Chapter 587 Damn, I’m Impulsive

But Tang Yan didn't look at her. He had a cold temperament and sharp eyes. No one knew what he was thinking. Feng Shanshan thought to herself, with his figure and temperament, even if he was said to be a murderer and an undercover agent in the police station, some people would believe it. .

"Can you... smile appropriately?" Feng Shanshan asked Tang Yan, twitching the corners of her mouth.

"There's nothing worth laughing about."

Feng Shanshan: "..."

"I think I will probably fail the exam just because I see you looking so cold!"

"Then don't look at me."

Feng Shanshan: "..."

Sure enough, you can't expect too much from this man.

"I'm going home." Feng Shanshan took off her gloves and stared at Tang Yan fiercely, "You still want to stay here, right?"

Tang Yan glanced at her and paused for a moment before saying, "There are many things going on in the bureau."

"I understand." Feng Shanshan nodded without hesitation. After packing her things, she walked out of the police station. Tomorrow she had to go to school to review and have a miserable exam.

Tang Yan saw her walking out of the police station. It was such a cold weather at this time. After thinking about it, he chased her out and gave Feng Shanshan the car key: "Help me drive the car back."

"Don't you know how to open it yourself?" Feng Shanshan rolled her eyes.

"The bureau has a car."

Although Feng Shanshan was unhappy, she still accepted the car key from Tang Yan. The sports car has been driven, but the off-road vehicle has not yet been driven. Thinking of this, the gloom in her heart was swept away.

When Tang Yan returned to the bureau, he was immediately laughed at by other colleagues in the bureau: "Officer Tang, you don't want to give away other girls. What should you do if you are in danger this late at night?"

Tang Yan glanced at the other party and asked directly: "Why don't you go and send it off?"

"Look what you said, if I could be like you, tall and powerful, capable of both literary and military work, I wouldn't need you to tell me, right?" The other party smiled and said, "Officer Tang, you are such a workaholic. "

Tang Yan said nothing. How could anyone else understand his actions? Even Feng Shanshan thought that Tang Yan simply wanted her to drive the car back.

After arriving home, Feng Shanshan parked the car and opened the door to go home. Feng Shanshan was suddenly stunned because she felt that she had gone too far to occupy the magpie's nest.

She drove the car, she had the keys, and it was clearly agreed that she was just a bed partner, and nothing had changed. Why did she think she was the hostess here now?

Looking at the door of her house again, although it is deserted, it seems that that is her home?

Feng Shanshan didn't understand, so she took a shower and slept in the nightgown she brought over without thinking too much.

Tang Yan returned home early in the morning, but he didn't expect that he still woke up Feng Shanshan with his gentle steps. In other words, she didn't sleep well.

"People from the police force sent you back?"

"Yeah." Tang Yan nodded.

"But you didn't hear the sound of driving outside?" Feng Shanshan continued.

"I went to take a shower."

Tang Yan was too lazy to talk to Feng Shanshan and went directly to the bedroom to get a change of clothes.

"Workaholic." Feng Shanshan looked at the clock on the wall, turned over on the sofa, and continued to fall asleep. Anyway, she felt that Tang Yan was really weird in everything except his physical ability. Could it be a quirk developed from living alone for a long time? However, she didn't give up on herself because of one person.

Tang Yan entered the bathroom and saw green plants on the bathroom floor. He frowned subconsciously because he didn't like seeing these things in the bathroom. However, it was obvious that Feng Shanshan had put them in.

So, he went to the study.

The next day, when Feng Shanshan got up, she was ready to make breakfast, but what was rare was that Tang Yan hadn't gone out yet. She thought Tang Yan was a superman.

However, while staying at home, he didn't rest. Instead, he wore boxing gloves and hit the sandbag in a separate training room.

"You just can't sleep?"

"I thought you would have to go out at this time." Tang Yan ignored her and continued to practice boxing.

Feng Shanshan saw Tang Yan's smooth back and the crystal beads of sweat sliding down his body. At that moment, she felt hot all over.

Damn the urge.

"I'm going out right away." In order to prevent herself from drooling at the man, Feng Shanshan turned around quickly, "Breakfast is made for you on the table. Although the professor said that you don't have the habit of eating breakfast, but... for the sake of your stomach, I think You can still consider eating it.”

After saying that, Feng Shanshan went out.

Tang Yan heard the sound of the door closing, then stopped his hands, took off his gloves and went to the restaurant.

Seeing the breakfast on the dining table, he sat down, picked up the milk, and took a sip, but it was only one sip before he spat it out.

But at this moment, Feng Shanshan came back.

Because she didn't bring any information.

Seeing Tang Yan vomiting all over the floor, he frowned and walked over, but was stopped by Tang Yan: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"What's going on?" Feng Shanshan asked, "I'm sure I didn't poison you, or are you lactose intolerant? But even if you are intolerant, you won't vomit after eating it, right?"

"It's none of your business." Tang Yan said calmly, "I'm allergic to certain things."

Feng Shanshan: "..."

"But I saw that you drank milk in the afternoon, so I think you have a shadow about breakfast." Feng Shanshan glared at him, "Is this the reason why you didn't eat breakfast?"

"have a finger in the pie."

After Tang Yan said these four words, he went to the bedroom.

Feng Shanshan crossed her arms and felt a little unhappy: "Hey, why don't you wipe the floor when you go?"

This man must have suffered psychological trauma, Feng Shanshan was almost sure, and she didn't know if he also vomited the breakfast that the professor stuffed into his mouth yesterday.

Although she complained like this, Feng Shanshan still wiped the floor before leaving the house.

If you live under the same roof as a weirdo, will you be infected?

Feng Shanshan didn't think much about it. She only knew that the exam was coming soon. Although Mu Qiqi didn't want to compete for first place, she still wanted to see who was better than Mu Qiqi.

After a while, Tang Yan came out of the room and saw the sandwich prepared by Feng Shanshan. He didn't take another bite and put it in the refrigerator.

He tried, but...after so many years, he still couldn't seem to accept it.

…

Sheng Ting, second class in the morning.

Feng Shanshan was sitting in the classroom, absent-minded. When she saw Mu Qiqi enter the classroom, she asked her: "Qi, let me ask you, what level of trauma does it take for a person to hate eating breakfast, or even vomit after just one bite?" To what extent?"

"Who are you talking about?" Mu Qiqi asked a gossipy question.

"Who else could it be but that person with low emotional intelligence?" Feng Shanshan pursed her lips.

"you……"

"We have nothing, so don't think too much, okay? Don't you want to know the gossip behind him?"