Chapter 404

South Vietnam changed into a lake blue dress, and the figure flashed past, gently skimming the corridor like a wave, leaving no trace.

Her makeup hasn't changed yet. She is still flaming red lips, but her skirt is pure and clean. It collides with warmth and purity, which is seductive and confusing.

Sheng Jingheng felt the delicacy and smoothness of her finger belly. After a moment, she felt as if she had been scalded, and suddenly released her wrist.

Two people are separated by two steps. Another step forward is enough to hug.

There was a faint light in Nan Yue's eyes and a smile: "teacher Sheng, how do we feel like a tryst?"

Sheng Jingheng's eyes were slightly heavy. Looking at her gorgeous and flawless face, he immediately stepped back and leaned against the wall: "don't talk nonsense. I came to you to give you this."

He stretched out his other hand, holding a CD with a cover, a song title and a signature. I don't know, I thought it was mass production, not just this one.

South Vietnam took over, looked at the picture on the cover, and confirmed that it should be his new picture, rather than randomly looking for an old picture, and smiled with satisfaction.

Then he said, "I'm in a hurry. I forgot to take it. Let Lvlv give it to brother Wei later."

Sheng Jingheng said, "go after it is over?"

"Yes," South Vietnam looked at the time, "the 11:30 flight should end around 10 here."

In other words, they can meet and talk alone for a while.

Sheng Jingheng suddenly felt his voice a little dry and looked at her quietly. He didn't know what else to say.

"Mr. Sheng, what's the work plan after the new song?" Seeing this, Nam Yueh asked softly with a smile.

"There is no special arrangement for work, so I will receive the notice." Sheng Jing paused, then said, "next month, I'm going to participate in the roadshow of purple order."

"Oh," she wasn't the star, and there was no such item in the signed contract, and she was still shooting in the crew at that time. South Vietnam nodded, "I won't see you for some time."

Sheng Jingheng didn't answer for a moment. If she wanted to meet, naturally, she could see her at any time.

They both stood quietly, and the sound of each other's breathing was clear and moving in their ears.

South Vietnam's ears moved slightly. From a distance, we could still hear the noisy voice of people and the ubiquitous night wind blowing all the way and slightly blowing the skirt.

The two shades of blue were close and scattered, with clear boundaries, waiting for someone to cross it first.

"Does Mr. Sheng have anything else to say?"

Nanyue silently pressed off the phone call from Mo Lvlv, but she was very clear in her heart that it was almost time for her to go back and change her makeup. She couldn't really sing on the stage like this.

Sheng Jingheng suddenly regained his mind and lowered his eyes to see the bottom of her eyes: "you are very beautiful today."

Speaking of this, Nanyue remembered and explained, "brother Ye chose the skirt. I didn't know it would be like that..."

"Yes." She didn't finish, but he understood.

South Vietnam blinked and stood on tiptoe to look at his eyes: "really not angry?"

Sheng Jingheng was a little caught off guard, his eyes shook slightly, and then he shook his head: "no... Do you want to sing adventure?"

Nanyue just stood back and said, "yes, I have to go back and prepare. Will Mr. Sheng sing a new song later?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll go first?"

Nanyue said, looking into the corridor, and then quickly retracted back: "no one now. You'll come out in two minutes."

Sheng Jingheng smiled in a low voice: "what are you afraid of?"

"Mr. Sheng, come with me?" South Vietnam was naturally not afraid. He looked at him with a sly light in his eyes.

Sheng Jingheng wanted to reach out and touch her eyelashes. He held it slightly and said frankly, "let's go."