamish?

Tang Qian stood at the window in the corridor for a while, and then turned around like a pancake again, and continued to burn.

Feeling that the smell of smoke on his body was almost gone, Tang Qian returned to the box.

I thought that Rong Huang could really drink, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the head by Rong Huang as soon as he sat down.

Tang Qian touched the aching back of his head with a dazed expression, "What are you doing?"