Tang Yili had never done the job of serving tea and pouring water. He was not skilled at it. Looking behind him felt like thorns on his back. Tang Yili couldn't restrain his nervousness. His hands began to shake. He bent over and pulled out the cold water button twice. He was stunned.
Not unscrewed.
"What's happening here."
She complained softly, and the person behind her had already walked over.
The carpet muffled the sound, but Tang Yili could still feel the pressure climbing up his back as his footsteps approached.
"What's wrong?" Xun Lang raised his voice.
The person was already standing behind her, like a sudden miracle, with the scent of a cold mist in the morning.
Tang Yili secretly took a breath, "I don't know why the water dispenser doesn't come out——"
Before the word "water" could be uttered, a hand stretched out from above Tang Yili's shoulder, wiped her face, and pressed it on the top.
It turned out that the hot water lock button was pressed.
After the relief was completed, Xun Lang retracted his arm.
Tang Yili secretly cursed himself for being stupid, but his face couldn't help but turn red.
She quickly took the glass of water, turned around quickly, and handed it forward. Maybe it was too violent, and almost spilled it on Xun Lang's chest. He raised his hand to hold it up, and just touched the back of Tang Yili's hand lightly with his big hand.
, absolute gentlemanly safety.
But Tang Yili felt like he had been burned, so he quickly retracted his hand and put the paper cup on the table next to him.
"Please, please drink water."
Xun Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled, holding the water glass and taking a sip, as if he suddenly remembered something and asked casually.
"Has the new designer of the wedding room contacted you?"
Tang Yili blushed even more and deliberately avoided looking, "Well, I added his WeChat account. He has been sending me progress pictures recently."
Lin also transferred their wedding room to another studio. When the other studio heard that it was being renovated for the new CEO and his wife of Ji's family, his professional attitude was immediately heightened. He wished he could go to the site every day to keep an eye on the progress.
Lin Ye worked for more than half a year, and when he arrived as a new designer, in just half a month, he was sworn to give a delivery date.
Tang Yili is quite satisfied with the new designer.
But Xun Lang obviously had other intentions when he mentioned this now.
Tang Yili wanted to admit that after replacing Lin Ye, there was nothing to worry about in terms of decoration. But Xun Lang suddenly mentioned this, and when his aura enveloped her, his intention was too obvious.
.
What did he want to say?
Have you asked her not to be angry?
But Xun Lang just said that you need to have a begging attitude when asking for help, so is this his begging attitude?
Tang Yili lowered her head and poured herself another glass of water. The cooling effect of the ice water was just average, but she still felt that the gaze above her head was too hot.
She couldn't help but look up, but paused for a moment.
The afternoon sunlight filtered by the blinds has lost its heat, leaving only a soft clear glow. Xun Lang's dark eyes are even more intense and elegant, making Tang Yili think of the lonely night with fireworks all over the sky.
At that time, his gaze was all condensed.
This is how Xun Lang looked at her when they broke up.
On the wedding day, he looked at her like this too.
Xun Lang's gaze is always so deep, making people unconsciously indulge in it.
Tang Yili was so frightened that she unconsciously lowered her head again. When her eyes fell, she saw Xun Lang's forearm propped up on the edge of the table. The cuffs of his hard-starched shirt were neatly fastened, and the leather watch strap on his wrist was exposed.
Cut off, and the wedding ring on the ring finger, with a rose-colored luster, shining brightly.
Tang Yili sighed almost involuntarily, because there was a place in his heart that had begun to waver unconsciously.
Xun Lang took a step forward, his heart beating like a drum, as if he was talking about more than just her.
He asked in an inaudible voice: "Are you not angry anymore?"
Tang Yili looked hesitant, but Xun Lang was a very perceptive person, and he caught her surprise in an instant.
With a half-smile, he gently pulled the person into his arms and trapped him without using any force, but his legs squeezed between Tang Yili's knees.
The distance is almost negative.
Tang Yili gently pushed her away, but her hand was grabbed.
The other hand was placed on Tang Yili's waist, moved upward slowly, gently caressed her thin back, and finally came to the back of Tang Yili's neck and rubbed it repeatedly.
Tang Yili looked up at him.
She could feel that Xun Lang was already very lustful. The iris lines under his eyes were slowly becoming congested with blood, and the red background was clearly visible.
Breathing is deep and shallow, like the tide of the moon, rising and falling out of control.
Tang Yili subconsciously wanted to avoid the ambiguous matter, but she didn't want to. Xun Lang suddenly grabbed her chin with force and lowered her head.
The kiss was not passionate, but it was carried out under Xun Lang's complete control.
If he was willing to be a little gentler, then Tang Yili felt that he would not suffer too much, but this time, Xun Lang showed quite a desire to control.
Finally, Tang Yili felt that his lungs hurt from lack of oxygen, so he let go.
She involuntarily leaned her head against Xun Lang's arms and said in a hoarse and weak voice: "No, this is the office."
Of course Xun Lang knew it wouldn't work, and he didn't really want to do anything to the person.
But the intention of deliberately teasing did not diminish, and his breath blew into her ears, "Don't you like to play exciting things the most?"
This is indeed Tang Yili's style. He just doesn't care when he offends.
But it was obvious that Tang Yili couldn't stand the stupid Xun Lang, so he clamped his legs that were about to move forward with his knees and begged him.
"It's really not possible, there are people outside... I have to face them every day..."
Xun Lang did not force him again this time.
Tiao Ran took a big step back, and Tang Yili suddenly felt a lightness on his body, and the pressure was relieved a lot.
She looked at Xun Lang with watery eyes.
Xun Lang finished adjusting his collar and wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb. The lipstick was stained there, making him look romantic and slutty.
Tang Yili was not much better. She adjusted her skirt in a panic. After finishing, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. She picked up the water on the table, took a sip, and suddenly remembered that this might not be her cup.
At this time, Xun Lang's phone rang.
The awkward atmosphere in the conference room was slightly diluted.
It might be a manager who called. After talking intermittently for a while, Xun Lang said calmly: "I understand, let's talk about it when we get back."
After hanging up the phone, Xun Lang was really leaving.
Tang Yili was anxious.
Just now, he was hugged and kissed, but he just didn't give the right answer on the issue of Yili Garment. Tang Yili quickly asked: "The Ji family won't ask for the closure of Yili Garment again, right?
"
Xun Lang looked at her, "Don't you want to report to me alone? I haven't reported yet, so I can't decide yet."
To Tang Yili, his expression looked a bit like a gangster.
Tang Yili gritted his teeth: "Whenever Mr. Xun has time, I will make an appointment with you."
"A date?" Xun Lang seemed to be amused by something. He paused for a long time and said, "Let's do it tonight. I gave you the room card before, so just come over."