Chapter 249: Pretty Little Woman

Looking at Song Qianqian in front of her, I saw her in a white dress, with low-cut shoulders that set off her more sexy and charming, and the just right waist made her waist appear more slender. The thin shoulder straps on the back are all woven with white ribbons, making her look even more noble. The skirt hung down to her calf, revealing a jade-like ankle, making her whole person even more mysterious.

Looking at the bracelet that was still held by Song Qianqian in his hand, Lu Zihao held her shoulder and asked softly, "Why don't you wear it?"

Looking at Lu Zihao's dark and deep eyes, Song Qianqian didn't know what to say for a while.

"Zihao, I ......"

"What's wrong?" looked at Song Qianqian's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and asked softly. Doesn't she want to accept the title of Lu's third young grandmother?

Song Qianqian looked up at him, and the hesitation in his eyes was revealed: "Zihao, this bracelet was not left by my grandmother to my granddaughter-in-law, I wear it now, will it be a little inappropriate?"

In just a few months, who would have thought that such a big change would happen.

At that time, Grandma Lu gave her this bracelet, she said that she would not accept anything, and later Lu Zihao sent it for her grandmother, but she still did not accept it indifferently. Now if you accept it, will there be a sound of "popping" slapping your face.

Song Qianqian's face showed a look of embarrassment, and he looked a little embarrassed when he looked at Lu Zihao.

Knowing this, when Grandma Lu gave her away, she should have accepted it. It's good, it comes and goes, and finally it falls into her hands.

It turned out that she was worried about this again.

Lu Zihao originally wanted to rub her head, but seeing her hairstyle, he had to reach out and scratch her little nose, and his handsome face was full of pampering: "Little girl, do you think I didn't propose to you?"

Seeing that he misunderstood, Song Qianqian shook his head again and again: "No, no, I didn't mean that, I ......"

It's over, why is it getting darker and darker?

Lu Zihao leaned forward and tightly imprisoned Song Qianqian in his arms, he reached out and lifted her chin, his eagle-like eyes stared at her tightly as if he were staring at his prey: "Then what do you mean?"

"I ...... I ......"

Looking at his pursed lips, Song Qianqian was very spineless, she swallowed her saliva violently, and the words she originally wanted to explain swallowed into her stomach along with the saliva.

"Zihao, I'll put it on now, right away, immediately. ”

She held his arm and looked flattering.

Song Qianqian knew in her heart that as long as she wore this bracelet, it would be equivalent to accepting Lu Zihao, but now that she and he have already had a male-female relationship, and the sheets have been rolled together I don't know how many times, since this is the case, then she simply put it on directly.

Anyway, she is already Lu Zihao's person, why do she care about these things.

As he spoke, Song Qianqian picked up the bracelet and put it on his left hand. I don't know if she was too nervous or too excited, she tried several times, but she didn't even put it on.

Seeing that she was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, sweating profusely, Lu Zihao muttered that she was really stupid, then reached out and took the bracelet and easily helped her put it on.

"You said that you can still do something, even wearing a bracelet for a long time, at your speed, when we arrive at the venue, we will simply participate in next year's annual party. ”

Although Lu Zihao said this, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Song Qianqian looked at the bracelet on his wrist, and was excited. She put her arms around Lu Zihao, buried her face in his shoulder, and her red and tender mouth was almost unable to close.

"Why are you so happy?"

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian with a ruffian face, knowing that the consultant was the consultant.

Song Qianqian shook his head, and his face was about to burst into laughter.

"It's nothing, let's go quickly, or we're going to be really late. I heard Wang Hao say, wait a minute, you have to give an opening speech, let's go and prepare early, right?"

Song Qianqian pushed him and strode out.

Lu Zihao's face was disdainful, his thin lips were gently raised, and there was an evil aura in his eyebrows, and the evil charm revealed by the aristocratic spirit made his smile reveal a bit of unique flamboyance and uninhibitedness.

"Just those few simple words of speech, you still need me to prepare in advance? Song Qianqian, you really underestimate me. ”

Song Qianqian nodded with great cooperation, and a glimmer of light flashed in those beautiful big eyes: "Yes, yes, my President Lu, you must have opened your mouth to come with those few words, but you should pity me, I haven't thought about what song to sing yet, in case I mess up, but you will lose the face of President Lu." ”

Lu Zihao looked her up and down, and then said with a confident look: "No, I won't let this kind of thing happen, as for what song to drink, you can just listen to my arrangement when the time comes." ”

"Listen to your arrangement? So, you've already helped me figure out what song I'm going to drink? Then tell me, and I'll be ready in advance." ”

Song Qianqian's face was excited, but he didn't expect that he had already helped her solve this headache.

"Hurry up, hurry up, will you tell me?"

Song Qianqian shook Lu Zihao's arm back and forth, a little coquettish.

Lu Zihao obviously liked her move, she didn't move, she didn't say anything, just stood there and let her rock back and forth.

He liked the feeling and preferred the feeling of being dependent on her. He stood there with a cool face, feeling the rare warmth.

"Zihao, can you just tell people? ”

Song Qianqian continued to sprinkle coquettishly, and the delicate honey-like voice almost melted herself.

The corners of Lu Zihao's mouth rose, with a satisfied and smug expression, he coughed lowly, and a trace of cunning flashed in his dark eyes: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, can the confession balloon sing?"

"Confession balloons? Jay Chou's confession balloons?"

Song Qianqian covered his mouth, looking surprised.

"Why do you have such an expression, as if I stepped on your tail, and say, can you sing at all?"

Lu Zihao sorted out the suit that was about to be deformed by Song Qianqian, and looked at her with disgust.

"Yes, yes, I know how to do it. Now this song is so popular that even many live broadcast websites are playing this song. But how did you know about this song, and do you follow these pop music too?"

Song Qianqian didn't know how dazzling Lu Zihao's eyes were at this time, this little girl laughed at him again.

He's a few years older than her, but that doesn't mean he's an antique! He also likes pop music, and he likes all these new things that are trending right now.

"Song Qianqian, do you know what you owe to the way you look now? What kind of expression do you have? Do you think that I can't enjoy pop music because I'm older than you? Or do you think that people like me can only listen to some sweet honey or forget love water or something?"

Lu Zihao's murderous eyes were in a trance for a moment when he faced Song Qianqian's clear and firm eyes. After a long time, he frowned slightly and stared at her with disdain, "Isn't it?"

Song Qianqian held back the smile in her heart, although what he said was similar to what she thought in her heart, but even if others borrowed a few guts from her, she didn't dare to tell the truth.

She shook her head again and again, and her little face was flushed: "Zihao, you misunderstood, how could I think so? Besides, Jay Chou's songs, up to forty or fifty years old, down to twelve or thirteen years old, there are people who like it, and it is normal for you to like to listen to it." ”

Lu Zihao knew that she was lying again, but he wouldn't expose her, after all, he was still very satisfied with this answer.

"Okay, okay, don't explain, explanation is a cover-up, didn't you leave in a hurry just now? Now I start talking non-stop, hurry up, although my ability is very strong, but I don't want everyone to wait for me at the venue, I am a person who has strict requirements for myself, I am late, absolutely not allowed. ”

After speaking, Lu Zihao glanced at her and strode out.

Song Qianqian's mouth was crooked with a smile, and when she saw Lu Zihao stop throwing a warning look at her, she quickly closed her mouth, ran with small steps, and pulled Lu Zihao's arm.

Song Qianqian refused Lu Zihao's offer to enter the venue together, and before the car stopped, she jumped out of the car first and ran into the venue with her skirt.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian's coat that she had forgotten in the car, and before she came, she hurriedly stopped her, and she ran away without a trace.

"This girl ......"

As soon as Song Qianqian entered the scene of the New Year's party, several big characters of the big annual party were hung in the center of the stage. The whole venue is warm and festive, making people feel like they are at home as soon as they come in.

The whole venue was full of voices and music, so it was not lively. On the stage, several leaders were getting together and saying something, and it seemed that they should be confirming the process of the party. A band next to him was also actively adjusting the equipment, and Song Qianqian saw that the people in this band were all handsome guys.

It seems that the girls in the company are going crazy again tonight.

Colleagues dressed in proper dresses, gathered in groups of three or five, holding champagne and red wine, chatting heartily.

Song Qianqian took a glass of champagne from the tray in the hand of the waiter next to him, put it to his lips and sipped it gently.

Seeing a big dining table not far away, full of colorful and various Western-style meals, Song Qianqian couldn't help but swallow the saliva secreted in her mouth, no, she had to eat something delicious first.

In the afternoon, I was busy styling and didn't eat a bite.

Seeing that everyone was busy taking advantage of this opportunity to meet more friends, and no one paid attention to her, Song Qianqian hurriedly moved to the pile of delicacies, picked up the clip on the side and sandwiched it into the plate in his hand.

When it was almost over, Song Qianqian walked to the corner of the party, sat on the chair and ate it in a big gulp.

She is eating beautifully here, but Lu Zihao is miserable, because she is worried that she will catch a cold if she wears too little, Lu Zihao took her coat and looked for her all over the venue. Unfortunately, as soon as he entered the venue, he was surrounded by many people, scrambling to toast him.