After a long time, Song Tiantian never heard any movement outside, and she thought that he should have left.

Her body sat down on the floor against the wall again, and she pulled out her phone and turned the music back on.

The chaotic music suddenly broke into Tang Jingyun's ears, and then he heard Song Tiantian humming in her out-of-tune voice.

Listening to Lei Ren's lyrics and out of tune, the corners of Tang Jingyun's mouth twitched.

Song Tilt sang a little selflessly, and her mouth was dry when she sang, so she was willing to stop.

Little did she know that her ghostly wolf-like voice had been heard by someone.

After a while, there was a small sound at the door, and then, the room where Song Tiantian was located instantly became transparent and bright.

It's called!

Song Tian stood up from the ground and returned to the workbench excitedly, she didn't think much about the weirdness of things, and began to get busy.

Outside the door.

The director looked so frightened that he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"Mr. Tang, I'm sorry, I don't know why this accident happened, I'll ...... next time"

Tang Jingyun glanced at him coldly, and a chill passed through his eyes, "Is there a next time?" ”

"No, there will be no next time!" The director of the station swore an oath.

"Bring me out the locked people, and punish them severely!"

"Okay, Mr. Tang......" the director replied in a low voice.

It was Song Anqi's intention to lock Song Tilt in the workshop, but Song Anqi was not so stupid, she would do it herself, she called a cleaner to do things for her, and gave her a lot of money.

Tang Jingyun's expression was gloomy and impatient, he stretched out his hand indifferently, and the director immediately handed him the set of keys in his hand.

"I am not allowed to say a word about what I have been here tonight, if ......"

"No, it won't!" The director made another immediate guarantee, and after getting Tang Jingyun's relent, he fled and left here.

Dealing with this Buddha, it is really terrifying, and I feel that if I say the wrong word, I will be killed.

Tang Jingyun took the key and opened the door.

Song Tiantian's eyes were focused on the workbench, and she didn't even feel the movement behind her, until Tang Jingyun completely approached and shouted her name, she turned her head sharply as if she had seen a ghost.

"You!"

Tang Jingyun sat down on the single sofa on the side like a nobody.

"You're busy, leave me alone."

He may have been a little tired, but the tall figure sat down on the sofa and began to close his eyes to recuperate, and he raised his right arm and placed it on his eyes, slightly blocking out the harsh light.

Looks like he's going to spend the night with her tonight.

For a while, Song Tiantian had mixed feelings in her heart, she shook her head, the corners of her mouth hooked up a soft smile, and then turned around and continued the work at hand seriously, but compared with the lonely battle not long ago, the feeling of having someone to accompany seemed to stimulate her passion for creation more.

It's dawn.

The finished product in Song's hands has also been completed by one-third.

She walked lightly to Tang Jingyun's side, and her fingertips carefully touched his perfect cold and hard outline.