Good Morning, Mr. President!

She never expected that Tang Yu was going to meet tonight. In my heart, again, I felt happy.

Wuwei Chen's mixed emotions were depressed by herself, she took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, stepped on high heels, and walked slowly and gracefully, holding his hand calmly as if nothing was happening OK, Mr. Tang. "

Mr. Tang ...

Tang Yu's eyes were gloomy. In the palm of her hand, her hands were as thin as ever. However, these hands are no longer as touchless as they were in the past, and can touch some small cocoons.

He didn't let go for a while, and the scene suddenly became weird. Song Zhixing can feel that everyone's attention is condensed on himself, searching and looking, especially Yalin, staring through her eyes. She coughed awkwardly, carefully pulling her hand from Tang Yu's hand. For a long time, it seemed that the heat of his palm remained on his fingertips, and the warm feeling kept flowing from his finger to his apex, which made her heart tremble.

She quietly lifted her eyes and couldn't help stealing Tang Yu, but he bowed his head and talked to President Wang, and the group was already walking towards the box inside. There was no abnormality in the look.

Song Zhixing was a little mournful.

Obviously, just because of a handshake, it was only her. Maybe, in his world, she has not been qualified enough to influence him.

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In the box, the lights are dim and the atmosphere is ambiguous.

President Wang and Tang Yu were talking about work. Song Zhixing was listening, and then I probably knew what was happening. Huanyu was focusing on design. Tang's design department has not yet officially entered the army, and large projects cannot be solved. There are several buildings in the hands of the business to be separated, and now Universe comes over to share this piece of cake.

Song Zhixing didn't understand the business aspect, and just sat in the corner when he came in. The snacks in front of them looked particularly delicious, and when others didn't notice, she took a fork and stuffed it into her mouth. Gaze, but from time to time lingered to the other side.

Tang Yu didn't seem very interested in this cooperation, and didn't say much during the whole process. Except that President Wang was toasting, the secretary Yalin was sitting next to him. That look, I wish I could stick the whole person to him. Moreover, Tang Yu did not avoid her, and he did not refuse to come.

Yalin's hand fell on his shoulder, and then, it gradually fell down ...

Suddenly, Song Zhixing couldn't eat, and he spit heavily, took the wine glass on the table, and drank a large glass. When the cup replayed, she suddenly stood up, trying to get out of the air. In such a closed space, she had difficulty breathing.

I didn't notice it at all. When she put the cup, she had too much strength, and the voice made everyone look at her.

"Xingxing, don't go out!" At this moment, President Wang stopped her.

She turned around, and Mr. Wang beckoned at her with a smile, "I didn't see that you could drink so much. Come here and have a few drinks with the second grandfather."

"..." Song Zhixing was awkward. She used to drink a lot of wine, but she really drank a lot in the past three years. If it had been before, Tang Yu would know that she dared to drink secretly, and she would be furious. But now ...

There was a bitterness in her heart, and she looked at Tang Yu. Tang Yu didn't have much expression on his face, just poured two glasses of wine by himself.

President Wang was happy, knowing that he was betting on the right thing, so he opened Yalin, "Yalin, you just drank a lot, go out and breathe. Stars, sit here!"

Song Zhixing was pulled and sat down in Yalin's original position. The total strength of Wang was not small. When Song Zhixing sat down, the whole person almost fell into Tang Yu's arms. Tang Yu was holding two glasses of wine in her hand, but she was hit by this. The wine spilled out and splashed on her face.

He frowned, looking down at her, the alcohol fell on her fair little face, all the way down, and finally stopped on her bright lips. Her small red tongue protruded out, and she licked instinctively, the wetness on her lips became more ambiguous under the light.

He breathed slightly, his eyes suddenly deepened.

However, she didn't feel anything wrong with her. His eyes only caught Tang Yu's face.

The two were so close together that his features were no longer as vague as in the dream, but unusually clear. She could smell the faint mint smell on his body, and her heartbeat became abnormally fast, as if jumping out of her chest at any time.

Alas, forgot to get up.

"Do you plan to lie on me like this all the time?" Thin lips tilted, Tang Yuqi lip.

Song Zhixing was so embarrassed, he immediately got up. The action was too big, and shoulder bumped into two glasses of Tang Yu's hands that had not been spilled. All right, the wine was knocked out and dripped on his shirt and suit pants.

Tang Yu glanced heavily at Song Star, his face darkened. Put down the empty wine glass.

"I'm sorry." She felt cold sweat from his spine, and almost wiped the stain on his shirt with a tissue instinctively. Soft hands, continue down, rubbing randomly on his pants. Scrubbing, suddenly felt wrong.

Under my fingers, something became hot and hard.

this is……

Her throat was hot and her fingers trembled. Stopping on something that suddenly rose up, there was a dilemma for a while.

"You usually work like this in front of customers?" Tang Yu clasped her hands and stared at her coldly. His voice was dumb.

Damn it!

On such occasions, he was stunned by such a low-level method. For so many years, he can be regarded as a battle-hardened man, so many women have put up his hands on him, for which he always feels extremely disgusted.

Only she ...

"Song Zhixing, who did you learn these low-level methods? How many customers have you used?" He asked in a cold voice, his face was surprisingly cold.

Rolling around in society will inevitably lead to some bad habits. However, she also dares to learn such a bad seduce to men? !!

Song Zhixing was somewhat aggrieved by his questioning, especially the disgust and accusation revealed in her eyes, which made her feel uncomfortable. She bit her lip and pulled her hand back with pique. Tang Yu dragged deadly without releasing.

The scene suddenly became special ... strange.

The people in Huanyu, except President Wang, were all confused. This Song Zhixing actually knew Tang Er Ye? Moreover, it still seems very relevant.

Here, Du Hui also has a headache.

"Xingxing, you irritated the second grandfather, so accompany the second grandfather for two drinks. Come, respect the second grandfather for a glass of wine." President Wang came forward to round the field and poured two more glasses of wine.

Song Zhixing took over the wine with one hand and barely earned it from Tang Yu with one hand. On his wrist, he was already flushed with red.