Before Jiang Cheng went out today, he spent more than an hour carefully dressing up to ensure that his appearance was perfect, and then he sat in the box and waited for the person he wanted to see.

The most important thing in the entertainment industry is beautiful women, who are fat and thin, each with their own style. But in Jiang Cheng's heart, none of them can compare to Luo Xiaoxiao's face.

In the past two years, he has been haunted by dreams.

He is very, very confident in his charm, as long as he can have a chance, he can get Luo Xiaoxiao, but it's just a piece of cake.

As time passed, Jiang Cheng became increasingly agitated and looked down at his watch several times.

Finally, at eight o'clock, the box door was pushed open.

"Miss Luo, you're here." Jiang Cheng stood up, his chin was slightly pointed, and he wanted to make a tough and cold appearance like his appearance, but after seeing Luo's small figure, his eyes were uncontrollably filled with amazement.

She was only wearing a red long dress, with no extra accessories on her body, but her facial features were bright, like delicate roses, blooming brightly, bewitching and lazy, dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"Mr. Jiang."

When she looked at it, Jiang Cheng subconsciously showed what he thought was the most perfect smile.

But Luo Xiaoxiao just swept by, without stopping for a moment: "I brought a friend today, I hope you don't mind." Don't worry, he's just here for dinner and won't interfere with our conversations. ”

Jiang Cheng took out his gentlemanly demeanor: "Miss Luo's friend, I am naturally warmly ......welcomed."

The rest of his words, after seeing the man walking in, got stuck in his throat.

He thinks that just his face is enough to make countless women tempted by him.

But the other party's appearance is far above him.

If you have to compare, it is like the light of fireflies and the light of the bright moon.

His tall and perfect figure propped up the camel-colored coat, and his body became longer and more jade, bowed slightly to Jiang Cheng, and after saying hello, he pulled out a chair for Luo Xiaoxiao.

Luo Xiaoxiao sat down naturally and handed him his bag.

He took it and set it aside, and sat down beside her.

The waiter wanted to pour them a drink, but he stopped: "Just give her a glass of orange juice."

Luo Xiaoxiao protested: "I want to drink."

His eyes were conniving, and his voice was gentle: "You don't drink well, you accidentally get drunk, how can you talk to Mr. Jiang."

Luo Xiaoxiao had no choice but to drink orange juice.

If he had known this, he should have insisted that someone give him the key, rather than be bewitched by his voice and promise to let him come.

Even the sip is not free.

It's so undignified.

Jiang Cheng felt that this scene was extremely dazzling.

is just a simple action and conversation, but the intimacy and tacit understanding between the two of them are fully revealed.

He raised an eyebrow: "But how do I remember that Miss Luo has always been very good at drinking." I remember the first time we met, we had a good time drinking and falling in love. It was also that experience that made us have a more intimate relationship later. ”

Luo Xiaoxiao was choked: "Ahem!"

What is a more intimate relationship!

It's just that the two of them are playing ambiguously, and they haven't even pierced the window paper, okay?

The most important thing is that the person in the body at that time was not her!

Jiang Suizhou thoughtfully patted her on the back: "Even if you are thirsty, you should drink slowly."

When she was no longer so uncomfortable, he looked at Jiang Cheng.

No longer concealed, even if his eyes are blocked, his vision is still as sharp as a knife, scraping people to the bone.

"Xiaoxiao has always been fond of saving face, but if she doesn't ask too much, she will respond to her requests." His voice was still gentle and magnetic, with helplessness and connivance: "She just likes to make friends so much."

The implication is that she is like this to everyone, so don't be too self-conscious.