Chapter 257

A long table with a candlestick and a rose vase.

Sheng Jiaoyang sat at one end and raised his glass to Shen Zhining, saying, "Happy Birthday to Zhining brother."

Shen Zhining, who is sitting at the other end, also holds the glass.

Her eyes fell on the opposite side. She was wearing the black evening dress he bought before. She was wearing a coat on her shoulders. Her black hair was tied into a fluffy ball head, revealing her ears with pearl earrings. She had delicate make-up on her face, and the whole person seemed to have special temperament.

Compared with goodbye, she looks green and astringent. Now, it really grows.

The former scorching sun is like a flower blooming at the cost of burning life. Beauty is beautiful, but people who know it won't take her back to plant, because the beauty is so heroic that it can turn into dust at any time.

Now, she has changed to a shell which is not so amazing, but her beauty is not weakened because of this, but because of the convergence of the flame, it is full of endless and vigorous vitality.

This kind of her, let a person not open an eye, also let a person want to collect.

"I think it's better outside than at home. Besides, I think brother Zhining would like to be alone with me most on his birthday. " The smile on her face is very bright, and her eyes are set off by candlelight.

Her smile is always full of self-confidence, no matter when and where, the personality charm from the inside is dazzling.

"I wanted to cook myself, but my cooking skill It's hard to say. I'm afraid you'll force yourself to eat in order to make me happy, and then I'll take you to the hospital. " Sheng Jiaoyang looked at the food on the table and said.

"You don't need to do anything, as long as you're there." Shen Zhining raised his glass for a moment.

"I have a present for you. I'll show it to you after a while."

Shen Zhining's mouth is crooked, not in a hurry. It's just beginning tonight.

Two people used dinner slowly. When they put down the tableware, people at both ends of the long table looked at each other tacitly.

Sheng Jiaoyang got up, helped his coat on his shoulder, and Shen Zhining, who was walking towards him, smiled and said, "I believe you will like the gift in your study."

Shen Zhining reaches out to her, holds her hand, and goes upstairs hand in hand.

In the open space of his study, there is an additional easel, which is covered with a gray dustproof cloth.

Seeing this extra thing, Shen Zhining's face is not surprising. He obviously expected or knew that she would send him the painting.

"To brother Ning, please check your birthday present." Sheng Jiaoyang pulls out his hand and gently pushes Shen Zhining.

Shen Zhining took a look at her, walked slowly to the easel, raised his hand and took off the cloth.

He was stunned at the picture above.

"This is me?"

"This was you in my eyes and now you in my eyes."

"The devil?" Shen Zhining thought of the name she had not intended to disclose to him before.

"I believe that you are the angel who can give me happiness."

Shen Zhining turns around and looks at her.

Sheng Jiaoyang looked back at him and said, "you know, painting is more important to me than shopping, playing the piano, acting as a star. I want to move my studio into your study. When you read and work, I will draw beside you."

After a pause, she went on, "I thought I would paint the same person all my life, but now, I want to ask this gentleman in front of me, would you like to contract all my portraits for the rest of my life as my own model?"

Shen Zhining's eyes repressed deep emotion and asked in a low voice, "will you love me then?"

Did not expect him to ask, Sheng Jiaoyang Leng for a while, she took a deep breath, heavily spit out a word: "yes."

Shen Zhining's eyes are like volcanic eruption, and her hot eyes are melting her.

He approached step by step.

"You haven't answered me yet." In the scorching sun, he raised his hand to stop.

"Do you still have an answer? Yes, of course." Shen Zhining put his hands around her waist.

He looked at her. "What about my surprise?"

"Isn't that a surprise?" Sheng Jiaoyang blinks innocently, "I have confessed to you!"

Not enough. The two words were in his eyes.

Sheng Jiaoyang licked her lips and felt a little nervous. She reached out and pushed the hand around her waist, then turned to walk out. "Then come with me."

Shen Zhining picked up her eyebrows, raised her hand and pulled her tie, and followed her behind.

All the way in, his bedroom.

In the bedroom is his consistent concise wind, the thing that bright eye can see is special few.

Shen Zhining's eyes twinkled.

Sheng Jiaoyang didn't turn around to face Shen Zhining. She saw that the curtain of the French window was open. Like concealing her nervousness, she said "I'll draw the curtain" and walked towards the French window. Only half of the way, she was hugged by someone behind her.

"Forget, the curtains are voice-controlled." There was a smile in his ear.With a command from him, the curtains closed slowly.

Sheng Jiaoyang blushed, but she forgot it.

All of a sudden, the earlobe was hot and he caught it.

"What about the good surprise?" His voice came out of his mouth vaguely, and the air that came out of his mouth flowed through her ears like a feather brush.

A sense of numbness leaped from the back of the neck to the end of the tail ridge, and then rushed to the top of the head from the end, with the scalp numb.

She slightly broke away from his hand, turned around, and ignored the falling coat. "Close your eyes first," she said

"Don't open your eyes when I don't call you." "Three more emphases," she said.

Shen Zhining gave her a look of interest. To know what she wanted to do, she closed her eyes according to her order.

Sheng Jiaoyang squatted down, pulled something out of the pocket of her coat that fell on the ground, and quickly wound it around her. Then she lay down on the side of the bed and called to Shen Zhining, "OK, you can open your eyes."

When Shen Zhining opened his eyes, there was a real surprise in his eyes.

The man who was always shy in front of him, now with the binding rope for binding gifts on his body and the bowknot at the end of the binding rope in his hand, was lying on the bed, in the shape of being disassembled by others.

"Is this gift a surprise?" She asked.

Shen Zhining's throat tightened, "unexpectedly..."

"I didn't think of anything?" Sheng Jiaoyang doubts.

"You will follow the advice of your fans."

Sheng Jiaoyang opened his eyes wide. "Do you care?"

Shen did not answer yes or deny.

In fact, he's really busy recently, because he's put the next few days ahead of time, so he doesn't have time to pay attention to her information, but he doesn't pay attention, which doesn't mean that others don't pay attention.

Everyone in the whole company knows that she is the future owner's wife. How can her movements be ignored.

So, her micro blog asking what gift her boyfriend gave for his birthday came out not long ago. People of the whole company spread it from one to ten, from ten to 100, and they knew it all.

He just went to patrol work in his spare time. When he got to the office door, he heard the hot chat.

Originally, when I was at work, I had such a happy chat and made the office as noisy as the market. He would definitely criticize me, but that time it was not the same. The people we talked about were the people he loved.

What's more, they're talking about what she's going to give him as a gift.

"Hahaha, I saw a large part of the comments on Xu Jiaojiao's microblog suggested sending her out."

"I think it's a good idea, and there's nothing like a present for me."

"They must have been rolling by long ago, and then they sent themselves any surprises."

"Even though I usually roll over the bed sheet, I feel very surprised when my girlfriend dresses up as a gift on her birthday."

"Ha ha, add a uniform - lure - bewilderment, absolute surprise."

A group of people chatted happily, but Shen Zhining never criticized the employees for not doing business. After listening to the "corner", he went back to the office.

That is to say, through the chatting of employees, he knew that she was asking the public about gifts, and that she also cared about his birthday.

Shen Zhining slowly walked to the bedside, looked down at her, looked at her eyes with some big twinkling eyes, looked at her face with some thin red, looked at her bare and round shoulder, looked at her hand holding the gift bandage and bow.

"It's a surprise," he replied, hoarse

For this reason, if he doesn't act, it's not as good as animals.

She moved her hand and handed him the bow.

When he pinched the bow tie, Sheng Jiaoyang spontaneously wound it along the bandage. He rolled and rolled along the direction of the rope opening.

On the last lap, the rope broke away, but she lay on the bed in a prone position.

In Shen Zhining's eyes, she lies on the black bedspread, the whole beautiful back is more and more white and tender. The beautiful butterfly bone, as well as the concave line in the middle, and then down, it's the place where the upward trend is converged into the skirt.

How attractive the picture is.

Before Sheng Jiaoyang turned around, the side of the bed sank a little bit, and then a warm heat came up.

His lips were branded on her smooth back.

His hand was not idle either, one on her side, the other sliding down from the most loose waist, and going up little by little.

The warm palm of the hand is like a candle that lights everywhere. It feels like burning everywhere it touches.

Sheng Jiaoyang buries his face in the cup, and the tip of his ear is red.

"Are you ready?" He said in a whisper, biting her on the back of the neck.The person buried in the cup like an ostrich didn't immediately respond, but the subtle movements of her crooked fingers revealed her emotions.

Just when he thought she would not answer, her muffled voice came.

"Ready."

Shen Zhining's eyes brightened and the temperature of his palm was also rising.