Women's clothing giants are all in love

That conversation ended up not continuing.

Wen Liang thought over and over again what Yan Huainan said, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch when he thought about it.

But he couldn't find an opportunity to mention it again, and it seemed a bit deliberate no matter what.

It was only after going to the Mu Mu Bar that I mentioned this to Wu Yang—then Wu Yang completely misunderstood the point, wearing a miniskirt and high heels, stepped on the stool, and said angrily, "Am I a pervert?" ?! Who is the pervert, who is the pantyhose lover?!"

Wen Liang was pinched desperately by Wu Yang on the cheek, and smiled on the other side: "He is definitely interested in me."

Wu Yang: "Huh? Perverted stockings lover, maybe your boss was temporarily bewitched by your beauty—"

Wen Liang quickly turned his face away, looking at him with a half-smile.

Wu Yang choked, and immediately fell silent.

Wen Liang said slowly: "So you think it is possible for him to be seduced by my 'beauty', don't you?"

"..." Wuyang didn't want to speak, and Wuyang didn't want to answer.

In fact, Wu Yang thinks that Wen Liang can take advantage of her beauty to commit murder.

Even if the other party is really a straight man, as long as Wen Liang is willing to go out and tease him, he doesn't believe that the other party will not be moved at all.

Of course, "being willing" is a major premise. In the past, Wuyang felt that Wen Liang still had some scruples of his own in front of that immediate boss, so he didn't make such a bold suggestion.

Now, thank God, Wen Liang figured it out on her own.

It's a pity that Wuyang is still resenting being treated as a pervert at this time.

That immediate boss is someone in Wen Liang's heart. Wen Liang is very proud now, so Wu Yang is very upset!He doesn't want to answer!

Wen Liang didn't care about Wu Yang's choking expression at all, and thoughtfully said: "Then if I seduce him..."

The company organizes a staff trip to surrounding areas every year in the second half of the year as a benefit for employees.

Sooner or later, this year is set before New Year's Day.

Each department can choose its own location, as long as the total budget does not exceed the standard.

This year, the general manager's office and another department chose a hot spring hotel in the suburbs of city A.

Several bosses don't always participate every year. Being busy is one thing, and they also know in their hearts that if they were there, the employees would feel uncomfortable to some extent.

Of course, Luo Hui and Yan Huainan are not the same thing to the employees—these two are young talents after all, handsome and young, and many girls in the company treat them like idols , I wish they would participate in more group activities.

It's a pity that in the past five years, Luo Hui has been there three times, but Yan Huainan has only been there once, and the only time he went back to the city halfway to get busy with work.

Wen Liang originally thought that he and Luo Hui would lead the people from the two departments to play together this year, but he didn't expect that when Yan Huainan was asked, the latter thought for a while and said, "I'm free this year, so let me go too. "

Wen Liang was surprised, and then Yan Huainan asked: "Are you all going to soak in hot springs?"

Wen Liang's mind moved slightly, and when he raised his eyes, he met Yan Huainan's eyes.

In the next second, the screen of the latter's mobile phone on the table lit up, and Yan Huainan lowered his eyes and glanced at it.

The corners of Wen Liang's lips twitched: "If you go to a hot spring hotel, you will definitely go to a hot spring."

He squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Mr. Yan also has to remember to bring a pair of swimming trunks—or can I buy them for you?"

Yan Huainan choked out unexpectedly.

He turned his head, his ears were a little red from coughing, and he waved his hands quickly.

Wen Liang couldn't see his expression clearly, only heard his hoarse voice: "...No, I will take it myself."

Wen Liang's smile deepened.

He said: "Okay, as for the room, can I arrange you to share it with Mr. Luo?"

When he was on a business trip abroad, it was Luo Hui himself who said that he needed some help from Lao Li and wanted to live with Lao Li, so Wen Liang was able to share a room with Yan Huainan, just like when they were on a business trip alone.

Other times, bosses and bosses always live together.

Some bosses with bigger airs will ask for a single room.

Wen Liang said lightly, "If possible, I'll ask someone to book a room."

Yan Huainan paused, closed the notebook casually, and said, "Luo Hui will snore when he sleeps, which is very noisy. Let the people in his department solve the problem of his room."

Wen Liang's hands clenched slightly.

He said softly: "Then you..."

Yan Huainan glanced at him: "I share a room with you."

The time soon came to the day of the hot spring tour.

Although they didn't go out of the market, and they only stayed for one night, the employees were very happy - after all, they didn't take up their weekends.

The hot spring hotel is located in a local characteristic tourist attraction, which is a quaint town.

The bus arrived at the office building early in the morning. After getting on the bus, all the staff drove all the way to the north of City A, and arrived at the entrance of the Guzhen Hot Spring Hotel an hour and a half later.

After checking in, everyone went to their rooms, and then they were free to move around—it wasn’t until evening that everyone had a meal together.

When walking in the corridor, Luo Hui came over and complained to Yan Huainan in a low voice: "Xiao Xiao will snore even in sleep now, you can ask Xiao Wen to change the room with me."

Xiao Xiao is Luo Hui's assistant, and also the colleague who was arranged to sleep in the same room with him this time.

Comrade Xiao Xiao's snoring was something that Luo Hui only discovered during his latest business trip. Xiao Xiao himself didn't seem to realize it, let alone other colleagues.

For this hot spring trip, Luo Huiben didn't bother to ask about the various arrangements, and let the employees below organize themselves. Unexpectedly, when he got the form, he found that he was arranged with Xiao Xiao—that was really painful.

At this moment, he said this in front of Wen Liang, and Luo Hui still has the ability to say it without changing his face.

Wen Liang looked at Luo Hui with a half-smile, Yan Huainan said mercilessly: "You want to sleep, so Wen Liang doesn't have to sleep?"

Before Luo Hui had time to refute, Yan Huainan looked at Wen Liang, as if he suddenly remembered something, coughed lightly and said, "And you are not the same? People have to count on themselves."

After speaking, he floated into the room lightly.

Luo Hui stopped where he was, with a dazed expression on his face.

What does it mean for a person to count on himself?What do you mean he is similar?

He doesn't snore...

Wen Liang walked past Luo Hui, looked at Luo Hui's expression probingly, followed Yan Huainan into the room, and said, "Boss Luo..."

Yan Huainan paused, took off his coat calmly, and said in a calm tone, "He has never believed that he is snoring in his sleep, and he is very unwilling to face the reality."

This is true, and there is still a bit of serious disapproval.

Wen Liang raised his brows: "Oh...but Mr. Luo is a handsome guy after all, so he would not want to face this kind of...symptoms, well, it's normal."

Yan Huainan listened, nodded, and said with a serious face: "But people must learn to recognize themselves."

Wen Liang couldn't tell how much she believed in her heart, she covered her lips and smiled and said, "Then next time, maybe you can ask Mr. Luo's girlfriend to record it for him?"

Yan Huainan deeply agreed: "You are right, I will tell his girlfriend."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Wen Liang again: "You think Luo Hui is handsome?"

Wen Liang said seriously: "Luo is always handsome. If he hadn't got a girlfriend now, there should be many girls in the company who have a crush on him."

Yan Huainan frowned.

Wen Liang turned to go to the bathroom, and said lightly, "But you, Mr. Yan, are also the same."

Wen Liang paused, turned around and smiled lightly: "Ah, I think you are prettier than Mr. Luo. Anyway, if it were me, I would like your type better."

Yan Huainan in the room froze in place.

Wen Liang went into the toilet, closed the door, and smiled happily.

After lunch, Wen Liang and Yan Huainan chose to ignore Luo Hui's WeChat invitation and left the hotel.

The town is at the border of City A and Lin City, and the taste is closer to Lin City. A small shop in the town can find sweet dishes.

Yan Huainan doesn't like spicy food, but likes sweet food, which is just right.

However, Wen Liang is the opposite.

When ordering, Jianwen Liang only ordered Yan Huainan's favorite dishes, Yan Huainan took the menu without saying a word, and replaced the two dishes with spicy dishes.

One of them is chili fried pork.

The chili fried pork in this kind of place must not be very authentic, but the corners of the lips were slightly sunken after hearing the coolness: "Do you still remember that I like to eat this dish?"

When they eat out, if they meet someone else to treat them, most of them will serve all kinds of seafood to show off. In order to cater to the taste of the public, most of them will not order spicy dishes.

If the two of them are eating alone - it is basically on the way to work, mainly light meals.

It has been a long time since Wen Liang ordered this dish in front of Yan Huainan, and the last time was probably earlier than five years ago.

Yan Huainan closed the menu and replied, "Yes."

——When Wen Liang first joined the job, he really forgot about this junior who once had a relationship in the student union.

But not long afterward, the memory returned.

Yan Huainan still remembered that it was a welcome dinner for the student union, and this dish was placed in front of the most handsome boy among the freshman cadres of that session.

Throughout the night, Yan Huainan looked at the boy several times, because the other party kept holding the dish that was too spicy for Yan Huainan, so that Yan Huainan mistakenly thought that the boy was from Sichuan. From Chongqing area.

However, Wen Liang is a real southerner

Recalling the scene at that time, Yan Huainan laughed: "I remember that time you ate all the dishes, the chili was very spicy, you were so spicy—"

His words stopped abruptly, and his eyes fell on Wen Liang's lips.

——The hotness made her lips rosy, coupled with that fair and beautiful face, it was simply indescribably gorgeous.

Yan Huainan felt that his throat was a little dry, so he looked away, but Wen Liang didn't hear what was going on, but smiled with eyes wide open.

Walk around the town after dinner.

This town is said to be a thousand-year-old town, but the buildings are all antique buildings. Fortunately, the design is really good, and it is full of Jiangnan charm.

"It's a pity that it's winter. If you come here in spring, the scenery may be more beautiful." Walking on the road in the small town, Wen Liang wrapped her coat tightly and sighed.

In winter, the branches have long since become bare, tourists are also sparse, and the cold wind sweeps through, which is somewhat desolate.

Today's sky is also somewhat leaden, not so clear.

"But it would be nice if there was a snowfall."

Maybe it was walking side by side on the path with Yan Huainan, which finally gave Wen Liang the feeling that the two of them were dating. He couldn't control his excitement and desire to talk.

Even the footsteps seem to be lighter.

He turned his head and smiled at Yan Huainan.

That smile came into Yan Huainan's eyes.

The tip of Wen Liang's nose was a little red from the cold.

There was a scarf around his neck—perhaps because he was not very good at tying it, the scarf was loose, and it probably couldn't cover much wind.

Wen Liang shrank her neck and hid in the scarf.

The chief assistant, who is always polite and personable at ordinary times, showed a rare naivety and cuteness at this moment.

Yan Huainan looked at him, and suddenly felt as if a small feather brushed against his heart.

That subtle, seemingly absent touch caused a clear itching and tightening.

The roads in the town criss-crossed. On the right side of the row of small shops along the other end of the alley, a few colleagues happened to pass by. They saw them and waved to them.

Wen Liang was about to say hello to those colleagues, but Yan Huainan stopped, as if he didn't notice, he turned around and faced him.

The man raised his hand, lowered his head and adjusted the scarf for Wen Liang, and tied it tighter.

Wen Liang hesitated, and looked up at him.

Wen Liang's height is close to 1.8 meters, not short, but Yan Huainan is half a head taller than him, tall, with broad shoulders, as if standing in front of him can block all the cold wind.

There was a gentle smile in Yan Huainan's eyes.

He said softly: "Maybe I should try to spare time to participate in group activities every year in the future."

Wen Liang was startled and said, "Why do you say that?"

Arranging the scarf for Wen Liang, Yan Huainan put his hands in the pockets of his coat, looked down at him and said, "It doesn't snow very much in City A, but if you participate in a few more years of activities, there will always be one."

Encountered a snow.

Outside the company, outside the workplace.

On more such trails full of different views, in any quiet corner of the city.

The moments when they are so close, standing in front of each other.

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