He said: "Pippi, follow me to a place after dinner."
She agreed to He Sheng without hesitation.
He Sheng helped himself so much, and Pippi had already taken off his guard.
In addition, the matter between her and Zhou Muqing is a foregone conclusion, He Sheng can't change it no matter what, Pippi can't deprive He Sheng of the right to like someone.
Pippi and Zhou Muqing finished the bottle of wine.
The alcohol content of the red wine was not high, it was just that Pippi was intoxicated by the taste of the wine, and the feeling of satisfaction made him feel light.
When leaving the restaurant, Pippi's feet were unsteady, and it was He Sheng who supported her.
"Your wine is delicious."
Pippi pushed He Sheng away with a smile, and steadied her steps.
"Where are you taking me?"
Pippi opened her mouth with a smile, and her questioning was not serious at all.
He Sheng wanted to keep it a secret, so he didn't answer Pippi, and took her into the car directly.
On the top floor of the tallest building in the city, Pippi has never been to this place before, and he didn't expect that it was the first time he came here with He Sheng, which is really funny.
After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone, took a picture of the scenery on the top floor and sent it to Zhou Muqing.
Pippi was waiting for Zhou Muqing to reply, but He Sheng took the phone and put her phone aside.
"Looking at the scenery is not my arrangement, my arrangement is here."
He Sheng pointed to a location, and the white curtain fell, behind which were several energetic men holding musical instruments.
"This is?"
He Sheng pulled Pippi back two steps, and sat on a single sofa while holding Pippi.
"Live band."
"Wow, is this a private concert?"
She looked at the few cool men in front of her in surprise, and she had a little impression that it seemed to be a band she had followed before.
It’s just that this band has no large-scale performances or commercial performances, so Pippi can only listen to their new works on the Internet, or keep reading old works.
"How did you invite me here?"
The musicians in this band are all foreigners, and Pippi didn't check their information, yet He Sheng has already invited them to the front of his eyes, which is amazing.
Just when Pippi was curious, a small private concert had already started.
She was engrossed in listening to the band singing, and all her attention was attracted by these men, so much so that she didn't hear Zhou Muqing's call.
Hearing his favorite band sing for himself alone, Pippi was in such a good mood that he couldn't help but start drinking.
After the private concert ended, Pippi also passed out drunk in He Sheng's arms.
There was a wind blowing on the open-air top floor, not a strong wind, but a very comfortable and refreshing wind.
Pippi leaned against He Sheng's arms, murmured words not very clear.
The members of the band have already left in a sensible way, and only He Sheng and Pippi are left here.
The wind blew Pippi's hair into a mess, and He Sheng took the trouble to tidy up Pippi, enjoying it.
"Zhou Muqing...Zhou Muqing..."
I don't know how many words of his name Pippi whispered, but this is the first time He Sheng heard clearly.
"I'm by your side to make you happy, and you still think of him."
He Sheng stroked Pippi's cheek lightly, and then couldn't help but kissed her.
Pippi felt someone kiss her, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Because of being drunk, Pippi's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see who this person who was so close to him was.
"Who are you, why are you kissing me?"
He Sheng replied to Pippi, "I am He Sheng."
When Pippi heard that it was He Sheng, he immediately sat up straight and stretched out his hand to push him.