Chapter 87

Mingming didn't find that the collar was so low when he chose the clothes. How could Shen Yiqing show so much!

What if all the jackals look at her?

No way!

Thinking that Leng Qingyuan has taken off his coat and slapped it on Shen Yiqing's shoulder.

"Well I'm not cold. " Puzzled looking at cold Qing Yuan also put the first button on, Shen Yiqing subconsciously said.

Staring at Shen Yiqing, Leng Qingyuan doesn't speak any more, but holds her slender palm tightly in the palm with her backhand.

All the way, snowflakes fall from the sky, floating around in the wind of microling. Occasionally, the snow taken away by the small whirlwind accumulates and grows slowly.

Looking down at the hand held in the palm by Leng Qingyuan, Shen Yiqing's heart is uneasy.

Up to now, she can't understand Leng Qingyuan's mind completely.

Mingming always looks disgusted at her, but she has such delicate thoughts.

If we say that the former Si Jiayu belongs to the warm man type, then Leng Qingyuan is the kind of cold outside and warm inside.

It's the kind that can kill you when it's cold, but it can dissolve you into water when it's warm.

With Leng Qingyuan's steps, soon, they have come to the center of the meeting.

This is a theater with medieval decor.

There are eight Corinthian roman columns around the theater, with rose shaped corners, and the arched vault sets off the whole theater.

In the coffee colored hanging mirror line, there are many people's oil paintings. The people in the paintings are lifelike and can be called excellent works.

"What are we doing here?" Thinking about tiptoe, Shen Yiqing doesn't understand, looking at the people sitting around slowly, with a blank face.

Is Leng Qingyuan really full of food and nothing to do, and takes her to the opera from afar?

Leng Qingyuan didn't speak, just tugged her hand toward the VIP box upstairs.

Not long after I sat down, the lights in the theater dimmed, and then there was music.

Shit!

No!

Do you really come to the opera?

Shen Yiqing, with a sad face, looks at the row of people who are standing on the stage, and suddenly feels that her head is going to open.

Although this kind of high-rise musical has always been a must for rich girls, if you think about the children whose living expenses depend on their own work, how can you have the time to appreciate this kind of ghost thing in the United States.

Just when she felt sleepy, a hand with unknown meaning appeared on her thigh.

In an instant, all the drowsiness suddenly ran to the moon, leaving a face of Shen Yiqing.

You don't need to see that the owner of this big hand must be Leng Qingyuan.

However, this is a theater, even if it's cold and thirsty.

You don't eat her here, do you?

With such a mentality, Shen Yiqing turned her eyes to the drama that she couldn't understand.

Unfortunately, her idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

With the more and more caress on the palm, she sadly found that she also had a feeling!

Yes, I feel it!

Speechless hand out in the palm of the back hard a pat, Shen Yiqing next second has moved himself to the distance of cold engine far away.

But the sofa is so big, even if she moves, where can she move.

So, it wasn't long before the palm was covered again.

"How cold? It seems that I underestimated the children of rich families. "

In other words, people who go all the way and even go abroad to watch dramas come here to do such things.

Not to appreciate these so-called arts.

Sure enough, as soon as Shen Yiqing's words came out, Leng Qingyuan's palm stopped for a moment.

"Well, that's a good idea." Leng Qingyuan nodded and glanced at Shen Yiqing with a smile in his eyes.

"I'll buy a theater later, and I'll take you to the theatre every day."

Poof!

Shen Yiqing's eyes turned and turned back to Leng Qingyuan with a white eye.

This devil, is there nothing else to do?

Think about this kind of thing every day!

"I don't understand!" Not angry back, she found that the palm had been lifted to the thigh.

Looking at Shen Yiqing's face flushed with anger, the original melancholy mood was much better.

Originally just worried about whether Shen Yiqing would be cold, her heart was moved by her words.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, and me!" With that, Leng Qingyuan's lips have fallen on Shen Yiqing's shoulder.

At the time of entering the box, Leng Qingyuan had taken down the coat that covered her, and now it was a good time.Along the shoulder, Leng Qingyuan's lips have slowly moved to the direction of the clavicle.

Because it's a long skirt with a straight collar, Shen Yiqing's shoulder is a piece of meat on Leng Qingyuan's lips.

"Well..." Be cold not Ding of kiss come up, Shen Yi fine whole body beat to quiver.

She didn't expect that Leng Qingyuan was so arrogant that she dared to mess around in the theater, but her body trembled involuntarily with all the feelings deep in her brain.

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