The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

*

The next morning, Jiang Nan and Tang Yan left the office at eight o'clock.

The meeting will run from nine in the morning to about four in the afternoon, with a one-and-a-half-hour lunch break.

Tang Yan was wearing a dark brown shirt and sat at the head of the circular conference table, listening to the people below reporting on their performance and the progress of recent projects at hand.

From time to time, he would interrupt and raise questions, then nod for them to continue.

He is very serious when working, and his eyebrows are cold and majestic.

Although he is only 26 years old, his decisive decision-making ability can convince his followers.

People who are suffering from President Tang’s pressure don’t know——

Next to Tang Yan, behind the large recording table.

The boy with short silver-blue hair was wearing a simple white sweater and was sitting quietly on the sofa with a small table in front of him.

There is a laptop, a black tea latte, and a box of large washed strawberries on the table.

Only Tang Yan could see him from where he was sitting, and everyone else could only see the black-brown recording table.

Just as Jiang Nan promised.

He could stay with Tang Yan for a long time without getting bored.

The computer screen was open with drawing software, and he was moving the mouse to simply draw a line drawing.

Tang Yan had promised to help him set up a weapons club. He would first draw some simple dagger and long knife patterns, and when the materials and molds were ready, the drawings could be given to make the weapons in batches.

Tang Yan turned to look at him about once every twenty minutes.

Every time, Jiang Nan would look up at him.

This made Tang Yan very satisfied and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.

The subordinates who were reporting were excited, thinking that their project department's proposal was a sure thing!

As a result, when Mr. Tang's eyes fell on his face, he instantly froze.

"No, next one."

"..."

He was smart enough to look in the direction of the recording table from time to time.

From the reflection of the glass window, you can see a young boy wearing white clothes, with hair that shines silver in the sun, and his profile is astonishingly white and beautiful.

Hiss, who is this?

Mr. Tang kept turning his head as if staring at a treasure, fearing that he would not be able to fly if he had wings.

*

at the same time.

At nine-thirty in the morning, at the door of the office.

The golden sunlight falls on the roof of the white SUV, warmly reflecting the people wearing off-white casual shirts in the car, casting a beautiful and gentle light.

Cheng Ze sat in the driver's seat waiting for Ah Qi to come over, feeling a little impatient.

At a certain moment, the passenger door was suddenly pulled open!

Cheng Ze was wiping his lenses with a flannel cloth without raising his head.

"Sit back and go."

"..."

Song Xiaolou, who was wearing an orange-red sweatshirt and holding a waist bag, curled his lips.

It's different now that I have a boyfriend. I used to allow him to sit in the passenger seat.

He slammed the front door, limped to the back door and pulled it open.

As he sat in, he muttered in a low voice——

"The back is the back, there's nothing special about it."

"?" Cheng Ze wiped his lenses with his fingers.

As if he suspected that he was hallucinating, he turned around and looked at the back seat.

The person who had been crying all night in his dream was sitting in the back seat, holding a cup of sweet soy milk in his hand, with his little finger still hooking the cup.

Her carefully arranged bangs were scattered in front of her forehead, and she looked at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes filled with aggrieved eyes, and her tone sounded softer than usual.

"Are you going to drink?"

Song Xiaolou handed the soy milk to Cheng Ze.

"....You," Cheng Ze put on his glasses and did not reach out to take the soy milk, "What are you doing here?"

"I heard that you guys are going on a date. I'll learn from you."

Song Xiaolou took the soy milk back as he spoke and didn't want to drink it.

He can have two drinks.

Cheng Ze put his fingertips on the seat belt and rubbed it: "What are you studying?"

"Learn...how to fall in love with you."

Song Xiaolou lowered his eyes and sucked the soy milk, his little little finger curled up nervously.

"..."

Don't you mean homophobic?

Cheng Ze sat upright in silence for a few seconds and glanced at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye.

"Go down, I have other things to do and I don't have time to play with you."

He felt that Song Xiaolou was bored and came out to mock him.

"....I didn't let you play with me."

Song Xiaolou hadn't heard Cheng Ze speak to him in such a cold tone for a long time.

This attitude only occurred when he was close to Cheng Ze when they first met.

At that time, Cheng Ze asked him——

‘Shut up’, ‘go away’, ‘don’t talk to me’, ‘Song Xiaolou, you talk a lot’, ‘don’t ask me out’.

It's ok.

Song Xiaolou's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he cheered himself up.

Cold words are nothing, and it’s not like I haven’t heard them before.

He smiled, his posture low.

"I just want to follow you. You can go on a normal date. I won't talk nonsense...and I won't mess with Ah Qi."

Just follow them and see how they get along.

"..."

Cheng Ze was agitated by the words 'I just want to follow you'.

But I quickly reminded myself in my mind not to think too much.

I have thought so many times in the past that I was disappointed, so stop being so sentimental.

Now that I have decided to give up...

He resisted the urge to look back at Song Xiaolou and said coldly.

"I don't really like to be interrupted when we're on a date. I don't have that habit like you."

"what....."

Song Xiaolou was at a loss as to what to do.

These words reminded him of the past, when he would occasionally ask Cheng Ze to go on dates.

He didn't mean to show off his affection to Cheng Ze.

It was because he felt that Cheng Ze was too lonely in his room, so he asked Cheng Ze to go out with him when there were group activities.

But now that I think about it, Cheng Ze didn't talk to anyone else every time.

After being taken out by him, she sat alone, watching him and his girlfriend feeding each other and chatting.

Several times, he even asked Cheng Ze if there was any girl present that he liked.

He helped Cheng Ze to introduce his girlfriend.

Cheng Ze never told him that he didn't like girls, he just shook his head and said he had no plans to fall in love.

Song Xiaolou wanted to explain: "I didn't mean it before..."

But Cheng Ze had already pressed the door unlock button and said without looking back.

"Go down by yourself, don't let me throw you out."

"I'm not going."

Song Xiaolou became more stubborn.

At this moment, the window on the passenger side was knocked.

Ah Qi, who was wearing a beige sweater, had an elegant smile and held a college-style brown leather bag in his hand. His casual and casual appearance made him fresh and pleasant. The white round-neck sweatshirt was very loose, with some collarbones exposed at the edges.

Ah Qi bent slightly to look into the car, and his movement caused his collar to slide down further.

Her complexion is fair and very eye-catching.

"Hey, I've been waiting for a while."

"Ah."

This time Cheng Ze didn't say anything about sitting in the back, but nodded and motioned for Ah Qi to come up.

After all, there is someone behind.

Song Xiaolou watched Ah Qi open the door and sit in the passenger seat, grinding the straw with his teeth.

I have to admit, this Ah Qi is indeed pretty good-looking.

She has delicate facial features and good temperament, especially her eyebrows and eyes are a bit seductive.

The clothes he wore matched the color of Cheng Ze's beige shirt very well, like a couple's shirt.