Milk tea polysaccharide

"...Understood, let's go."

Li Mo grinned, and then let out an ouch.

"Still laughing, leave quickly."

"Got it." Li Mo walked out of the office briskly, and finally turned around and knocked on the door, "Sister, do you want takeaway?"

"Tell me clearly, what takeaway?" I won't be fooled this time.

"Hee hee, the one who can make tea and wants to make you too."

Song Tang stared coldly, Li Mo immediately shrank his head and ran away.

She continued to edit pictures, but Li Mo's voice kept coming out of her mind. She pushed the keyboard and tapped her forehead, feeling very annoying.

She estimated that it might be until nine o'clock in the evening after finishing these repairs. After thinking for a few seconds, she released Tuming from the blacklist and sent him a message: "I will work overtime until nine o'clock in the evening. I want to drink something."

Almost a few seconds later, he replied: "Is it so late? Then I will pick you up?"

She thought about it, the place where she parked today was not the company parking lot, but outside, and she had to be cautious when walking alone at night, so she agreed: "Then you can take the bus or subway, and I will take you when the time comes."

"it is good."

There is still an hour before nine o'clock, since someone is coming, she hastened to complete the work. Finally, she processed the photos on time before nine o'clock, packed her things and went downstairs. The security guards on the first floor happened to be patrolling. The borrowed temporary magnetic card was placed on the table, signed and sealed before leaving.

When she walked out of the building, Tuming's call came: "Sister, I accidentally took one more stop, please wait for me, I will ride a bicycle to find you."

"It's okay. I'll go find you. I'm afraid that if you walk around in an unfamiliar way, I won't be able to find you."

"No, you stay where you are, don't go alone when it's late, I'll ride over to find you."

Hearing his rare and strong tone, she felt a little inexplicable, so she took a breath: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Song Tang had just hung up the phone when she saw two men walking towards her. She subconsciously stepped back and stared at the stranger in front of her.

"Are you Song Tang?"

"I'm not."

"Are you pretending? Didn't you receive a lot of customers recently? Why? Are we not as good as your bosses?" The man looked Song Tang up and down with mocking eyes, "I used a famous brand, and it was wrapped so tightly, and I lived quite well." Is it beautiful?"

She clenched her fists and continued to step back, keeping the distance from the two men.

"Talk? Or do you have to give you money to open your mouth?" The other party reached out to grab her, but she quickly avoided, "Still hiding? You want to play, don't you?"

They grabbed her bag, pulled her over, grabbed her hair with one hand, and said in a very shameful tone: "A woman as flirtatious as you doesn't know what to do, is it amazing? Do you know a lot of people? There is this picture Why don't you sell your face? What a pity..."

She struggled hard, but the man suddenly pushed her down, kicked her hard, and the other hit her on the head, she quickly took her bag to protect her, but was kicked hard again.

When she was curled up on the floor in pain, she heard someone shouting: "What are you doing?!" Then there was a loud whistle, and she vaguely saw two men moving away from her, as if there was a bicycle heading towards them Direction hit...

"Fuck off! I've already called the police! Fuck you!" After roaring in frustration, he touched his head with a cold hand and said tremblingly, "Song Tang? Song Tang?"

She was helped up, and the security guard rushed over at this moment, and immediately reported the situation by radio: "Someone here was injured! Those two people ran away!"

Song Tang felt a little stuffy in her abdomen. She propped herself up, and when she looked up, she saw Tu Ming's eyes were flushed, her brows were tangled together, her mouth was trembling so that she couldn't speak, and she felt like she was about to faint.

She patted the sand on her hands, resisted her fear, and pretended to be okay, jokingly said: "It's okay, next time remember not to sit on the wrong stand."

As soon as this sentence was finished, he choked up for a few seconds and then cried out. Then he clenched his fists and beat the floor angrily, cursing, "Damn it! Damn it... I'm really useless..."

"Tuma!" She immediately grabbed his fist that was about to hit the ground. At this time, the skin was already torn and bleeding. She straightened his face and forced him to look at her. "Alright, there's no need to vent your anger on yourself."

"I, I..." He was out of breath.

She stretched out her hand, gently scraped away the tears under his eyelids, and smiled angrily: "Hold it, and don't talk, or it will look like I'm bullying you."

After saying this, Song Tang saw that the big boy in front of him tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, and nodded his lips tightly. Although he was still panting and very angry, he was still obedient and quiet.

His eyes were watery when he looked down at himself, but when he looked up, his vigilant body was full of aggression.

His body remained in the posture of protecting himself until the ambulance came.

The author has something to say: [later later]

Song Tang remembered this and sent him a message: Seriously, are you afraid that I will bully you?

Tu Ming: I am more afraid of "wife responsibility". I will be very sad if you don't marry me.

Song Tang: What if I marry?

Tu Ming: Then... Wife Fu.

Song Tang: ...What do you mean?

Tuming: let you be on top (heart)

Song Tang: ...

Chapter 26 25 Cups of Milk Tea