The air suddenly became silent and awkward.
Song Yi blinked.
What the heck?
She thought Tang Si came alone.
Zhou Liang, Zhan Jiangcheng, and the old man all looked at her gesture.
Zhou Liang was shocked. Since when did their boss become so...letting people do whatever they want with him?
The woman clung to him, sweetly acting coy.
Upon seeing the three of them, Song Yi immediately gripped Tang Si's clothes, released him, pursed her lips, and slowly withdrew her hand from around his neck.
Her head rubbed against his shoulder all the way back, burying into his embrace.
Tang Si raised his eyebrows, not yet having the chance to ask anything.
He heard her muffled voice say from his arms: "What do I do? So embarrassing."
As she spoke, her hand mischievously rubbed his front waist.
She whispered: "Straighten your waist, let your girl touch your abs to calm down."
Tang Si smiled with curled lips, his voice soft: "Touch more, and you'll see."
