Huang Ying'er smiled slightly and refused the drink.

She leaned slightly and picked up a glass of grape juice.

She handed the grape juice to Sheng Chong.

"Your drink."

Her voice was very soft.

Sheng Chong's eyes flashed slightly when he saw the grape juice.

He took it in silence.

He held the cup and did not make a gesture to drink.

"Why don't you take a drink?"

After a while, he asked coldly.

When Huang Yinger heard this, she was a little happy.

Sheng Chong rarely took the initiative to talk to her, and she always pestered him to chat.

Now listening to Sheng Chong's question, she said it without thinking about it.

"I like to drink."

When she finished speaking, she immediately shut her mouth again.

She felt that such a statement did not conform to the gentle image she had always created.

"Hmm."

Who knows, Sheng Chong didn't seem to notice anything unusual, but just responded lightly.

Such a sheng chong made Huang Yinger even more surprised.

Huang Yinger was so happy that she took a glass of champagne and drank it all.

The circle around Sheng Chong gradually narrowed.

Some lack courage and have retreated.

And some people who desperately wanted to talk to stayed.

These people have been observing for a while, and they have also seen the interaction between Huang Yinger and Sheng Chong.

They had already quietly exchanged news.

It turned out that this woman looked very similar to Sheng Chong's little boyfriend.

They looked at Huang Ying'er's gaze, and it lit up instantly.

A few more courageous people had already stepped forward to talk to Huang Ying'er.

For a while, the circle that originally surrounded the two of them suddenly shrank into a circle around Huang Yinger.

Sheng Chong originally didn't like to be too lively, but now that everyone is attracted by Huang Yinger, he wants to go to a place where there are few people.

Who knows, as soon as he moved, his arm was hooked hard by Huang Yinger.

"Master Sheng, accompany me!"

Huang Ying'er muttered to Sheng Chong.

Her cheeks were red, as if she was a little drunk.

Sheng Chong's eyes were slightly gloomy, his brows twisted slightly, and then he returned to calm.

He just nodded, not silent.

The people who had been surrounding Huang Yinger on the side were overjoyed when they saw this.

They feel like they've found the right person.

Their attitude towards Huang Yinger became even more enthusiastic.

Where did Huang Yinger enjoy this kind of treatment that was praised by everyone.

Her face involuntarily showed joy.

She covered her mouth, laughing at their amusement.

As I spoke to them, the strength in my hand gradually loosened.

In the end, completely attracted attention by these people.

At this time, Sheng Chong walked to the balcony.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the balcony, he saw that a person was already leaning on the railing of the balcony.

The figure leaned on the railing with its elbows and leaned out of the balcony.

His neck twisted slightly, and he was looking at the glimmering garden.

The figure didn't seem to notice anyone entering.

Looking at the garden for a moment, it seems that I am attracted by a certain part of the garden.

Sheng Chong paused the moment he saw the figure.

He was trying his best to control himself, not allowing himself to come forward, and hugging the boy into his arms.

He didn't know what he was suppressing.

He leaned against the door, his blue eyes glowing, and looked at the boy like this.

He still had the glass of grape juice in his hand.

After a long time, the boy exhaled softly.

The heat instantly turned into a white mist.

As if feeling a little cold, the boy withdrew his gaze.

As soon as she turned her head back, she saw Sheng Chong leaning against the door at a glance.

She looked a little surprised, and her big pretty eyes blinked.

She exhaled lightly and straightened up.

She stepped on the English shoes and took a step forward.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, but it didn't reach the bottom of her eyes.

Her smile was perfunctory and polite.

"Is there any smoke?"

Just when Sheng Chong thought that the teenager would come forward to punch him or kiss him hard, he heard such a sentence.

At first glance, he was stunned, and then he wanted to laugh.

I think this is very deep.

The other, who had been hanging by his side, moved his hand and pulled out a box of cigarettes.

In fact, Sheng Chong's addiction to smoking is not heavy, and he never carries cigarettes with him, and he has always been kept by Guan Yue.

I don't know when he started to have a box of cigarettes in his trouser pocket at any time.

And that box of cigarettes is not the kind he usually smokes.

"Thanks!"

Qin Shen took the cigarette case unceremoniously.

When she pulled out one and put it in her mouth, she felt left and right in her trouser pocket and found that she didn't have a lighter.

"Is there a fire?"

She held a cigarette in her mouth, her lips moved slightly, and asked Sheng Chong.

Sheng Chong's eyes hung down slightly.

His eyes were all attracted by the rosy lips of the young man in front of him.

He looked at the snow-white cigarette, which was held on his lips, red from the cold.

White and red, the ultimate color surprise, stimulated his senses.

Qin Shen saw that Sheng Chong didn't speak, thinking that he didn't bring it either.

I wanted to go to Ying Zhiming and ask if there was a lighter.

She was about to stagger past Sheng Chong, but her arm was pulled hard.

The big thick hands slammed into her forearms.

The strength of the rough fingers can be felt through the blazer.

The big hand paused at the moment when he grasped Qin's deep forearm, and then opened and closed several times, but finally did not let go.

"Yes."

After a while, I heard such a word from Sheng Chong's mouth.

Qin looked back deeply, and when he raised his head slightly, he saw that his eyes flashed with a complicated look.

Qin Shen raised his eyebrows because of this.

"Give it to me!"

Qin stretched out his hand deeply and put it in front of Sheng Chong's eyes.

Her eyes flashed with urgency.

The smile on the corner of her mouth was finally no longer so distant.

When she put her hand in front of Sheng Chong's eyes, she deliberately leaned forward slightly.

Her eyes were full of teasing.

Who knows, Sheng Chong's eyelids moved slightly, and his body stepped back and took a step back.

He was deliberately distancing himself from Qin deeply.

Seeing this, a trace of pain flashed in Qin's heart.

Sheng Chong's actions surprised her again.

She didn't think that one day, Sheng Chong would hide from her.

Just when she was stunned, her hands suddenly felt cold.

She looked down and it turned out to be a lighter.

The texture of the lighter is very ordinary, but it glows golden.

Qin Shen was stunned again, Sheng Chong had always used silver, or lower-key colors.

And this golden thing is very inconsistent with Sheng Chong's taste.

She immediately analyzed the origin of the lighter.

Obviously, this is likely to be sent by Huang Yinger.

Qin Shen's fingers were a little stiff, and she didn't know how to react.

After Sheng Chong gave the lighter, he kept standing in place, as if he was waiting for Qin to burn the smoke deeply.

It took Qin Shen a long time to react.

Her eyes closed slightly, and then she sighed softly, with a hint of self-deprecation.

She tilted her head slightly, and lit a cigarette with a side face.

After taking a sip, she gave Sheng Chong a sideways look.

"Or?"

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