Chapter 240 Laying out the flat floor
"Good evening Tang and Song Dynasty, long time no see." Shen Yuyan's eyes were bright, looking at this alumnus who had met several times.
Compared with a month ago, he has some differences, his figure and temperament have become more outstanding.
With delicate skin and handsome appearance, he is very conspicuous just standing there.
Confident and gentle, calm and free.
With such a boy, as long as you are in contact with him, you will be able to detect his overflowing charm.
"Good evening, Yuyan." Tang Song walked in with a smile and closed the door.
Shen Yuyan pursed her lips and chuckled, stretched out her hand to signal: "It's been almost a month since we last met, and you've become handsome again. It's almost 7 o'clock, let's chat while eating. Qingqing and I cooked tonight's food, try it to see if it suits your taste."
"Thank you, I can smell the aroma." Tang Song took a deep breath and looked at the location of the restaurant.
A table full of dishes, both hot and cold, as well as soup, clearly showing great care.
"Wait!" Xu Qing came out of her daze and said with a confused expression: "What do you mean? I'm a little confused. Did you two know each other before?"
She originally wanted to see her best friend's dumbfounded look after seeing Tang and Song.
Then he jumped out and started introducing his connections, showing off in front of his best friends, and even memorized the words in advance.
As a result, the two of them started chatting by themselves and seemed to have forgotten Miss Xu Qing!
Shen Yuyan knocked on her forehead and said with a smile on her face: "At the investment road show before, I sent you a message asking about the Tang and Song Dynasties. Have you forgotten?"
"Ah!" Xu Qing instantly became angry and rushed to pinch her best friend's face. "What's your scheming talk? Why didn't you tell me when I was talking about Tang and Song investments?"
"It's not because you lied to me first."
Thinking of her reply at that time, Xu Qing shrank her neck and said nothing more.
At that time, I just felt that I had finally met such an awesome alumnus, and I also wanted to draw novel material from him.
I am afraid that after introducing her to my best friend, I will be attracted by her charm again.
That’s why I kept hiding it from her.
In the small restaurant, three people sat facing each other.
“This is the soy sauce beef I braised last night. It has been in the refrigerator for a day and is very delicious.”
“This shrimp is bought and cooked by Qingqing now. It is very fresh. You can try it.”
In a bright and warm restaurant.
Shen Yuyan acted gracefully and did not talk about investment immediately.
First, he served Tang Song some dishes, and then he started chatting with her about interesting things from school.
Because of Lu Ziming’s common friend and her superb communication skills, the dinner table was quickly filled with laughter and laughter.
Xu Qing also put what had just happened behind her and joked with Shen Yuyan.
While enjoying the food, Tang and Song admired the two beautiful alumni with relish.
…
Jinxiu New Town Community.
The black BMW slowly parked in the parking space downstairs.
Wen Ruan walked down carrying LV SPEEDY35.
Immediately afterwards, the passenger door was also gently pushed open. My colleague Zhang Xintong said with emotion: "Sister Wen Ruan, your boyfriend is so kind to you. This car is a BMW 330i Yaoye. I checked it. It costs more than 400,000 yuan. "
"If you don't give it to me, you can drive it. As you know, I am very interested in the car." Wen Ruan locked the car and walked upstairs with her.
“That’s great too. I really envy Sister Wen Ruan’s luck in finding a good boyfriend like Tang Song!”
Wen Ruan smiled and said nothing more.
On this business trip to the imperial capital, she and Zhang Xintong were on the same team. They were her assistants for this trip. Originally, they had to work overtime tonight to discuss the plan.
But Hu Mingli suddenly ran to Zhang Ziqi and told her to come back early tonight, saying that there was something important.
So she simply took the assistant home with her and worked overtime after dinner.
“Dong, dong, dong—” Wen Ruan knocked on the door heavily.
Because there was someone in the house, she was too lazy to take out the key and open the door.
"Come on, come on!" A familiar shout sounded, and then the door was pushed open, Zhang Ziqi leaned out half of her body, "You are finally back! We have been waiting for you for more than an hour!"
Wen Ruan opened the door and left. Go in and introduce: "This is my colleague, Zhang Xintong, I mentioned it to you before."
"Oh, remember, the little beauty in your department."
They exchanged a few greetings.
Wen Ruan asked curiously: "I told you that I have to work overtime today. What's going on, why are you rushing me in such a hurry?"
"Papa~" Zhang Ziqi clapped her hands.
Immediately afterwards, Hu Mingli, who was hiding in the bedroom, came out, holding a large bouquet of flowers in her hand.
The red tulips gathered together are like a burning flame, bright and warm.
Wen Ruan said directly: "Is it a gift from Tang and Song Dynasties?"
"Hmm, who else besides us, Mr. Tang?" Hu Mingli handed the flowers over with a smile, "This is a surprise specially arranged by him, and there is a greeting card for you in it."
Wen Ruan was stunned and quickly took the bouquet.
Squinting his eyes and lowering his head, he took a deep breath, and the rich aroma poured into his nose.
She bit her plump lips and pulled out a beautiful greeting card from the bouquet.
"Wow!" Zhang Xintong approached with bright eyes, "Sister Wen Ruan, your boyfriend is so romantic, look at what it says."
She still remembers the scene of Tang and Song walking out of the rain with tulips in their hands during the last group building in Huiying Creative Park.
When I saw the bouquet again, I couldn’t help but think of the last scene.
I have to say that Tang Song is indeed more romantic and charming than Director Wang.
No wonder Sister Wenruan fell so quickly.
"Yes, look at what's written on it. If you didn't come, Lili and I wouldn't dare to read it."
The loyal Hu Mingli immediately exposed it and said: "Come on, Qiqi, if I hadn't stopped you, you would have opened it secretly!"
Zhang Ziqi smiled coquettishly, "Stop talking about all this nonsense, open it and take a look, I'm super curious! I want to see how the male god makes his girlfriend happy."
Wen Ruan took a deep breath, took the greeting card out of the plastic wrap, and gently opened it.
“Dala~” Three fluttering cards fell to the ground.
“Something has fallen!” Zhang Xintong reminded him and bent down to pick it up.
Wen Ruan didn’t look at the dropped thing immediately, but stared blankly at the two lines of handwritten text above.
[If you remember the flowers, the flowers will not wither. If you remember me, I will be by your side]
The last time he said these three words was when he took off her pants and spanked her in Yanjingtian City.
This time it was flowers and a confession, which instantly made her full of love.
“Ahhhhh!” A harsh scream suddenly sounded, and Zhang Xintong sat down on the ground.
It startled the three women who were reading the contents of the card.
“What’s wrong?” Zhang Ziqi looked at Zhang Xintong curiously.
Zhang Xintong's face turned red, she pointed at the card in her hand and hesitated: "Sister...sister...this...Su Yu..."
"Let me see! Let me see!" Zhang Ziqi and Hu Mingli, sensing something was wrong, hurriedly came over.
Immediately afterwards, the two men burst into fierce shouts at the same time.
Zhang Ziqi took the three invitations, glanced at the expectant Zhang Xintong, and said nervously: "Mr. Tang is so kind to us. This is definitely for us three best friends to go to Su Yu's concert together!"
"Yes, yes! Absolutely!" Hu Mingli nodded with red eyes.
Zhang Xintong opened her mouth, tears glistening in her eyes.
I am Su Yu’s ten-year-old fan!
…
The sky is getting dark.
Bright and soft lights gradually replace natural light, creating a comfortable and relaxing atmosphere.
Lin Muxue, who had been busy for a long time, panted and stopped.
Started to inspect his achievements in the flat floor.
In the cloakroom at the entrance, there are all kinds of women's shoes neatly arranged on a row of shoe cabinets on the right side.
In addition, there are also her umbrellas, couple keychains, storage boxes, silk scarves, windbreakers, etc.
There are two more pink pillows on the sofa in the living room.
On the artistic coffee table, there are two unfolded fashion magazines.
There is a beautiful lace apron in the kitchen.
There are many colorful stickers on the refrigerator door.
The above is her handwritten care and reminder, and there are also many emoticons drawn on it, full of the atmosphere of life and love.
Her toothbrush cups, towels, and various commonly used toiletries and skin care products are neatly listed in the bathroom.
The dressing room in the master bedroom is very large. Originally, clothes and accessories from the Tang and Song Dynasties only occupied about one-third of the space.
At this time, a whole row of unused cabinets opposite had already been hung with pieces of women's clothing.
Classified according to different factors such as occasion, season, style, etc.
In addition, her collection of bags and accessories are also placed in the corresponding display windows.
At first glance, it looks exquisite, luxurious and full of details.
She clamped her legs tightly, eyes filled with intoxication.
…
As the night grew dark, Lin Muxue lay on the soft and comfortable big bed, burying her head on the pillow of Tang and Song Dynasty, hugging his quilt, and feeling the residual scent of him.
“Ah~” A melodious whisper of joy sounded.
Lin Muxue’s face gradually flushed, and she felt a little urgent to urinate again.
But this time she did not go directly to the toilet.
Instead, he took off all his pants and clothes and rolled around on the bed naked, letting the bed be stained with his scent and hair.
“You have to do the whole show.” She hummed.
Immediately afterwards, pants, tops, and underwear were thrown out.
A large area of fair skin is exposed to the air.
Lin Muxue completely let herself go, tossing and turning on the bed, singing softly.
I was sweating all over as I fantasized about the postures of Tang and Song Dynasties unscrupulously.
(End of this chapter)