To You, My Beloved

Before Gu Qingcheng walked in, he heard Feng Yiyi's pretty voice from the office: "Brother Shi, you can choose one!"

"Don't make trouble, I'm busy." Tang Shi's tone sounded a little weak, but he wasn't impatient.

"Brother Shi, this is the gift I have spent a week carefully choosing for you. You can choose first and then process those documents later." Feng Yiyi's tone brought a touch of coquetry.

When Gu Qingcheng heard these words, his heart trembled. Feng Yiyi is so brave. If he doesn't call Tang Shi, Mr. Tang in the company, it doesn't matter if he calls Brother Shi, he was so stalking when he was working in Tang Shi! My father told her that when a man is busy, the most annoying thing is that a woman's reluctant interruption. She is not afraid to annoy Tang Shi!

Gu Qingcheng thought this way in his heart, but pretended that he hadn't heard the conversation between Feng Yiyi and Tang Shi at all, opened the door, held coffee, and walked in.

Feng Yiyi turned her head when she heard the sound of pushing the door. When she saw Gu Qingcheng, she was slightly startled, and then turned around casually, and handed the iPad in front of Tang Shi.

The corner of Tang Shi's eye swept into Gu Qingcheng, his fingers on the computer keyboard paused slightly, and then he took the iPaD from Feng Yiyi's hand.

Tang Shi swiped his finger on the ipad twice, then randomly pointed to the screen twice, and asked Feng Yiyi: "These two, which one do you think is better?

Feng Yiyi leaned in front of Tang Shi, tilted his head, pouted, and looked innocent and cute. He stared at the ipad screen for a while, then pointed to the screen and said, "Well, the other style is too Too conservative."

"Okay, just listen to you." Tang Shi said without objection.

Feng Yiyi's face immediately bloomed with a flower-like smile: "That's it, Brother Shi!"

Tang Shi handed the ipad back to Feng Yiyi, and the tone of his mouth said the blame without the slightest accusation: "When you go to work in the future, don't run a desert."

Feng Yiyi pouted, without knowing anything, and said: "I know, Brother Shi."

The two people talked about topics unrelated to work, as if they didn't even see Gu Qingcheng walking into the office.

Gu Qingcheng placed the coffee on Tang Shi's right hand neatly, and did not speak to interrupt the conversation between the two people, but prepared to leave with interest.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yiyi suddenly turned his head and looked at Gu Qingcheng. He smiled and said, "Qingcheng, you came just right. I just told Brother Shi about his birthday party next week. You and Brother Shi After knowing each other for so many years, Brother Shi must have sent you a birthday invitation, right?"