The love-making atmosphere was gradually building up, and Tang Yili could feel the man's trick of not getting out of bed, pushing him, kicking him, and finally begging him and coaxing him.
Finally, Xun Lang let her go,
Tang Yili stood up and quickly picked up a bathrobe from the ground and put it on, regardless of whose it belonged to.
Xun Lang still kept his leaning posture, supporting the bed with his left hand, and grinding the sticky substance on his fingertips with his right hand. After fainting, he raised his fingers and looked at it carefully.
He turned his eyes to Tang Yili and said, "I think you are being harsh."
Tang Yili's ears felt hot for a moment, but he still turned his eyes away and sneered softly: "Don't beg me if you think I'm being tough. Aren't you afraid that I'll bite your baby off?"
Xun Lang, who had been a civilized man for 27 years, was so driven that he lost all his faith. He cursed, "Fuck you," and got up to arrest him.
Tang Yili screamed and smiled arrogantly, quickly slipped into the bathroom, clicked and locked it.
Xun Lang slowed down and stopped at the door, "Tang Yili, you'd better pray that the sun doesn't set today."
Let’s talk about things tonight, there’s no need for her to be timid now.
"OK!"
Tang Yili was probably brushing his teeth, with foam in his mouth, and his words were clearly tit-for-tat, but also naughty.
Across the door, Xun Lang laughed, his chest filled with satisfaction.
…
Thanks to the phone call from Tang Feng, Tang Yili got up early and had enough time to wash up and change clothes.
She deliberately chose a high-collar lace shirt as a base that could cover up any traces of ambiguity, and wore a thin suit vest on top. The combination of black and gray gave her the aura of a strong woman who has everything under control.
She walked out of the bedroom and took a deep breath when facing the mess in the living room.
"Xun Lang... Xun Lang..." the strong woman immediately chirped, "Look at the good things you have done!"
Xun Lang was still waiting for the driver to bring him clothes. He was only wearing a white bathrobe. He had just finished taking a shower and didn't have time to dry it, so he walked out with wet hair.
He also didn't realize it - when was the living room robbed?
The sofa was pushed around and moved out of position. The glass coffee table in the middle of the carpet fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. It turned out that the soda water on the table didn't have a lid securely on it.
It was also spread all over the floor. When I looked closer, I saw that the water stains were almost dry, but there was a yellow circle on the off-white carpet.
Tang Yili and Xun Lang, you look at me and I look at you, blaming each other in their eyes.
Finally, Xun Lang went up and hugged Tang Yili, "We haven't been together for more than two years. It's understandable that last night was too intense. You go to work first, and I'll ask someone to clean up, okay?"
Tang Yili pushed the man away with "no" clearly written on his face. "If you break the coffee table, you will have to pay for it."
"I will compensate."
"You can put on your clothes and go make amends later."
"Okay, I'll put on my clothes and go make amends later."
Seeing Xun Lang's good-natured attitude, Tang Yili regained some rationality and explained to him.
"This is a room booked by the company. If something inside is damaged, the hotel will definitely record it. Then the bill will be reported to the company, saying that I broke a coffee table. How strange... How can I, a weak woman, break a coffee table...
…”
Xun Lang suppressed his smile and answered casually: "Then do you want me to pay the money I used last night?"
"Otherwise, if your company knows that you are alone on a business trip and use half a dozen of them in one night, they will think you are recruiting prostitutes."
Tang Yili: “…”
Speechless silence and shocked eyes.
"Xun Lang, are you trying to criticize me?"
How could he say such stupid things in such a serious tone?
"Of course not, honey." Xun Lang hugged Tang Yili again and stroked her slightly curly hair soothingly, "Aren't you in a hurry to go to work? How long will you have to wait?"
"Oh, I'm leaving then." She said.
Xun Lang nodded to her, "Go quickly, I will take care of this when I leave later."
…
This big show held by the P family in China is not open to the public, but a fashion show specially arranged for users with an annual consumption of more than one million.
To put it bluntly, it is a sales conference for wealthy people.
Celebrities, red carpets, cocktail parties, and catwalks are all in the end to sell products, so during this trip to Beijing City, the company shipped many high-priced limited editions and show models from its headquarters.
As the temporary design director, Tang Yili used his fame to build a platform for the company, and secondly, he was responsible for the exhibition of clothing for the big show.
The summer series she designed is the finale of this show and is the main revenue generator.
After the high-level meeting made this clear, the next step was physical work.
Tang Yili came out of P's Greater China headquarters and rushed to the store with the best sales in Bei City to observe and conduct interviews, mainly to understand product preferences from sales and customers, and then adjust the order of clothing appearance in the show.
A short day passed, and she regretted wearing high heels to explore the store. After walking tens of thousands of steps, her feet were almost broken.
Tang Yili finished her work, hugged a pile of documents, and sat on a chair outside a coffee shop to rest.
Although it was a bit embarrassing to sit on someone else's chair without spending money, Tang Yili really couldn't stand up.
She took out her phone and wanted to take a taxi back to the hotel, but before she opened the app, she received a call from Feng Yiman.
The daughter-in-law immediately asked: "What's wrong? Did you break up with me? You didn't even say a word to me when you came back."
"How dare I break up with Miss Feng?" Tang Yili called Rao: "I am just a wage earner now, selling myself to others, working as a cow and horse every day. I am really too busy, otherwise I would be the first one to see you when I come back.
It’s you.”
"Don't talk sweet talk to me, huh!" Feng Yiman asked where she was, as if he was going to kill her immediately.
Tang Yili looked at his watch. It was only five o'clock in the afternoon. Xun Lang probably wouldn't get off work too early, so he reported the address of the coffee shop.
In just twenty minutes, Feng Yiman came in swinging a small bag. She explained that I was doing beauty treatments nearby.
Tang Yili stood up and said, "No, I think you have become more beautiful. If I had known, I should have taken care of you, but you are still inferior to me."
"Only a ghost would believe you."
They hadn't seen each other for two years, and the two hugged each other for a minute without any signs of indifference.
After sitting down and casually ordering two drinks, Feng Yiman said seriously: "I have heard about your achievements in China. It can be seen that you can really gain something by going out. Not to mention how much I envy you, which makes me also
I want to make a dream come true.”
Tang Yili smiled with relief: "Oh, you haven't seen my hard work in the past two years."
Those days of fighting with bare hands, those sleepless nights, those sexual harassments, and the natural discrimination of Westerners against Easterners, only those who have experienced it know it.
Feng Yiman: "Actually, I also understand that since we were young, we have always had to get the wind and the rain. It is hard on the one hand, but it is really uncomfortable for us to see other people's faces."