The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"You..." Tang Mohan froze, then reacted quickly, reaching out to grab the girl.

For as long as he could remember, no one had ever dared to rub his head, not even his elders.

She must be taught a lesson otherwise she would really be out of control!

His slender fingertips brushed past Xia Ling's wrist.

Xia Ling's reaction was very fast. When Tang Mohan was about to grab her, she had already rushed to the table.

In the next moment, she poked her head in from outside the door.

"Don't worry, I'm a man of my word. When I come back, I'll tell you everything you want to know!"

Tang Mohan's hair was disheveled, and his mood was a little bad.

He glared at the girl, vicious and without any lethality.

Seeing his dark face, Xia Ling smiled again. She withdrew and closed the door of the study for Tang Mohan.

*

In the shopping mall, Xia Ling bought everything inside and out.

In the end, the battle ended when she couldn't take down all the big and small bags.

She carried the big and small bags and returned to the small villa.

As soon as she entered the villa, she saw Tang Mohan in his pajamas.

He was half leaning on the sofa, his slender fingers swiping his phone, and his hair was still a little wet.

His handsome profile looked very gentle.

"You're back? " Tang Mohan turned off his phone, and his gaze fell on Xia Ling and the big and small bags she was carrying. "You did well in the battle."

Xia Ling: "It's okay."

Just bought some ordinary, comfortable clothes, which are also suitable for students to wear.

She also bought some skin care, altogether more than 10,000 yuan.

As for the bank card, Tang Mohan did not expect Xia Ling to return it to him.

In any case, more than 200,000, it doesn't matter, he used it casually, as if he gave the girl a big red packet.

Tang Mohan: "Then how are you feeling? Drink some water and continue the topic that we haven't finished talking about before?"

Tang Mohan was so curious that he couldn't even calm himself down as he sat there and did the latest version of 53.

In the end, he decided to take a shower and play with Hua Rong Dao in the living room. He stretched his fingers and waited for the girl to come back.

As for Xia Ling, when she saw that Tang Mohan had been waiting for her to come back, Xia Ling fell silent.

After her mask was exposed, Tang Mohan looked like a different person in front of her.

Could she not be so curious?

Xia Ling's eyes moved slightly and she smiled. "I can tell you, but in exchange, you have to tell me yours."

Tang Mohan asked, "What do I have to say?"

"Oh? If you continue to act like that, you won't be able to do it." Xia Ling's lips curved into a smile as she sat down on the sofa opposite him.

She knew the plot. How could she not know if Tang Mohan and mother Tang were fine?

However, Tang Mohan still had to tell her this personally.

After a pause, Tang Mohan said,

"If it's a trade, forget it, you don't have to say it."

"Your new hairstyle is very nice. Good night."

His voice was indifferent as he stood up and walked straight to his bedroom.

It was as if she had already walked into his world and was pushed out by Tang Mohan in an instant.

Xia Ling's brows gradually knitted together.

"Good night."

She stood up, took out her bank card and placed it on the table.

"Thank you for this money. I'll return it in the future."

"No need. You can keep the money. We're all members of the Tang family. I'll look for second uncle to ask for it later."

Tang Mohan did not turn around.

Xia Ling looked at him and her tone was indifferent.

"I just don't want to take the Tang family's money. Otherwise, I have it on my card too. Can't I spend the money on my own card?"