To You, My Beloved

The office quieted down for a moment. Tang Shi sat on the office chair and sat there for a while, then reached out and closed the computer, picked up the coat and car key, and walked directly out of the office.

When Tang Shi drove to the "Red Garden" Holiday Villa, he stopped the car at half past nine, and the manager of the Villa greeted him graciously: "Master Shi, are you here?"

Tang Shi nodded slightly, raised his head, and glanced at a hotel room in the distance that was taller than the other, before he spoke, and asked, "Is she there yet?"

The manager opened the door of the sightseeing car for Tang Shi: "Miss Gu has been here for over an hour."

Tang Shi didn't say a word, but leaned on the back of the sightseeing car and closed his eyes slightly.

When the sightseeing car drove from the entrance of the villa to the entrance of the presidential suite halfway up the mountain, it was already 9.50.

When the manager was about to take out the room card and opened the door for Tang Shi, Tang Shi waved his hand. The manager handed the room card to Tang Shi with interest, and then left respectfully.

Tang Shi raised his wrist and glanced at the time. At 9:51, there were still five minutes left before the time agreed with Gu Qingcheng.

At the entrance of the Presidential Suite, there is a large bunch of beautiful flowers, exuding a sweet fragrance. Tang Shi leaned against the wall and counted silently in his heart. When he counted about five hundred times, Tang Shi swept again. At a glance, there is less than one minute left.

Tang Shi straightened up, stood at the front door, took out the room card, turned it twice in the palm of his hand, and then slowly swept the door lock, and there was a sound of opening the door.

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By ten o'clock, the villa was in a complete mess, unlike the city, where cars drove by at midnight.

In order to restrain the tension in his heart, Gu Qingcheng turned on the TV. On the TV, it was Zhou Xingchi’s Tang Bohu making Qiuxiang. Zhou Xingchi’s exaggerated acting skills and funny lines did not make Gu Qingcheng laugh, but made her more and more nervous. .

He raised his head again and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was close to ten o'clock. Gu Qingcheng was about to take a deep breath to ease the violent speed of his heartbeat. As a result, there was the sound of the door unlocking. With a sigh of relief, he was held in his throat abruptly, and the whole person quickly stood up.

Then Gu Qingcheng saw Tang Shi who opened the door and entered.

This man can always interpret Fenghua to the extreme so easily, not only making men jealous, even women can't help resenting the unfairness of heaven.

Tang Shi first glanced at Gu Qingcheng, then closed the door with his backhand, and walked towards the sofa.

Zhou Xingchi on TV is laughing with his classic signature.

Gu Qingcheng's tense legs were a little weak. She worked hard to stabilize her body. When Tang Shi walked in front of her, she swallowed calmly and shouted: "Master Shi. "

Yesterday was Mr. Tang, today is Master Shi?

Tang Shi's hummed softly with his nose and sat on the sofa.

His "humph" made Gu Qingcheng unable to understand what it meant, and the whole person became more and more nervous, standing on the side, not dare to let out the atmosphere.

Apart from Zhou Xingchi's voice from the TV, there was no other sound in the room.

This silence made Gu Qingcheng a little suffocated. She raised her eyelids secretly and glanced at Tang Shi.

The man was still expressionless, his emotions and anger invisible.