twenty one(1/2)
It is said that "the first level of official position is to kill people." Tang Ning is now personally feeling what it means to be higher in seniority, and she can have no power to fight back.
"But Cheng Xu is my brother."
Tang Ning's mind was running rapidly, and he said with a reasonable and reasonable basis, "He doesn't care about me..."
The implicit meaning in her words was that she could control her, and there was more than Cheng Huaishu.
Cheng Huaisu was not in a hurry and patiently argued with her: "Then...what is Cheng Xu going to call me?"
"uncle."
Her voice was sweet and firm, and she realized that something was wrong when she said it.
"Well, or call me again?"
Cheng Huaisu stood in front of her from a high place, staring at her lower eyes, her eyes full of jokes.
Only then did Tang Ning realize that he had been tricked.
The old man's rank is too high.
She was a little overwhelmed.
"Let's get a win."
After he finished speaking, a full smile rippled in his deep eyes.
Tang Ning:?
When she was alert, she was like a furry rabbit.
It is just that little tricky thing that is not enough in Cheng Huaishu's eyes.
It was late autumn, and he wore a windshield jacket in a jacket, and the gray gun made him look very good.
Looking down, the man's legs were long and tight, and the belt outlined his thin waistline.
Pulling down the zipper, the squeaking autumn wind passes through the chamber, and the jacket is temporarily placed on his arms.
Before Tang Ning could react, Cheng Huaishu had already squatted down, shook his coat, and tied it neatly around her waist with fabric of two sleeves.
The place where the jacket hangs down just tightly covers her exposed delicate skin.
Originally, he could feel the chill, but now Tang Ning is truly surrounded by the warmth wrapped in his coat.
Cheng Huaisu bit the cigarette and brushed the ashes lightly, "Go and see, is that okay?"
The car window next to it can be used as a mirror.
Not to mention, it's really like that.
It's not like the straight male aesthetic she imagined.
This jacket looks like a man's style, and it always tastes a little sovereign when worn.
Before Tang Ning could think too much, he unconsciously clenched his palms and heard him say idlely: "If you are not ugly, just wear this first."
She opened the car door, afraid that she would wrinkle his coat, and her legs were tied together, with a little cramping.
He turned half of his body and pulled the safety belt to her.
Wooden incense invades again.
She slowly lowered her eyes and could see that the short head was close to the scalp. The man's eyelids were very thin, and the subtle and transparent blood vessels were vaguely visible.
But as soon as you raise your eyes, your eyes are like a swift leopard, sharp and clear.
Tang Ning thought that in four years, I wonder if he would recall the days when he was temporarily blind.
Or perhaps, if the performance troupe had not reunited in the military region, their lives might have developed on the established trajectory forever.
Now that's the case, it seems pretty good to treat him as an uncle.
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Cheng Huaishu opened a navigation and the tea restaurant at his destination was near the business district.
Cheng Xu booked a location and came directly from the airport, and came earlier than them.
The young man who used to be careless has now become a little calmer, with his black trousers and his sitting posture is a little loose.
Tang Ning hadn't seen Cheng Xu for nearly a year or two. His company was busy with affairs and his focus gradually shifted abroad. However, every time Cheng Xu came back, he would meet her.
Su Hui always talked about Cheng Xu's situation intentionally or unintentionally, saying that although there were many Yingying and Yanyan around Cheng Xu, he had never looked at others in front of him.
Compared to the past when he liked to linger in the "gold cave", Cheng Xu is indeed much more restrained now.
Cheng Xu stood up from his seat. His height was not much lower than Cheng Huaishu, but he could just feel the inexplicable overwhelming aura on the other side.
Cheng Huaishu made a pocket with one hand, his eyebrows were cold and his eyes swept over. Cheng Xu was obviously stunned. He still maintained the etiquette of his younger generation on his face and took the initiative to speak, "Uncle Cheng, long time no see."
"Well, it's been a long time."
He quietly pulled a stool in front of him and asked Tang Ning to sit down before he sat down.
Cheng Xu felt the atmosphere was a little weird.
He had heard Tang Ning say that Cheng Huaisu was coming together before, but he found it incredible.
But when people really appear in front of you, Cheng Xu can only understand it as a way for Cheng Huaishu to care for his younger generations. I hope his guess is correct.
Tang Ning was no longer psychologically burdened when he saw Cheng Xu, and smiled so hard that Divortex Yingying said, "Brother, you treat this meal."
Cheng Xu smiled and replied, "Okay, please come back."
It sounds intimate.
Cheng Huaishu: “…”
In a harmonious atmosphere, he tapped the table with his knuckles and said without any doubt: "I'll invite you."
Tang Ning:?
Since she mentioned that she wanted to meet Cheng Xu before, she suspected that Cheng Huaishu was very targeting Cheng Xu.
Why?
Is it because of his relationship with Cheng Baicheng that he also has to confront Cheng Xu?
After saying that, she blinked at Cheng Xu again: "Then let the uncle come and invite him."
Cheng Huaisu did not agree and asked Cheng Xu calmly: "Just come back from abroad?"
"Well, I just finished a commission."
Cheng Xu held his hands in a proper manner, but he realized the hostility between men in an instant.
Cheng Xu glanced at the watch and pushed the menu in front of Tang Ning: "Ningning, see what you want to eat?"
She ordered a few of her favorite foods and asked Cheng Huaishu to continue to choose.
After waiting for the order, Cheng Xu also picked up curry fish eggs for her with public chopsticks: "You can try this, it's delicious."
"Thank you brother."
She was so soft that she always sounded a bit coquettish.
Cheng Huaishu's expression was unwilling and he didn't say a word on the dining table.
He thought of what Li Siming said again. Maybe the little girl thought he was old, but Cheng Xu was not a few years older than her.
However, Tang Ning was very happy to eat, and he could listen to Cheng Xu talk about his experiences abroad from time to time.
Finally, after a long meal, when Cheng Huaisu went to pay the bill, Cheng Xu caught a glimpse of the coat tied around the little girl's waist, which looked very similar to Cheng Huaisu's dressing style.
He pushed down his gold-framed glasses, his eyes dark and unclear.
After leaving the tea restaurant, there happened to be a shooting balloon to win gifts in the mall.
The boss pulled a banner, which attracted the attention of many passers-by. Someone who was idle would come forward to try it out.
Tang Ning looked at the prize doll hanging on it and thought that An An's schoolbag seemed to be in this style.
When Cheng Huaishu saw her watching the baby stop, he couldn't even walk the road he liked?
He knew it in his heart and signaled to the boss, "Let's have fun."
Tang Ning wanted to stop: "Little uncle, I..."
But Cheng Huaishu even gave the money, so it was useless for her to clarify it.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Huaishu misunderstood her taste and really thought she also liked childish dolls like children.
The position of shooting balloons was divided into two sides. Cheng Xu was unwilling to fall behind, rolled up his sleeves and joined the childish game: "I'll come too."
Tang Ning was completely not good at this game, so he stood by and watched.
Since both men are tall and long legs and have a elegant appearance, they attracted many young girls to watch after a while.
The boss reminded: "You can hit ten balloons in a row and choose whatever doll."
Cheng Huaishu had practiced in the army, and this kind of balloon-kicking activity in shopping malls was like a pediatrician for him.
His arms spread flat, half closed his eyes, counted down for a few seconds, and began shooting without hesitation.
To be continued...