Huo Jingcheng folded his legs and leaned on the seat behind him. His voice was low, but husky and tight.
In a short sentence, everyone here has a number in mind, and many people laugh. The atmosphere is not so tight.
"Let's start..." he nodded his jaw and signaled to start. When his deep eyes swept through a certain place, he paused slightly.
The people sitting in front are all women. Their voices are very good, with some whine, but they won't make people feel uncomfortable.
Shen Ya didn't realize until now why there were so many women, and all of them were dressed up. When she accidentally saw a woman winking at him, she suddenly opened her eyes. It was obvious that it was color seduction
But Huo Jingcheng didn't react much from beginning to end. He maintained the same posture, and the waiter standing behind him was always refilling his glass.
It's not tea, it's boiled water
There were twenty in total, and Shenya was the last. When it was her turn, his eyes looked over naturally.
At ordinary times, he gives people a feeling of oppression. At present, there are so many people around him. The sense of oppression is even worse. She is a little nervous.
"There's no need to be nervous. You can take a deep breath and let yourself relax..." Huo Jingcheng whispered with a slight hook on the corner of his lips.
As he said, she took a deep breath and began slowly after her mood calmed down.
His deep eyes fell on her and seemed to be listening, but Shen Ya felt very uncomfortable, but he also insisted on telling what to say.
Until the end, she was greatly relieved and sat down. The meeting ended at this time. Huo Jingcheng got up, said hello and left.
Without exception, there are countless admirations for him this time. He clearly didn't say anything or do anything. He just sat there and gained so much appreciation and admiration.
Shen Ya was the first to leave and walked around the corner of the Bauhinia palace. When she was preparing to stop a taxi, black Bentley stopped and Xiao Zhang's face showed: "Miss Shen, get in the car."
"No, I have other things to do." Shenya refused.
"No matter where you are busy, you have to take a bus. It's just a ride for you." Xiao Zhang was extremely enthusiastic.
Such enthusiasm made Shen Ya unable to refuse. She opened the door and got on the bus. Huo Jingcheng sat in the back seat, closed his eyes and was closing his eyes.
Shen Ya sat on it, a long distance away. Xiao Zhang whispered that Mr. Huo had a cold. He put an umbrella in the car yesterday. Mr. Huo got wet at home somehow. Now he has a cold, and his voice is even worse. His voice is rusty and dumb.
Just now she felt that his voice was too wrong. It turned out to be a cold.
She thought again, he gave her the umbrella last night, and then guilt appeared in her heart.
Huo Jingcheng didn't make a sound. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, his body moved, and his black coat slipped off his shoulder and fell on the carpet.
Shenya raised her head and looked at him. She was still sleeping without any reaction. She paused, bent down and picked up his black windbreaker.
He didn't wake up, and she was embarrassed to disturb him. She hardened her scalp and gently wanted to put her coat on him.
His body moved again, and his coat slipped down. She quickly reached out and caught him. His shoulders were wide and thick. She just put it down a little. This time she wanted to put it up.
She leaned slightly, holding the collar of his black coat in her hands and falling on his neck.
At this time, Huo Jingcheng's black eyes opened and Shen Ya was slightly stunned. His left hand rose and fell between his eyebrows, kneaded and opened his mouth. In his hoarse voice, there was a little rough and frosted: "thank you..."
The distance between them was too close. As soon as he opened his mouth, the breath from his nose and thin lips fell on her cheek. It was too hot and hot. He had a bad cold
"No." she immediately took back her hand, and her cheeks were hot with his breath.
"Xiao Zhang, congee shop on Jiangnan Road..." he sat up and took off his black coat.
Shen Ya felt guilty and said, "haven't you had dinner yet?"
"Yes..."
"I'll treat you to the porridge that night, OK?" his colds were all caused by her. It's understandable to invite him to a meal.
"Yes..." he raised his thin lip upward, with a slight arc, but it was too light.
It was the last porridge shop. It was good to sit in the private room. Shen Ya got up and went out again. She remembered that there was a drugstore next door.
When she came in again, she was carrying a medicine bag with amoxicillin and cold capsule in it.
When the waiter brought the porridge in, Shen Ya asked the waiter to bring a cup of warm water, and then handed him the medicine according to the instructions.
Huo Jingcheng took it naturally. There was a faint tacit understanding and comfort. He hooked his lips and said to the waiter, "thank you."
The waiter blushed, peeped again, repressed his excited heart and walked out of the private room.
"Made up today?" he raised his eyes a little, drank porridge lightly, and his behavior was very elegant.
Shen Ya was unnatural, cramped and nodded. In fact, she didn't mean to make up.
"Very beautiful..." he spit out three more words and said with appreciation.
She pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, "thank you."
"You asked me yesterday why I liked you..."
As soon as she was stiff, Shen Ya didn't expect that he would suddenly mention this topic again. She felt embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. She nodded for a long time.
Raised his eyes, Huo Jingcheng's deep and bottomless eyes fell on Shen Ya. His sexy thin lips pulled and said in a warm voice: "you brought Xiao Zhang a bowl of porridge. You smiled happily when cleaning. There are many points you can touch me. I can't list them one by one, but your sexual style is deep in my heart..."
For example, the kitchen, the Sydney cooked for him, the table dish he was invited to eat, the light emitted when he cleaned carefully, and the box of medicine just now
Deep in my heart, he speaks very briefly, but he always has the ability to make people blush and heartbeat.
It was for such a simple reason that Shenya felt that she didn't know what to say.
After a long time, Shen Ya took up the water cup on the table and took a few sips before she said, "if it's for these reasons, I think Mr. Huo is impulsive..."
Huo Jingcheng frowned slightly upward: "impulsive?"
Slightly closed his eyes, Shen Ya also broke out and said, "don't Mr. Huo think these aspects he raised are very plain and shallow?"
"No..." he took a sip of warm water and moistened his voice.
"Every woman can do things like what I do," Shenya continued.
"Maybe they can do it, but they've never done it in front of me..." Huo Jingcheng's eyes are deep and staring at her.
Those too deep eyes made Shen Ya feel some oppression: "in fact, this is not a good feeling, because no woman has ever done such a thing in front of Mr. Huo, so Mr. Huo will feel fresh..."