The most intimate thing that artist studios lack is clothing, and Fang Tao temporarily replaced Tong Luo's clothes.

"You are a little big." Fang Tao looked at his loose chest and subconsciously glanced at Tong Luo: "When you get married and have a child in the future, you will get bigger, tsk tsk."

This hit Tong Luo's pain point. There were no outsiders except Xiao Feifei, an ignorant little thing. The two women talked about this topic without any hesitation. "If you want to take it, your breasts will easily sag. Will it be easier to sag after giving birth and feeding? When I get old, will it become two cloth bags hanging on my stomach?"

This is when she was in the third year of junior high school. What a boy in the class scared her was the shadow of her life that she had never forgotten for so many years. Sometimes she would wake up from her dreams.

Fang Tao expressed his disdain with the experience of those who have experienced it: "You are really arousing hatred. How many people are envious of it is too late. I am afraid of sagging, so I do more maintenance and exercise more. Look at me." Fang Tao stopped and straightened her chest: "After giving birth, I didn't see sagging."

"Because you go from a to b!" Tong Luo continued to raise hatred with laughter.

The two sisters were joking and fighting, and Xiao Feifei, who was so confused and anxious that she was about to cry out - Moma and her godmother were fighting.

After lunch, Lu Zhi suddenly came over with a big bouquet of roses, and a young man from a courier company was following behind him.

"Sister Taozi, someone will send you flowers." Lu Zhi's gossip was full of heart. Only then did he realize that Sister Taozi was divorced, but someone pursued it...

Fang Tao's eyelids twitched, and she had some bad premonitions. She had collected flowers from someone in her life, that is, Zheng Wei. She later learned that he was good at using this trick to please women.

When she received flowers, she would definitely be full of joy, but now... hehe. "Is there a signature?"

Lu Zhi pulled the roses and found a card: "There is a pinyin, zw."

"Oh, can you withdraw?" As expected, Fang Tao sighed and asked the courier.

The guy probably has dealt with this kind of thing and responded calmly: "Sorry, we are online shopping, and only the buyer can initiate the return process on its own initiative."

Fang Tao did not continue to make things difficult for others. She told Lu Zhi directly: "See if you put it on the front desk to decorate it. If you don't look good, throw it away."

Looking at Lu Zhi's hesitant and curious expression, Fang Tao kindly explained: "It was given to him by his dead ex-husband."

Sister Lu Zhi looked surprised and entangled - Is this flower still dead or pretending to be dead? This is a terrible thing.

The peaceful life was suddenly disrupted by Zheng Wei's family. Fang Tao was in a bad mood all day long. At around five o'clock in the afternoon, she wanted to send Xiao Feifei home first and ask Tong Luo about the time to facilitate the pick-up and drop-off.

"I'll just go home with you, why do you have a few trips?" Tong Luo said indifferently, "You can draw pictures at home anyway."

"Don't you go to exercise?" Fang Tao looked at her and looked suspiciously. "I was very enthusiastic some time ago, but I missed classes these two days? What's the situation?" Will it have anything to do with the rooftop incident that night?

"Isn't the gym card application like this? I'm just looking for a moment of enthusiasm." Tong Luo didn't dare to show his guilt on his face, so he helped him make excuses: "I haven't completely cured yet, and I have to work overtime tonight."

Tong Future's actress queen has good acting skills, at least she deceived Fang Tao. After making a fuss for a whole day, Xiao Feifei fell asleep in Tong Luo's arms on the way back. Tong Luo touched her cell phone several times, but finally took it out - if you don't go, you have to continue to invite him if you don't want to leave. I have to continue to invite him to Mr. Shen every day, which seems to have become her habit.

Tsk tsk, in front of the uncle, slavery is inspired.

[Tongyan Wuji]: "Brother, I may not have come to exercise recently. I worked overtime these two days to get a set of drawings. I will go to xx immediately after I finish it. There is a scene to shoot, which may take one month."

After Tong Luo finished sending the message, he read both sides silently, feeling a little stiff in his tone, as if he would reveal his intention. She flipped up again, checked her chat with Shen Yuan, and tried to put her emotions into the usual situation.

[Tongyan Wuji]: "Brother, come on, I'm optimistic about you. When we meet next time, I'm looking forward to seeing your eight-pack abs."

After posting, Tong Luo looked at it again, and always felt that something was missing. After struggling for a while, she found two cute rabbits who "come on" and sent her expressions.

This should be almost done.

She was waiting for Chen Yuan's reply with some anxiety, but there was no prompt for "the other party is typing". Tong Luo tilted his head until the screen of the phone automatically went out.

In the past, Uncle Shen often replied to messages in seconds. He wouldn't be angry, right... But it may not be necessary. It's dinner time, maybe you're having a meal... or you're busy. Uncle Shen is busy with everything, holding meetings to investigate and negotiate documents, so he has no time to stare at his phone all day long...

Chen Yuanjin was indeed staring at his phone, and he couldn't say he was all day long, but at least when he was private and free, he stared at his phone.

There are various photos of Tong Luo downloaded on the phone, the advertisements they took together last time, and the video of Tong Luo participating in this variety show. Chen Yuan thought the video was too long and Tong Luo appeared too short, so he edited a highlight version of Tong Luo, which looked like about ten minutes, so he would make it easier for him to play it loop when there was no one.

He thought Tong Luo was particularly eye-catching in the camera, and he also felt that his editing level was good. Based on some secret and shameful mentality, Chen Yuan posted this video with his newly registered Weibo account.

After hiding alone in the office and watching the video again, Chen Yuan exited the screen with uneasy intentions and found the message from Tong Luo. Chen Yuan hurriedly clicked in and looked at it, and then blew it out of his voice, saying that he was so upset that he threw away his phone. Before the phone was gliding on the table, he was pinched back to his hand.

【yuan】: "You are just the energy you have for fishing for two days and drying the net. You are despised by your expression."

[Tongyan Wuji]: "Yes, yes, so I can't catch up with you even if I shoot you. You can set a good example for me, learn from you, and pay tribute to you!"

【yuan】: "Aren't you a fan of being a fan of the game? You have to film a supporting role for a month?"

[Tong Yan Wuji]: "Supervisors are also divided into main supporting roles!"

【yuan】: "Isn't it just a slut."

[Children's Face Wuji]: "Flower Fairy! Elf in Flowers! Angry expression."

【yuan】: "I am firm materialism, what kind of flower immortals cultivate immortals? I never watch such a mentally retarded TV."

[Tong Yan Wuji]: "Don't worry, you didn't list your unimpressive audience as an audience."

【yuan】: "Did you get your mind in the game when playing that variety show?"

Faced with Chen Yuan’s complaints, Tong Luo really wanted to beat someone up. Uncle Shen’s nickname should be Cobra, and the poisonous sac in his mouth is very powerful. Tong Luo was about to fight back, but suddenly found something was wrong - she didn’t tell Uncle Shen what role she was auditioning for?

——She didn’t tell Mr. Shen what games she played in the variety show, right?

How could Mr. Shen know?

An answer was about to come out in my mind, and Tong Luo's shame and anger turned into a faint sweetness. She decided that adults would not be calculating about the right and wrong.

[Tong Yan Wuji]: "The water that comes in was blown dry by the wind on the platform that day."

This time it was Chen Yuan's turn to stare at his phone and guess what Tong Luo meant. It's great, why did she mention the rooftop? Did she want to use this as an excuse to start discussing the topic of that day?

This hint is a bit obscure, but Chen Yuan thought of Qi Yin's teaching "men should be more generous and have a gentlemanly style", and he thought he would cooperate.

【yuan】: "We haven't calculated the accounts that day yet."

Tong Luo's face turned red and his heart beat faster. It's over. Why did he raise the rooftop? What should Mr. Shen do if he wants to settle the score with her?

[Tongyan Wuji]: "Question mark face expression, innocent expression, confused expression."

【yuan】: "Pret, you can do it again."

【Tongyan Wuji】: "I can't hear gifs if you say anything."

【yuan】: "Acknowledge if you have the ability to do it or not?"

[Tongyan Wuji]: "What expression? Surprise expression."

【yuan】: "Don't you even speak human words with guilt?"

Tong Luo's face was burning badly, not afraid, nor was he afraid, but he felt a complicated feeling of expectation and shyness. Her mind was messy, and before she could figure out how to reply to Chen Yuan, the news from Chen Yuan came.

【yuan】: "Or do you want to talk to each other in person?"

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A scholar in the sea of ​​sunny sky, a beautiful woman with flowers and a fan sends a kiss!

Uncle Shen took a deep breath and finally released me from the dark room! He held his breath and wanted to settle the score with Tong Luo!
Chapter completed!