Deliberately attack

Chapter 219

Xun Lang ordered two Platinum Spear set meals with the waiter, and told him to hurry up and serve the dishes as soon as possible.

The waiter bowed and stepped back.

He didn't know how big a flash he had played, and he asked Tang Yili, "Do you like it?"

Tang Yili closed the jewelry box, her face was so calm that no joy could be seen, "It's okay."

Xun Lang also felt dissatisfied, "I chose it from the catalog, and when I saw the real thing, I thought it was a bit tacky, but it was too late to change it, so you just go ahead and go to the store with you when I come back from the United States." Choose."

"Oh."

Tang Yili picked up the goblet, took a sip of sparkling water, raised her chin, revealing her slender neck, extremely proud.

Putting down the water glass, she looked around casually, and saw that the two secretaries of Xun Lang at the next table had already started serving food.

Tang Yili glanced at Xun Lang and asked.

"are you hungry?"

Xun Lang raised his eyebrows.

Immediately, he sensed that there was a restless high-heeled shoe under the table, stepping on his spotless hand-made custom-made leather shoes.

Xun Lang slightly bent his lips, "I have to leave for the airport in an hour."

"Oh? Then you have to hurry up."

Press the accelerator key.

Holding the jewelry box and leather bag, Tang Yili walked quickly ahead, followed by Xun Lang. When the two secretaries saw the boss leaving, they subconsciously put down their knives and forks, and got up to follow, but they were pressed by Xun Lang's words. go back.

"In an hour, wait for me in the car downstairs."

The two subordinates sat down slowly, their faces suddenly enlightened, full of meaning.

In the elevator, Tang Yili still felt that the elevator was too slow, and repeatedly poked the button on the 33rd floor twice. Fortunately, there were only the two of them in the small space, otherwise Xun Lang's blatant smile would have been too embarrassing.

Tang Yili blushed and her heart beat, she had to strengthen her upper body, she was willing to be ridiculed, she looked back provocatively from the reflective wall, her pair of peach blossom eyes followed the well-dressed curve of the man, sizing him up and down.

"What are you looking at?"

Xun Lang looked at him jokingly, his eyes were not sharp, but his posture of pressing close was extremely aggressive.

"It's nothing."

He spoke lightly, but what he did was murder and arson.

Tang Yili's fingers went to hook the neat tie, pick it up one by one - crooked.

Xun Lang asked someone to carry him to the corner of the car. With a tall figure, he bent down and sucked it down hard. At the same time, he stretched out his long arms to block the area of ​​the camera.

This is the benefit of long hands and long legs?When doing bad things, you can block the monitoring with your bare hands.

Tang Yili's heart was boiling, like boiling a pot, blushing and heartbeating to enjoy the wanton between his teeth.

The elevator arrives.

With a sound of ding dong, Xun Lang let go of Tang Yili's hand, and she reflexively pushed away the person who was pressing on her shoulders, the eyes of the two were embarrassed, and no one should laugh at the other.

Xun Lang slowly lowered his arms, led Tang Yili, 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. It is quiet and privacy-oriented, but it is a little far away from the elevator hall.

Stepping on the long-haired bohemian carpet, Tang Yili's high-heeled shoes sagged slightly, following Xun Lang's big steps, she was still a little staggering, she wanted to say to walk slowly, but she saw Xun Lang pulling his tie while walking , with irascibility, he knew it was too late to say anything.

In his busy schedule, playing with fire and setting himself on fire, Tang Yili felt that he might have a disease called fullness.

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 covered him.

The two kissed from the door to the dining table, and Xun Lang searched for the softest place on Tang Yili's body.

Above the dining room of the presidential suite, a glass chandelier with complex patterns hangs. The light white light penetrates through the finely crafted glass decoration and hits the wall, forming a mottled projection.

Tang Yili looked up, looking at the glass decorations, the twists and turns, and the wandering curves, slowly falling into a certain illusion in consciousness.

A certain person's eyes were so red that they became the last bright color Tang Yili saw.

……

Reluctantly recovering from the confusion, Tang Yili looked at the Western clock on the wall and reminded him slightly complaining.

"You still have 15 minutes."

15 minutes is enough to take a shower.

Xun Lang's desire to do it again was shattered, and his strong self-control made him let go of his hand and take a step back.

Tang Yili was sitting on the marble dining table, pitiful.

Xun Lang was still wearing a suit, but it wasn't much better.

He looked at himself jokingly, then at Tang Yili, "You did it all."

"It's not you yet, hurry up."

I can't even wait to take off my pants.

However, bickering does not solve the problem, it 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 the clothes on her body, wrinkled to some extent, but still a domineering female president.

Xun Lang's situation is more complicated. He always likes to be refreshed and always takes a bath afterwards.

First off, go to the bathroom to rinse, then put on a shirt, suit and trousers, blow dry your hair, and apply pomade.

In order to save time for Xun Lang, Tang Yili hung the tie around his neck in advance, first tied a loose knot, put it back on Xun Lang, and then tightened it.

After 15 minutes in such a hurry, the two of them rushed downstairs without missing a beat.

The assistant was already waiting beside two Bentleys, one black and one white, "Mr. Xiao Ji, Mrs. Xiao Ji."

They tried their best to restrain their eyes so as not to notice that the boss had changed into a new suit, and they also tried their best to control their sense of smell so as not to pay attention to what brand of shower gel the boss used.

There are also ears, and try not to listen to the tone of the boss talking to his wife——

"I'm leaving first, I'll send you a message before I come back."

Xun Lang's indifference, when facing Tang Yili, always has an inexplicable sense of division.

"And this, for you."

If it wasn't for not doing serious things just now, Xun Lang would have given it to her a long time ago, why wait to do this in front of others, but now time is tight, and he has no other chance, so he handed over the key card of the presidential suite.

Shiny golden yellow, the meaning is self-evident.

Tang Yili quickly glanced at the two door gods behind Xun Lang, quickly took the card over, and put it in his handbag.

Then, pretending that nothing happened, he bent over and waved his hand to the slowly rising car window.

"Mr. Xiao Ji, walk slowly~~~"

I feel like seeing off a guest.

Tang Yili supported her waist, stood up straight, and watched the white Bentley merge into the traffic flow. She returned to the black Bentley and collapsed there.

The driver asked: "Madam, are you going back to the studio?"

Tang Yili felt exhausted all over her body, and leaning there, she remembered to bring food for Annie——

"Go to the restaurant to pack a hamburger set and add a chicken leg."

"Yes."

"and many more."

Just as the driver was about to move, Tang Yili said again, "Buy two set meals and add two chicken legs."

She also wants to make up.

(End of this chapter)