Chapter 249

"Well," said Sheng Jingheng, putting down his tea cup, "next time, you can bring your ukri."

She really didn't bring it this time, because she didn't know what the situation was, whether she could play, whether she had time to play, etc.

Now it seems that this kind of slow variety can indeed bring inspiration from time to time.

Nanyue nodded and joked with him because he couldn't receive the sound: "will Mr. Sheng move a piano next time?"

After all, the last time he played a new song to her, he was still in the crew hotel.

According to his character, he must have brought it, not borrowed it at will.

Sheng Jingheng looked straight at her, then slightly hooked his lips and said, "you can bring an electronic organ."

The smile in his eyes was very light, flashed by, and soon he couldn't catch it.

Nanyue nodded clearly: "well, next time I bring it, I can have an ensemble."

And she signed twelve contracts, recording two at a time, that is, in addition to this time, there are five times.

And several times next time.

Sheng Jingheng made a gentle hum and didn't answer again.

They sat quietly and drank tea. For a long time, they didn't see Li Meijun or Ling Hao coming down from upstairs.

Nanyue is really a little hungry. After drinking tea, he chewed two snacks.

The dessert is very dry. It's a little uncomfortable for South Vietnam.

Sheng Jingheng saw that she drank another cup of tea and barely swallowed it. He took out a piece of chocolate and pushed it over: "do you want this?"

"Huh?" Nanyue put down his tea cup and smiled, "does Mr. Sheng like chocolate so much?"

She doesn't like the bitterness of coffee, but she likes chocolate very much.

"Generally, occasionally used to refresh." Sheng Jingheng said, as if talking to himself, "this tea can be sold in the store."

South Vietnam peeled off the chocolate package and said, "yes, it's just right for this season."

The topic fell and returned to calm.

The night is getting darker and the wind is getting colder.

The two people haven't come down yet. They seem to have endless words.

"Come in." Sheng Jingheng stood up.

Nanyue nodded, which also meant that, and then began to clean up.

Sheng Jingheng helped her get two glasses of juice she hadn't finished. When they came out of the teahouse together, the back of their hands touched slightly.

Nan Yue paused and waited until he was ahead before he kept up.

The temperature on his hand was actually warm. It was just and comfortable. People wanted to touch it for a longer time.

She thought that he should be cool when he was so cold.

When it was time for dinner, Li Meijun and Ling Hao came out of their rooms and went downstairs one after another.

They didn't know that Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng had been sitting outside. They thought they were too cold and should have come in long ago.

So I didn't mention this, but had a happy dinner.

After a harmonious and peaceful night, the chef and the chef assistant set out to buy vegetables in the vegetable market just after seven o'clock.

South Vietnam went downstairs at 7:30, turned over the refrigerator and prepared breakfast.

"Good morning."

A low hoarse voice came, and then Sheng Jingheng came in: "what can I do?"

He was wearing a loose white sweater and black trousers, and his hair was easily pulled. His tone was very natural, and he didn't say hello.

Like, they've always been.

Nanyue was stunned and replied, "good morning, Mr. Sheng."

"There's toast, eggs, bacon and milk. It's enough to make it simple."

"Well, I'll fry the eggs." Sheng Jingheng finished, took the refrigerator door from her hand, opened it wider, and took out a few eggs from it.

They were so close that South Vietnam could almost smell the faint fragrance of shower gel on him.

Sheng Jingheng even brushed her cheek gently when he took it back.

He hung his eyes and seemed to be looking at what else could be used in the refrigerator. Then he took a large bottle of milk and gave it to her: "heat it."