Xun Lang ordered two platinum gun set meals from the waiter and told him to serve them as soon as possible in a hurry.
The waiter bowed and left.
He had no idea how big a dodge he had made, and asked Tang Yili, "Do you like it?"
Tang Yili closed the jewelry box, her face so calm that no joy could be seen, "It's okay."
Xun Lang also felt dissatisfied, "I chose from the catalog. When I saw the real thing, I thought it was a bit tacky. But it's too late to change. You just have to make do with it. When I come back from the United States, I will accompany you to the store."
Choose here.”
"oh."
Tang Yili picked up the goblet, took a sip of water, and raised his chin, revealing his thin white neck, looking extremely proud.
Putting down the water glass, she looked around casually and saw Xun Lang's two secretaries at the next table already serving food.
Tang Yili glanced at Xun Lang and asked.
"are you hungry?"
Xun Lang raised his eyebrows.
Immediately, he felt that there was a restless high-heeled shoe under the table, stepping on his spotless handmade leather shoes.
Xun Lang curled his lips slightly, "I have to leave for the airport in an hour."
"Oh? Then you have to hurry up."
Press the accelerator key.
Tang Yili held the jewelry box and carried the leather bag and walked quickly in front, followed by Xun Lang. When the two secretaries saw the boss leaving, they subconsciously put down their knives and forks and stood up to follow, but were stopped by Xun Lang's words.
go back.
"Wait for me in the car downstairs in an hour."
The two subordinates sat down slowly, with expressions of enlightenment on their faces, full of meaning.
In the elevator, Tang Yili still felt that the elevator was too slow and repeatedly poked the button for the 33rd floor twice. Fortunately, there were only two of them in the small space, otherwise Xun Lang's smile would have been so blatant and embarrassing.
Tang Yili blushed and her heart beat. She had to work hard, but she was not willing to be laughed at. She looked back provocatively from the reflective wall, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking up and down along the man's well-dressed curves.
"What are you looking at?"
Xun Lang looked at him jokingly, his gaze was not sharp, but his approach was very aggressive.
"nothing."
He spoke in an understatement, but what he did was murder and arson.
Tang Yili's fingers went to hook up the neat tie, picking at it - it got crooked.
Xun Lang asked someone to carry him to the corner of the car. His tall figure bent down and sucked it hard. At the same time, he stretched out his long arm to block the camera area.
Is this the benefit of having long hands and long legs? When doing bad things, you can block the surveillance camera with your bare hands.
Tang Yili's heart was boiling, like boiling a pot, and she was blushing and enjoying the wantonness between her teeth.
The elevator arrives.
With a ding-dong sound, Xun Lang let go of Tang Yili's hand, and she reflexively pushed away the person pressing on her shoulder. The two of them looked at each other in a panic, and no one should laugh at the other.
Xun Lang slowly put down his arm, took Tang Yili in his hands, and walked out.
This floor is an executive floor with very few guests. Xun Lang lives in the presidential suite at the end of the corridor, which is quiet and private. However, it is a bit far from the elevator hall.
Stepping on the bohemian-style shag carpet, Tang Yili's high heels sank slightly, following Xun Lang's long steps, and she staggered a little. She wanted to say to walk slower, but she saw Xun Lang tugging on his tie as he walked.
, with a temper, you know it's too late to say anything.
In his busy schedule, he was playing with fire and burning himself. Tang Yili felt that he might have suffered from a disease called overeating.
No, she hasn't eaten yet.
The door opened and Tang Yili was thrown into the room. Before he could stand still, a tall figure loomed over him.
The two kissed from the door to the dining table, and Xun Lang searched for the softest spots on Tang Yili's body.
A glass chandelier with complex patterns hangs above the dining room of the presidential suite. The light white light shines through the finely carved glass decoration and hits the wall, forming mottled projections.
Tang Yili faced up, looking at the glazed decorations, the twists and turns, and slowly fell into a certain illusion of consciousness.
Someone's eyes were so red that it became the last bright color that Tang Yili saw.
…
After barely recovering from the confusion, Tang Yili looked at the Western clock on the wall and reminded him with a slight complaint.
"You have fifteen minutes."
Fifteen minutes is enough to take a shower.
Xun Lang's wish to do it again was shattered, and his strong self-control caused him to let go of his hand and take a step back.
Tang Yili sat on the marble dining table, looking pitiful.
Xun Lang was still wearing a suit, but he wasn't much better.
He looked at himself jokingly and then at Tang Yili, "You did it all."
"It's not you yet, you're in a hurry."
I can't even wait for the time to take off my pants.
However, bickering does not solve the problem and will only lead to the next round of prairie fire.
The two also realized that time was running out and hurriedly cleaned up the mess.
Tang Yili was easy to do, she put on a set of clothes, it was wrinkled, but she was still a domineering female CEO.
Xun Lang's situation is more complicated. He always likes to feel refreshed and must take a shower afterwards.
First, take off your clothes, go to the bathroom to rinse, then put on a shirt, suit and trousers, blow-dry your hair, and apply hair wax.
In order to buy time for Xun Lang, Tang Yili hung the tie around his neck in advance, tied it with a loose knot, put it back on Xun Lang, and then tightened it.
After fifteen minutes of frantic work, the two of them arrived downstairs on time.
The assistant was already waiting beside two Bentley cars, one black and one white, "Mr. Xiao Ji, Mrs. Xiao Ji."
They tried to restrain their gazes so as not to notice that the boss had changed into a new suit, and they also tried to control their sense of smell so as not to pay attention to what brand of shower gel the boss used.
And my ears, I try not to listen to the tone of my boss’s conversation with his wife——
"I'm leaving first and will send you a message before I come back."
Xun Lang's coldness and hardness always gave him an indescribable feeling of separation when facing Tang Yili.
"And this, here it is."
If he hadn't done anything serious just now, Xun Lang would have given it to her a long time ago, why did he wait to do it in front of others, but time was tight now, and he had no other chance, so he handed over the key card to the presidential suite.
The golden color is shiny, and the meaning is self-explanatory.
Tang Yili quickly glanced at the two doormen behind Xun Lang, quickly took the card and inserted it into his handbag.
Then, pretending that nothing was wrong, he bent down and waved his hand towards the slowly rising car window.
"Mr. Xiaoji, walk slowly~~~"
I feel like I'm seeing off guests.
Tang Yili held her waist, stood up straight, and watched the white Bentley merge into the traffic. She returned to the black Bentley and headed towards the car.
The driver asked: "Madam, are you still going back to the studio?"
Tang Yili felt exhausted. He leaned there and then remembered to bring Annie food——
"Go to the restaurant to pack a hamburger set and add a chicken drumstick."
"yes."
"etc."
Just as the driver was about to move, Tang Yili said again, "Buy two set meals and add two chicken drumsticks."