And more importantly, her principle is that once she has made a choice, she should be single-minded. Even if she does not love her, she has a commitment and she will not allow anyone to use this kind of thing as a talking point in the future.
She, Hu Yueyue, has always been upright, everyone has a past, and there is nothing she can't say to others. The only thing she feels sorry for Song Tianlang now is because of that unexpected gun battle.
Since those people were looking for trouble for her, her willful return to City H would definitely disrupt his plans and cause him unnecessary trouble.
However, at this moment, when Song Tianlang listened to what Hu Yueyue said, the tightness in his heart miraculously disappeared, and the corners of his lowered lips gradually rose, and a touch of tenderness flashed across his resolute and cold face.
He stretched out his big palm on Hu Yueyue's face, took off the cold towel, and said word by word: "I will not be robbed!" He paused for a moment, "You can go back, but let Lao Liu accompany you.
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Hu Yueyue was fascinated by the soft and low voice. Her heart skipped a beat, her face was slightly hot, and she pursed her lips, "Thank you, Song Tianlang!"
"Okay, quickly cover your eyes and go inside to eat. Grandpa will be worried if he sees you like this!" Song Tianlang's big palm covered Hu Yueyue's head again and rubbed it vigorously.
Hu Yueyue frowned, her whole face tangled together. She grabbed Song Tianlang's hand in annoyance and pulled it down hard, "Song Tianlang, this is my head, not a toy in your hand. Don't rub it.
It hurts!" I couldn't help but raise my voice. Is this girl addicted to rubbing?
Song Tianlang looked at Hu Yueyue who was a little annoyed, nodded calmly and said: "I know that's your head, not a toy!" The subtext is: It's because it's your head that he's interested in playing with it as a toy!
Hu Yueyue raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Tianlang with a look of disgust. Her lips moved slightly, "What's wrong!" She glared at him, stood up and hugged Bao and said, "Where is the bathroom!?"
"Turn left when you go out!" Song Tianlang said nonchalantly: "Do you want me to accompany you?"
"Whatever!" she replied angrily, and opened the door directly to find the toilet. At the sound of footsteps coming from behind, a smile appeared on Hu Yueyue's face unconsciously.
After entering the toilet and looking at herself in the mirror, Hu Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief. She was really swollen. But what made her even more speechless was that her hair was rubbed until it looked like a chicken coop.
Where did Song Tianlang learn this bad habit? I hate it so much!
While fuming, he first patted his face with water, then took out a cosmetic bag, then took out a cotton pad to wipe away the water stains on his face, then patted basic skin care products on his face. Then he took out some cosmetics.
After applying eyeliner on her eyes and applying a little mascara, her swollen eyes looked much better and more energetic. She usually doesn’t like makeup, but that doesn’t mean she can’t put it on, let alone her travels.
I don't have these in my backpack.
Taking a deep breath and looking at herself in the mirror, Hu Yueyue smiled. Then she began to deal with the hair that someone had rubbed into a chicken coop...
After everything was done, less than fifteen minutes had passed. After packing up and leaving the toilet, they met someone standing outside the toilet. Hu Yueyue smiled sweetly, "Okay, let's go!"
Song Tianlang was a little stunned, staring curiously at Hu Yueyue's face for about half a minute, and asked curiously: "How did you do it?"
The face is clean, and there is no messy color smeared around the eyes.