Recognizing his gaze, Gao Mengting turned her head and asked in a relaxed tone: "Have you put your luggage?"

"Yes." Tang Song nodded slightly, walked to her side, and naturally sat down on the bed.

"Wait for me, it'll be fine soon." Gao Mengting smiled gently and continued to lower her head to clean up.

"Don't worry, take your time."

Tang Song's eyes quietly looked at her gentle figure, with a gentle smile on her face.

The atmosphere was a little warm before I knew it.

Cheng Qiuqiu quietly closed the door, retreated aside, and his hands were unconsciously tucked together, which seemed a little cramped.

At this moment, she deeply felt that she was in trouble.

Putting the things that were not available for the time being back in the suitcase, Gao Mengting clapped her hands and said, "Done!"

Tang Song stood up, smiled and blinked, "The temperature outside is very comfortable now, and it's a waste not to go out for a walk, right?"

"Okay, who made me a local snake? Let's take you around for a while." Gao Mengting chuckled, then looked at Qiuqiu who was standing in the corner and asked, "Qiuqiu, are you going together?"

No matter how you say it is, you live together, and it is not appropriate to ask.

"No need." Cheng Qiuqiu shook his head and lowered his eyes and said, "I'm not feeling very comfortable and a little tired. I'll lie here for a while."

"Well, then we're leaving. You have a good rest. There's hot water there."

Gao Mengting picked up a thin coat from the hanger and put it on, put the phone in her pocket, and made a "G0" for Tang and Song.

gesture.

This season, the temperature in Wushan at night is only 15 or 16 degrees, and with the sea breeze, it is actually a bit cold.

Tang Song looked at Qiuqiu, nodded at her, and walked out of the room.

"Pengyi" the door was gently closed.

The lights in the corridor were soft and quiet, and the two walked lightly towards the elevator.

Gao Mengting turned sideways slightly and said carelessly: "You eat very little on the train. Are you hungry? Do you want me to take you to eat something?"

"No need, I ate a lot of breakfast and a little at night."

Gao Mengting said curiously: "Is it to lose weight and maintain your figure? Speaking of which, when we first met you, you were fatter than you are now."

"Haha, that's why." Tang Song leaned over to her and whispered: "I secretly tell you that I have eight-pack abdominal muscles now, and the mermaid line has its prototype."

Gao Mengting covered her mouth and chuckled: "Brave."

Tang Song raised his eyebrows: "Why are you lying to you? Why don't you come to my room tonight and I'll let you see it."

Hearing his words, Gao Mengting subconsciously looked at his lower abdomen, and a thick blush appeared on her face, "Go to you, I won't be fooled."

Although I don’t know if Tang Song has a 8-pack abs, his figure is indeed very good.

In fact, she often dreams because the physical temptation this partner brought to her was too great.

This is due to the gene-level sexual attraction.

"Would you like to touch it now?" Tang Song gently touched her hand.

Gao Mengting bit her lip and immediately changed the topic: "The elevator is coming, hurry up and go up. Be careful. You may meet a colleague later."

In the company, her relationship with Tang and Song was not made public.

The main reason is that I am afraid of bad influence.

After all, most companies do not support employees in falling in love with each other, and the two bosses cannot take the lead in making trouble.

The elevator door slowly closed, and the narrow space suddenly became quiet.

Tang Song stood beside her, his eyes falling on her side.

Gao Mengting seemed to notice his gaze, turned her head slightly, pretending to focus on the changes in floor numbers.

The air was filled with an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere, and even breathing became particularly clear.

A hand suddenly stroked her waist, and her slender and warm fingers rested on her waist and hips.

An unspeakable palpitation made Gao Mengting tremble, but she didn't say anything.

"Ding Yi—" The elevator suddenly stopped on the 11th floor.

Gao Mengting quickly moved to the side and pretended to lower her head to clean her hair.

Immediately afterwards, several colleagues from the operation department appeared at the elevator entrance.

"Mr. Tang! Mr. Gao!" "Mr. Tang."

"Helo, are you going out to play?" Gao Mengting lowered her hands in front of her and greeted them generously.

"Yeah, let's go outside and see the sea."

"Book some barbecue."

The elevator continued downwards and finally stopped slowly on the first floor of the hotel.

Gao Mengting had a gentle and sweet smile on her face. Just as she was about to walk out, her butt was suddenly gently patted.

Turning his head, he met Tang Song's teasing gaze.

A small interest that only two people knew began to spread under the warm light. Gao Mengting's face instantly became hot. She couldn't help but poke him with her fingers and walked out in a hurry.

After saying goodbye to colleagues in the lobby.

Tang Song pointed in one direction, "There is a lounge over there. Let's have a couple of drinks. Now there must be many colleagues on the beach."

Gao Mengting pretended not to understand his words and said, "Isn't it just right for a colleague to have just now, there are more people and more lively."

"Listen to me, let's go."

Gao Mengting whispered something and followed "reluctantly".

In the cozy and romantic lobby lounge.

The dim lights sprinkled on the wooden tables and chairs, setting off a soft atmosphere.

Outside the window is the sea in the night, and the sparkling sea surface is shining with a silvery white luster under the moonlight.

At this time, there were not many people in the store.

The two chose a place by the window.

Tang Song pulled open the chair and signaled Gao Mengting to sit down, "What do you want to drink?"

"Whatever you want, just don't be too strong." Gao Mengting looked around, her eyes a little curious.

She has hardly been to a bar or nightclub, at most she can drink beer with her friends or something.

Tang Song glanced over the wine list and smiled at the waiter next to him, "Please give my lover a glass of Mojito."

His voice is full of magnetic and he speaks with some song tone, which is very pleasant.

Gao Mengting tightened her hands and her eyes were a little flustered, "Hey, what are you doing? Is it okay to be serious?"

After coming out this time, she clearly felt that the Tang and Song dynasties were more relaxed and more offensive than they did in Yancheng.

Although I was not repulsive at all and was a little happy, I was still reserved.

Tang Song smiled and asked himself for a cup of Weituji and ice.

When the waiter left, he looked at his partner with bright eyes, "I think I'm serious."

Gao Mengting slightly staggered her eyes and said with a red face: "Who hit me just now--the-butt?"

Tang Song shook his index finger and said seriously: "I must correct you. That's called touching, not hitting."

"You-" Gao Mengting stammered for a few words, kicked him under the table, with a hint of anger in her eyes:

"Good mouth and tongue!"

"Then do you want to try it?"

"don't want!"

Soon, the waiter brought two glasses of wine.

Tang and Song Dynasty pushed Mojito to Gao Mengting and said with a smile: "Take it, do you like it or not."

Gao Mengting picked up the glass of emerald green cocktail and gently sniffed the fresh mint aroma in it.

After taking a sip, the cool wine, with a faint sweetness and mint aroma, spread in the mouth instantly.

She nodded with satisfaction, "Yeah, that's not bad."

Tang Song picked up his whiskey and gently touched her cup, "Come on, cheers."

"cheers."

The wine flows in the cup.

The sound of waves outside the window came gently, accompanied by the soft music in the bar, creating a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Gao Mengting's original restrained posture gradually relaxed, and her whole body exuded a charming and lazy temperament. She smiled and talked to Tang Song about the topics on the high-speed rail.
To be continued...