Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She did not return to Pei's, but went directly to Tang Yu's company.

No one stopped her, she ran into his office directly.

Tang Yu sat on the sofa with a cigarette between his fingers, a simple white shirt and black trousers, outlined the most noble lines, and two delicate tea cups were placed in front of him.

Pei Qiqi opened the door, her breath was still a little messy, she looked straight at him, and didn't move...

Tang An raised his eyes, looked into her eyes, and then pushed out the smoke, making his movements a little slow, as if he was waiting for something.

Pei Qiqi closed the door gently, ran over, half-kneeled in front of him, and looked at him with a small face up.

Looking from this direction, he can see his nice chin and tall nose, which is extremely honorable.

"Tang Yu, let's get engaged, okay?" She looked at him with a touch of movement on her small face.

Tang Yu didn't help her either, and smiled, "Qiqi, are you proposing to me?"

"Yes!" Pei Qiqi pursed her small mouth, her voice so soft that she could hardly hear her, "Mr. Tang, are you willing?"

In Tang Yu's eyes, there was an invisible tenderness hidden. After a long time, he smiled softly, "Reluctantly."

The bad guy!

Her little hands hugged his waist and kissed his chin indiscriminately...

"Qiqi, this is the office." He smiled, although he said so, but did not stop her.

Pei Qiqi didn't care, kissed him casually, and then crawled into his arms, "You kissed me like this before."

Ok! He hugged her and couldn't bear to tell her that her performance has been falling on...

A soft cough sounded behind, followed by an old voice: "In broad daylight, cuddling in the office, how decent you are!!"

Pei Qiqi was taken aback, then looked over and saw a majestic... old man!

A staid face, gray hair, a blue robe...

In fact, no one wears this anymore these days, but the old man's dress is not contrary to it. He only feels that it is so majestic.

Pei Qiqi was still holding Tang Yu, thinking about it as she struggled, but she was so messed up, she accidentally tangled her long hair around his shirt.

The scalp hurts terribly...

Pei Qiqi was terrified, so he dared not move, and whispered to Tang Yu, "Hair is tangled."

Tang Yu lowered his head and looked at that strand of black hand hair, lingering in his Huns' mouth like that.

He smiled, pressed her little fluffy head, and said softly: "Don't move!"

As he said, he patiently began to untie those tangled hair, and Pei Qiqi was lying in his arms like this, and Lin Zhennan and Old Man Lin were left hanging aside.

He stretched out his hand and touched his nose, and coughed slightly, "I'm still there."

Pei Qiqi wanted to get up, pained, and crouched back, obediently.

Tang Yu patted her with a calm expression, as if she had done it countless times, "Honestly, don't move if you don't want to hurt."

She really didn't dare to move, firstly it hurts, and secondly, she really didn't know how to deal with the angry old man...

And the furious old man stared at Tang Yu!

He has not been dim-eyed, nor has he forgotten his sex. Before this girl came, he clearly told Tang Yu that he firmly disagrees with this marriage. Now, what is Tang Yu doing?