"Li Moyan, what do you want to do?" Tang Yihuan was really annoyed, and directly drooped his little face.

"No! With that, Li Moyan strode to pick out a black one, and then entered the fitting room.

Tang Yihuan looked at him, "......"

"Mr. Cen, good afternoon!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came not far away, and suddenly, Tang Yihuan was startled and looked sideways at the store.

At a glance, she saw the familiar figure of the mall executives passing by outside the store.

How could she forget that this shopping mall is owned by the Cen family, presumably at this time, Cen Shaofeng is inspecting the work in the shopping mall.

As if he was about to be caught stealing Huan, Tang Yihuan immediately opened the curtain of the interview room in front of him and got in......

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, she crashed into a solid wall of flesh, and her forehead hit the man's jaw, which was as hard as a stone, and she screamed in pain, and instinctively raised her hand to cover her forehead.

Looking down, looking at the little woman who suddenly threw herself into her arms, the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms on her body mixed with the refreshing breath of lime instantly penetrated into his nose, into his lungs, heart and spleen.

This smell not only made him feel familiar, but also unusually comfortable, as if this smell was buried in his body, a part of his body in the first place.

Suddenly, Li Moyan's dark eyes sank, and in an instant they were as deep as splashing ink, and the scorching darkness began to flash, and his body had an irrepressible impulse.

"Does Miss Tang usually take the initiative to give her arms like this?" Without hesitation, Li Moyan's long arm wrapped around Tang Yihuan's waist, directly clasped her into his chest, and spoke in a low and dumb voice in his ear.

The man's movements made Tang Yihuan startled, and raised her head suddenly, and the moment the man's demon-like face came into view, she was so uncomfortable as if she had eaten a rotten egg, and immediately struggled to push him.

You let go ...... "Me!"

"Mr. Cen, this is Armani's new store manager Liu, who has just returned from training abroad. ”

In the fitting room, when Tang Yihuan's word "I" had not yet fallen, the voice outside came very clearly.

"Mr. Cen, hello, I am so lucky, I have only been working for a few days, and the Lord has seen you in person, compared to the photo, you yourself are more handsome and graceful. ”

"Now that it's the peak sales season, how is the sales of your store?"

When Cen Shaofeng's plain and gentle voice came outside, Tang Yihuan stayed in the fitting room, not even daring to breathe, let alone struggle and shout.

Looking at the little woman in her arms who looked like she was eager to hit her head, inexplicably, Li Moyan's mood was better, and her head was pressed down a little bit.

Feeling the handsome face in front of him that was getting bigger and bigger, Tang Yihuan couldn't help it, Tang Yihuan trembled, and immediately blocked it in front of him with both hands, suppressed his voice to the lowest, and almost gritted his teeth, "Li Moyan, you try to get one centimeter closer." ”

In fact, when she said this, she was about to cry.

Although she felt that Cen Shaofeng had broken up with her, she definitely didn't want Cen Shaofeng to misunderstand what she and Li Moyan had.

What's more, Li Moyan, a scumbag, is about to marry Ji Shuman.

Li Moyan smiled, lowered his head to her ear, almost biting her ear, and also suppressed his voice in a low voice, "Since it's so uncomfortable to stay with me, then you go out, and I'll continue to change clothes." ”

"Bastard!" Tang Yihuan was really anxious and about to cry, and he didn't choose what to say.

"You don't go out on your own. As he spoke, Li Moyan suddenly let go of her, and then, in front of her, he began to take off his shirt with extremely elegant and leisurely movements.

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