The most praised thing Tang Yili heard since she was a child is her beauty.
She knows that her own temper is definitely not a lovable one, so the word "cute" has never been associated with Tang Yili.
Not only are they not related, but if someone wants to praise her for her cuteness, Tang Yili might think that the other person is blind - she is so beautiful, why can't she see that praising her for being cute is a cover-up of her beautiful qualities.
But today, Xun Lang made an exception. The "cuteness" he said came from the heart, not to praise her perfunctoryly, nor to turn a blind eye to her beauty.
He simply thought she was cute.
Tang Yili was sitting in the porridge shop, looking at the tall figure ordering food at the front desk, and thought sweetly, this man is so good at teasing, he doesn't know it, he just relies on instinct, and he makes her blush and her legs beat.
I feel weak, if this is serious...
Just thinking about it made her want to scream.
Oh my god... He's coming over, he's coming over...
Xun Lang put down the side dishes and the number plate and sat across from him, "The porridge needs to be made fresh, please wait a moment."
It was past three o'clock in the afternoon and there were not many customers in the store, so we couldn't wait too long.
Tang Yili smiled, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the food at the end of the chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly, with an expression of great enjoyment on his face.
She is almost overflowing with sweetness.
Xun Lang raised his thick eyebrows slightly and asked her: "Is it delicious?"
"It's very yummy."
Xun Lang looked at Tang Yili in bewilderment, and it took him a long time to remind her: "...These are pickles."
Um?!
Tang Yili woke up from a dream and took a look at the plate she had picked up. She saw the green kelp threads soaked in dark soy sauce, which made her drink.
Licking her bitter tongue, Tang Yili pouted and asked Xun Lang: "Now, do you think I'm cuter?"
Xun Lang looked at her with a look that was hard to explain.
"Tang Yili, can you be normal?"
If it is normal, it is not Tang Yili.
She pressed forward step by step, leaned forward, crossed half of the table, and asked him: "You must tell me, am I your little cutie?"
Xun Lang was really in trouble this time.
The answer Tang Yili wants is definitely, yes, yes, you are my little cutie.
But this was not something Xun Lang could say.
Not because it's gross.
It was because Tang Yili was really not a cutie. Xun Lang didn't want to lie, but he felt that telling the truth would make him look like a gangster.
Tang Yili's appearance is definitely a beauty that is stunning at first glance, but will fall into disgrace at the second glance.
Xun Lang was shocked when he saw them for the first time. Later, when he saw the photo of Tang Yili and Li Jiaoyang on the mobile phone he picked up, it was once again confirmed that beauty can also be a disaster.
The male's bad nature made Xun Lang jealous of Li Jiaoyang at one moment, and he had the urge to snatch him away.
Fortunately, Tang Yili later became his girlfriend. Otherwise, facing the beauty of his brother's girlfriend every day, Xun Lang didn't know what kind of dark side he would be drawn into and do lawless things.
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After drinking the hot porridge, Tang Yili felt warm all over, and the soreness and distension in the lower abdomen was relieved a lot.
Become a good man again.
She shouted that she was going to the bar to inspect the business and fulfill her obligations as a boss.
Xun Lang followed her and drove to the place and parked the car in the back alley. In order to leave the parking space at the front door to the guests as much as possible, they entered through the back door.
When they got out of the car, they saw the kitchen door open and Shen Lang and the workers unloading goods.
Mr. Tang went to say hello with his hands behind his back, but Xun Lang was directly grabbed by Shen Lang.
He said: "Senior Brother, you came just in time! There is a box of wine, which is very expensive. Their workers' hands and feet are rough and they broke a bottle. We lose one bottle. Come on, let's move it."
Shen Lang took them out one by one from the red wine box on the shelf and put them into Xun Lang's hands. He also said very carefully: "I know your right arm is injured. Come on, take it with your left hand."
Xun Lang glanced at Tang Yili and saw her winking smile. He smiled too, then followed Shen Lang's instructions and went to the storage room.
There were few customers in the afternoon, and the bar was a quiet bar. A love song was melodiously whispered, and a young couple sat in the corner, rubbing their ears and temples together, and whispering.
Tang Yili had nothing to do, put down his handbag, sat at the bar, and checked his cell phone.
An hour ago, Fu Xi sent a text message asking Tang Yili if he could pick her up in the evening. Tang Yili called her directly.
Fu Xi picked up the answer and said in an excited voice: "Today, Teacher Gao and I's work was shortlisted for the finals. We need to take the clothes back to school to modify them in the evening. Dear, can you drive to pick us up? We have too many things...
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Tang Yili is not surprised that Fu Xi and the others' works were shortlisted. After all, they are from the top art academy. Whether it is aesthetics or craftsmanship, they will definitely kill those wealthy ladies in an instant.
Tang Yili was also happy for them and said, "No problem. Send me the time and address later and I will pick you up."
Fu Xi said, OK.
Then he hung up the phone hurriedly.
The new bartender didn't know Tang Yili. When he saw her finish chatting on her mobile phone, he asked her: "What would you like to drink, Miss?"
Before Tang Yili could speak, someone immediately answered for her.
"You don't even know your boss."
Tang Yili turned back.
Jason walked over with a smile.
The beauty was so dazzling that he saw Tang Yili as soon as he came in.
An elegant small lamp cast a hazy light, covering such a delicate face. As a senior agent, Jason's heart trembled.
That's the physiological reaction to seeing a money tree.
Jason pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head and introduced himself: "My name is Jason Lee, just call me Jason. Miss Tang, I've been here, waiting for you for a month, and finally we met."
Tang Yili looked at him coldly and said nothing.
Jason had already guessed a thing or two.
"Lao Shen didn't give you my business card, did he?" Jason took out another one from his wallet and handed it over, "This is my business card. It's a genuine and serious person who specializes in discovering potential people like you."
Girls.”
"Don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. I'm an agent from an entertainment company. Old Shen and I are old friends. He can testify."
The black business card has dark gold fonts printed on it, and it shines with pearls under the light. It can be roughly summed up as low-key luxury and connotation.
However, Tang Yili was not very interested.
A few years ago, when Tang Yili was still in high school, there were talent scouts who would block her at the school gate every day, trying to persuade Tang Yili to become a trainee, but she refused at the beginning.
In the entertainment industry, everything seems to be prosperous, but to put it bluntly, it's all about beauty.
Although Tang Yili is beautiful, she is not short of money, and there is no need to push her slightly socially fearful self into the public eye.
Therefore, this time, Tang Yili also had the same attitude.
She took the business card, glanced at it, put it on the smooth bar, and said, "I won't consider it for now."
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