Perhaps it was Xun Lang's gradually soothing breath, or maybe it was her waist and back pain from hanging in the air for too long, so Tang Yili hugged her skirt and climbed into the passenger seat.
He was too engrossed just now, so he casually placed the drawing book on the windshield. Xun Lang glanced at it, but before he could make a move, Tang Yili, who had not yet sat firmly, beat him and snatched the book back.
Everything was stuffed haphazardly into the handbag.
"Obliviate!"
Tang Yili made a wave of magic wand in front of Xun Lang's eyebrows, as if he really released a forgetting spell.
"Forget what I wrote."
Xun Lang clenched his palms into fists and put them to his lips without saying anything. An evil thought arose in his heart: maybe one day, Tang Yili could read the words in the drawing book to him personally.
And he had to hold her down, step by step, and do it all over again.
The relationship that slightly crossed the line slowly returned to the line as the heavy rain suddenly stopped.
Xun Lang drove Tang Yili back to the dormitory, just in time for the door to be locked. The two hugged each other gently and said good night to each other.
Tang Yili held the bag in her arms and ran upstairs as if she was afraid of being snatched.
Xun Lang smiled.
Due to the weather, there was water on the road. Tang Yili left the car with Xun Lang and asked him to drive back to the dormitory of the Sports Institute first. He thought that it would be very inconvenient for the two of them to use one car and borrow it and return it. Tang Yili
For the second time, I came up with the idea of giving Xun Lang a car...
Tang Yili pushed the door open and entered the dormitory. Fu Xi was changing clothes. Perhaps half of his clothes were taken off. He was startled and used his fair back to avoid him.
Fu Xi turned around and asked, "I was shocked. I thought you wouldn't come back tonight."
Tang Yili saw that Fu Xi's hair was wet, not evenly wet like someone who had just taken a shower. She smiled and asked, "You just came back, why did you go?"
Fu Xi buttoned up his pajamas, turned around, squinted at Tang Yili's neck, and smiled.
"We are evenly matched."
Tang Yili followed Fu Xi's gaze and touched her collarbone. She still felt hot. She ran to the bathroom mirror and took a long breath.
I can't see how Xun Lang, a gentleman like him, could do bad things without any restraint.
Why not bite her neck off?
No wonder he looked at her with a playful look in his eyes when she went upstairs.
Tang Yili went back to the bed to look for clothes and changed out of her skirt. This dress was of commemorative significance. She found a dust bag and hung it in the closet.
Then, Tang Yili remembered what Fu Xi said, "We are like each other."
Tang Yili asked: "Are you and Jun fat?"
Fu Xi: "Yeah."
Tang Yili was stunned for a moment, and then he changed his friendship. This must be a very circuitous story, and there may be some pornography involved, so I can't go into details.
Fu Xi was more generous: "Thanks to my mother today, Mrs. Pang voted wrongly. Pang Junshi waited outside the exhibition hall until the end and said sorry to me."
"Actually, I'm just trying to get votes. Pang Junshi knew it in his heart, but he still asked you to sacrifice your life for free. How about I let you sleep once and pay you back what I owe you."
Tang Yili: “…”
Pang Junshi's magical operation is a bit admirable.
But what made Tang Yili even more speechless was Fu Xi.
"Then he let me sleep for nothing. When I saw it, if he didn't take advantage of it, he would suffer more, so..."
"I know he's a bitch, but who made me like him? One step at a time, this relationship depends on how long Pang Junshi can be loyal."
Tang Yili is a bit unattractive.
These two people are pure talents. They pretend to be confused while pretending to understand. They like not to tell the truth, but they insist on paying off what they owe, and they are full.
It’s really filling.
However, this is someone else's choice and he should not interfere, Tang Yili said happily.
"Okay, the four of us can finally have a serious meal from now on."
"I will definitely not go to that cultural restaurant next time. It tastes so bad that I now have nightmares at night, and I always dream about people chasing me to feed me."
Fu Xi laughed and agreed: "When the bonus comes, we will go to the beach during the summer vacation. Teacher Gao said that one million will be divided equally among the three of us."
Ding dong! Your car payment has arrived.
Tang Yili laughed so hard that he fell on the bed: "Today seems to be my lucky day."
…
Life seems to be back on track, with classes going to and from school every day, and dates with Xun Lang in the evening, Tang Yili's schedule is full.
Only on Thursday afternoons, Tang Yili would go to Fengtang Building and take a half-day shift.
She didn't have an office at first, so she sat in an open space with Tang Feng's secretary. Later, Tang Feng taught her to read financial reports. Because of confidentiality, Tang Yili was given a separate office.
There are transparent glass walls on three sides, like a glass cover, which holds Tang Yili inside. People coming and going can see how diligent Tang Yili - the future president - is.
Ken (touch) Ken (fish).
On this day, Tang Yili was in the office with half-painted nail polish. Tang Feng's secretary came to her and said that she had a client and asked her to come over and receive it.
Tang Yili slowly screwed on the small green bottle and asked, "Why don't you go, Mr. Tang? I'm just here to see the documents. I'm doing voluntary work, but I have to show off too?"
The secretary was about to cry: "Mr. Tang is in a meeting and asked you to help him socialize."
"Miss..."
In order to speed up the drying of the nail polish, Tang Yili shook off his thin white hands and stood up, "I won't do this again, or I will have to pay my salary."
The secretary forced a smile.
Although Tang Yili's behavior was not very good, but when it came to where she was, the young lady's temperament was still very stable. She reached out her hand generously and walked towards the man in a suit in the waiting area.
"Hello, I am Tang Yili."
The man turned his back to the door against the light. When he turned around, the bright sunshine outside coated him with a layer of golden light. The dark gray suit had a faint sheen, and it looked like it was made of good material.
Tang Yili was only concerned with professional judgment and did not notice the man's stagnant expression.
He stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Qin Sheng."
Tang Yili was stunned for a moment and looked at Qin Sheng carefully before recognizing that this man dressed so businesslikely was the famous Jared Qin, a leader in the fashion industry.
Why is he dressed like this today?
Not like an artist, like a businessman.
Tang Yili's first reaction was to look at Qin Sheng's slightly curly long hair. He didn't know how much hair wax he had put on it, but it was combed perfectly.
Both polite and scumbag.
A business handshake was briefly practiced. After letting go, Qin Sheng subconsciously opened his palms.
Tang Yili also turned the back of his hand and looked at his fingertips.
It turned out to be undried nail polish, which caused a minor embarrassment - the rich green color rubbed into Qin Sheng's palm.
The secretary next to him was holding back his laughter so much that he almost got internal injuries.
He hurriedly took out a tissue and handed it to Qin Sheng.