"Name? Tell me what's your name?" A soft voice floated from Tan Qing's lips.
The big sunglasses have been taken off, and he has a deep smile on his face, with an evil light in his eyes, and an attractive "evil aura".
"Sorry, I'm not used to telling strangers my name."
With a faint smile on her warm and pretty face, she said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
She could tell that this man was a playboy who wanted to hunt for women everywhere. Perhaps because of his face and his proud figure, women flocked to him.
But, unfortunately, she is not interested in him.
"It doesn't matter. With your mobile phone number, I can naturally check it. Anyway, I won't enter the words 'Anonymous' before your number."
Tan Qing looked at her with a smile, as if nothing could defeat him.
Wen Nuan was about to be offended by his rogueness. She took a deep breath and kept a faint smile: "My name is Wen Nuan, Wen Nuan Wen, Wen Nuan Nuan."
In the name of words, she always introduced herself this way.
"It's destined!" Tan Qing's slender fingers were typing his name into the phone, and she smiled softly: "Remember my name, my name is Tan Qing, Yan Xizao's Tan, the love of love, the homophone is Tan
Love, like your name, is also a word."
A ghost is destined to be with you! Are you talking about love? Are you talking about love?
What a playboy must do every day is fall in love.
After returning from the outside, Nuan Nuan took out Tan Qing's shirt and carefully washed it. Thinking of the way he smiled at her, she couldn't help but hum.
Damn man, when she left, he called her "Xiao Nuannuan" when he saw her again. His voice was ambiguous and made her want to bite him to death.
"Young lady, leave your clothes to me to wash."
After Sister Ping packed her things, she saw Nuan Nuan washing clothes and said hurriedly.
"No, it's just a shirt, it's been washed." Wen Nuan waved his hand briskly. This piece of clothing is very troublesome to wash. It can only be washed by hand, not by machine, and it cannot be wrung out. You have to squeeze out the water gently.
come out.
Although she has not yet graduated from fashion design, she already knows this knowledge. She is afraid that the servants will damage it if they are not careful.
I gently squeezed out the water, turned the clothes over, and was about to take them to the yard to dry, when I suddenly hesitated again.
This was a men's shirt, and it didn't belong to the second young master of the Leng family. It seemed inappropriate to put it in the yard. She frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered something, and a smile appeared on her lips.
Just put it on the balcony, since Leng Yan won't be back for a few days anyway.
After doing all this, Nuan Nuan took out a book on fashion design from the suitcase he brought with him, reclined on the soft sofa closest to the balcony, and read the book leisurely.
She likes fashion design. Although she has not graduated yet, her designs have won many awards when she was in school. Her biggest wish is to create her own clothing brand.
Although it was already afternoon, the April sunshine was still shining brightly. The warmth made her feel sleepy, so she simply took out a thin blanket at random, still holding a book in her hand, anytime
You don’t have to worry about catching a cold when you go to sleep.
"The young master is back."
The servant was preparing the ingredients for dinner. When he saw Leng Yan walking in, he called out respectfully.
"Where's the young lady?"
He narrowed his eyes and looked around subconsciously. He saw the car downstairs and knew that she had returned.
He went to sleep in the guest room next to her at midnight last night. He wasn't even interested in seeing what she looked like. But, inexplicably, he spent the whole day imagining what she looked like.