"Okay, but I have to treat you today." Tang Xiaoran said.
Hearing this, Liu Genghong smiled and joked: "Although I have never been in the habit of asking women to treat guests, but looking at you like this, if I don't agree, I won't even be able to eat."
The humorous words made the two of them smile at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became harmonious and harmonious.
Tang Xiaoran smiled.
Sister Zhao is really nice to her. Since she wants to eat, she must go.
When it was time to get off work, Liu Genghong picked up the car.
Tang Xiaoran and Sister Zhao got in the car and told them the location.
It was hard to find in the small streets and alleys of Xiangjiang River. It took me a long time to find it. It was a cross-bridge rice noodle shop.
Liu Genghong was still standing at the door, lingering.
Tang Xiaoran turned around; "If you don't want to eat it, let's change it to something else. I only cared about my own preferences and forgot to ask you and Sister Zhao."
The environment here is a bit not very good. Rich second-generation people like this go to high-end hotels. It is normal that they are not used to it.
Sister Zhao spread her hands: "I have no problem."
"I don't have a problem either."
Liu Genghong waved his hand and walked in.
The store is small, but compared to the greasy outside, the inside is very clean.
Tang Xiaoran often comes to this restaurant to eat. There are many things that can be added to the rice noodles. She ordered ham sausage, coriander, and meatballs.
The landlady came over and asked, ¡°Would you like a big bowl or a small bowl?¡±
Tang Xiaoran asked Liu Genghong first.
He said he wanted a small bowl.
Sister Zhao said: "A rice cook must have a big bowl."
Tang Xiaoran replied to the boss: "Two bowls of big ones and one bowl of small ones."
It was cooked quickly, and the landlady came over with a smile and a casserole.
She was about to put the big casserole in front of Liu Genghong, but Tang Xiaoran stretched out her hand to stop her; "The big bowl is ours, and his is the small bowl."
Usually, men are like big bowls and women are like small bowls. But when it comes to her, it's just the opposite.
Seeing the surprised looks on the two people's faces, Tang Xiaoran didn't feel embarrassed or embarrassed, and said naturally, "I like the cross-bridge rice noodles here the most. I can't get enough of the small bowl."
The landlady was obviously pleased, and she narrowed her eyes with a smile.
Liu Genghong had a brisk smile on his lips, but it was rare to see such an unpretentious woman.
Liu Genghong tasted it: "It tastes really good, the soup is delicious."
Tang Xiaoran smiled and joked: "Do you regret asking for a small bowl now?"
With helpless hands spread out, Liu Genghong expressed that he did regret it: "I never thought that the taste here is really good."
Sister Zhao smiled and said, "Who told you not to listen to Xiao Tang?"
While eating, Tang Xiaoran's cell phone rang again, it was Uncle Liu.
She answered.
"Ms. Tang, the young master is going on a business trip for two days. The young master may have to trouble you to take care of him for two days."
Tang Xiaoran asked: "Who means this?"
Liu Shu said: "Young Master means it."
"good."
"The young master will be sent over in a moment."
Tang Xiaoran said: "I understand."
As soon as she heard this, she became a little anxious, and she couldn't help but speed up her eating movements.
Liu Genghong naturally noticed it and said, "Don't worry, I'll take you back after eating. Eat slowly."
Tang Xiaoran smiled: "Boss, pack another portion and take it away. Don't cook it."
She was afraid that the rice noodles would be soaked and swollen when she took them back.
"Bring it to whom?" Liu Genghong just said something natural.
"My son." She told the truth without hiding anything.
Hearing this, Liu Genghong opened his eyes in surprise: "Son, your biological son?"
"Yes, my biological son, the child of my marriage when I was 22 years old. My son is eight years old this year, but his father and I have divorced, and he and his father have divorced."
Tang Xiaoran never hides anything from others, and she said these words calmly.
¡°If Liu Genghong was really interested in her, he would probably give up after hearing this.
Liu Genghong closed his eyes; "Sorry, I seem to have asked something I shouldn't have asked."
For women, this kind of topic has always been relatively hidden, private, and even slightly hurtful. It is often taboo to mention it.
"It doesn't matter, these are undeniable facts. No matter who asks me, I will answer this way. I don't think this is something that shouldn't be asked." She was magnanimous and neat.
Liu Genghong really appreciates women with this kind of personality.
After finishing the meal without stopping, Tang Xiaoran paid the bill, took the rice noodles, and got into Liu Genghong's car; "I'm sorry that I couldn't make you enjoy your meal tonight. I will treat you again next time."
"Okay, I'm happy to eat soft rice again." Liu Genghong joked.
The car stopped downstairs. It still felt rude to drive away the guests like this, so she suggested, "Would you like to go upstairs and have a glass of water?"
Liu Genghong agreed, and the two of them walked up the stairs, but in addition to Jingxuan, they saw Su Zhengxiao at the door of the room.
Tang Xiaoran was confused.
Why didn¡¯t Uncle Liu send it here?
Su Zhengxiao¡¯s face wasn¡¯t very pretty to begin with.
At this time, it was completely gloomy, dark, like a black cloud pressing overhead.
Jingxuan was stunned for a moment. He stood there unable to recover. Tang Xiaoran waved to him, "Call uncle."
"Hello, uncle." He called politely.
"Hello Jingxuan, I came in a hurry today and didn't bring you a gift. I'm sorry." Liu Genghong looked at the child with a smile. He was very well-behaved and lovable.
"Come in, everyone, it's too cold outside." Tang Xiaoran opened the door, Jing Xuan walked in, Liu Genghong also walked in, and then she put her hand on the doorknob and was about to close the door.
Su Zhengxiao was standing outside the door. Seeing this, he quickly took a step forward with his eyesight and quick hands. He put his legs between the doorknobs and held on, his face completely gloomy.
Emotions, are you planning to shut him out alone?
"What are you doing here?" Tang Xiaoran lowered his voice.
"What did he do in there?" Su Zhengxiao's narrowed eyes fell on Liu Genghong through the gap.
"Jingxuan is my son, and he should come in and out of my place. And he is a friend I invited, so he will naturally come in. What about you?" Tang Xiaoran asked distantly.
After thinking for a while, Su Zhengxiao said, "I am Jingxuan's father!"
"But this is my room. I can make the decision myself. What does entering my room have to do with you being Jingxuan's father?" she asked.
"Since my son is in the room, I have to go in. It doesn't matter if you don't want me to go in, so just keep this posture. Anyway, I don't care."
Su Zhengxiao¡¯s voice was cold and calm.
As he spoke, his slender and powerful thighs squeezed harder into the crack of the door.
Tang Xiaoran was merciless and squeezed the door panel hard.
Su Zhengxiao¡¯s thighs were squeezed so hard that it hurt, and he frowned tightly.
The two of them maintained that behavior, deadlocked. She refused to let go, and he refused to move away. She secretly gritted her teeth while he exerted force on his legs. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com