Chapter 70

Feng Xie didn't sleep. Most of the time, his sleep was very poor, and it was not so easy to solve.

His eyes opened slightly, and he saw Tangyue sitting in front of the table, practicing calligraphy.

She rolled up her sleeves, held the brush in her hand, and wrote very seriously.

She was very quiet and was always with her.

Feng Xie looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes heavily. Originally, he just wanted to squint for a while, but when he opened his eyes, it was already an hour later.

Tangyue folded two bright red kapoks from the yard and put them in a vase. When the breeze blew, the purple curtains swayed on the table.

The whole room lit up a bit.

Feng Xie clicked his tongue, and he looked around. This room, since Tang Yue came, has been basically occupied by her, and it is full of her breath.

There are her bath towels in the bathroom, emitting a fragrance anytime and anywhere, her pink mouthwash cup and toothbrush are placed on the washstand, and she has planted many flowers in the yard.

She was like a hamster, constantly moving things into his room, and in the end all traces of her were left behind.

"you're awake?"

After Tangyue placed the flowers, she turned her head inadvertently, and saw him open his eyes.

"Um."

Looking at it from his perspective, the red flowers set off her fair face, which was so delicate and charming. He rolled his throat, feeling a little thirsty for no reason.

Tangyue smiled: "It's almost time, let's go have lunch."

Feng Xie got up from the bed, and said with deep eyes, "Remember what happened tomorrow."

tomorrow……

Tangyue's mind turned for a while, and she remembered what happened tomorrow.

She wanted to accompany Feng Xie to the company.

"good."

Coincidentally, she can also go to find out about Feng Xie's work.

...

The next day, before the alarm clock rang, Tangyue woke up. She changed into a work outfit today, wearing a black and white long skirt. The material of the suit is very textured. She was a little more sassy than usual.

As soon as she came out, Feng Xie squinted at her.

He was half leaning on the bed, and the beige shirt on his body was not properly put on, revealing a large part of his chest, looking extremely lazy.

"Why do I feel that you look a bit like a person now?"

Tangyue's current demeanor was quite different from her usual one, he felt as if he had seen it somewhere before.

But there are many people he comes into contact with every day, and he didn't remember it for a while.

Tangyue froze for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on her face: "There are so many people in the world, it's normal for some people to be similar."

She stood in front of Feng Xie, looked down at him, and said softly, "I'm already healed."

Feng Xie stared at her, suddenly hooked his lips, and hooked his hands at her: "Come here."

Tang Yue obediently walked over.

She wears work clothes as if it's all for herself.

Feng Xie suddenly reached out and hugged her in his arms, her face pressed against his chest tightly, feeling a touch of warmth.

Tang Yue quickly raised her head, and quickly turned her face away: "It's getting late."

Feng Xie hummed, but he didn't let go of her, he hummed lazily.

Tangyue: "...."

Um what.

Don't rush to start tidying up.

She whispered, "What are you going to wear today?"

"casual."

Feng Xie stretched out his hand to play with her hair, his face was full of indifference, he didn't make any movements.

Tang Yue remembered the clothes he usually wore, and frowned slightly: "Let me help you find clothes."

Feng Xie didn't speak, but let go of her, and looked at her with interest.

Tangyue took the opportunity to come to the closet. The closet was very big and contained a lot of clothes, all of which were the latest styles of the season.

Every once in a while, the housekeeper would fill up Feng Xie's closet, but Feng Xie didn't care about it at all, he was still wearing his usual clothes.

Tangyue took out a dark gray suit, a white shirt, and a dark gray tie.

She stood still and asked, "Do you like this set?"

She thought the color matched him well.

Feng Xie narrowed his eyes, sized her up, and lazily said, "I don't like it."

Um?

She thought this set was pretty good, but Feng Xie didn't like it.

"Then what color do you like, I'll help you find it."

Clothes are what Feng Xie wants to wear, of course he has to consider whether he likes them or not.

"black."

"good."

Tangyue quickly found a black suit, and when she took out the suit, she looked down and saw that she was also wearing black and white.

Could it be that Feng Xie wanted to match her up.

She walked to Feng Xie's side and handed over the suit.

Feng Xie didn't pick it up either, he put his hands on the buttons and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his strong and strong chest muscles, and then he threw the beige shirt aside.

He is the type who looks thin when he is dressed, and has flesh when he takes off his clothes. He also has strong muscles in his arms, which are not very obvious, but they look very powerful. The looming abdominal muscles extend down to the waist of his trousers.

Tangyue was forced to finish watching.

"Come here, help you wear it."

Feng Xie looked at her with dark eyes, and said it as a matter of course.

Are you three years old? Won't you wear clothes?

Tangyue thought so in her heart, but walked obediently to his side, she removed the clothes tag, unfolded a brand new white shirt, and put Feng Xie's right hand inside.

During this process, Feng Xie kept watching her.

He was very cooperative and put the clothes on in no time.

Suddenly, Feng Xie stood up, with a pair of pajama pants under him.

Tangyue's movements paused, and she buttoned up the buttons for him naturally: "You put on the pants yourself."

Feng Xie said with a half-smile, "Your service is not thorough."

"I've put them all on, and put on my pants by the way."

With his hands on his belt, he was about to pull his pants down.

Tangyue quickly put her hand on his hand to stop his movement, she quickly said: "No, I didn't help others put on their pants, I'm not very skilled, you should put them on yourself."

This excuse was a bit clumsy, but Tangyue had no choice.

The weather is not too cold now, Feng Xie is only wearing a pair of trousers, there is really no way for her to help him put them on.

"oh?"

Feng Xie became a little interested: "Is this the first time you help someone dress?"

Tangyue nodded her head and said inexplicably, "Well, this is the first time I help someone dress."

She is not a servant. Before the Tang family fell, she was the eldest lady of the Tang family.

"And didn't you help someone put on their pants?"

Feng Xie's voice rose slightly.

"No."

Tangyue didn't know why he asked these questions, and said lightly: "When I lived in the Tang family, I didn't do these things. Later, after my parents died, Tang Guodong and his wife let me live in the attic. Make me work as a servant."

After the death of their parents, Tang Guodong's family showed their true colors and treated her poorly, but for the sake of face, they still did a good job of superficial skills outside.

So she has never served anyone.

After Feng Xie heard this, she felt very at ease in her heart. Her movements looked so proficient, so it was her first time helping someone put on clothes.

He mercifully took the trousers from the side.

realized he was going