Song Meiyue looked at him not far away, while Jiang Qi looked at her who was stealing food, and their eyes focused on each other at this moment.

Collapsed and cracked,

Song Meiyue couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground, the whole person went straight in, and when he ate the last shrimp, he actually came back from going to the toilet, and he was caught stealing shrimp.

What to do?

In front of the public... Doesn't seem appropriate to kill people?

Speaking of which, today is indeed very unlucky, first experienced the scene of the death of the society at Sister Yaling's, and finally spent it safely... As a result, it was planted in her son's hands, and she was caught stealing shrimp.

Just as Song Meiyue was thinking wildly, Jiang Qi sat opposite her, looked at Song Meiyue who was still in a daze, and said with a smile: "This shrimp is good, right?" ”

Song Meiyue came back to her senses, her pretty face flushed with a burst of red, and after hurriedly throwing the last peeled shrimp into her mouth, she immediately turned her head sideways, chewing the shrimp in her mouth, and said softly and coldly: "General... That's it. ”

I have to say,

Aunt Song's whole body is very soft... It's just that the mouth is very hard.

I've been caught by myself, but I still don't admit it... But if you think about it carefully, you can understand how it is possible to easily admit your failure as the vice president of a listed group.

"Do you want more?" Jiang Qi asked, "How many more shall I peel?" ”

"Almost, just a taste." Song Meiyue took out a tissue, elegantly wiped the corners of her mouth, and said, "I'm already full." ”

Jiang Qi was a little helpless, facing the stubborn and arrogant woman in front of him, sometimes there was really nothing he could do with her, so he silently picked up his chopsticks and started the so-called liquidation action.

Just when he was immersed in eating hard, Song Meiyue, who had wiped her mouth, sat there quietly, and then looked at him casually, looking at the man who was eating Haisai nonsense, and suddenly felt as if she had suffered a loss, and it was a big loss.

If nothing else, this meal should be paid for by yourself, since the order is all bought by yourself, so what's wrong with eating a few shrimp by yourself? It doesn't seem to be a crime, right?

Sometimes people are like this, the more they think about it, the more angry they become, and the more they think about it when they take a step back, the more they lose.

Song Meiyue, who suddenly figured it out, looked at the man sitting opposite, who was eating seas, and suddenly felt unfair, she pursed her small mouth lightly, hesitating for a while... said softly and coldly: "Help Auntie, I'll peel a few more shrimps." ”

Jiang Qi knew that she would be like this, so he didn't touch the prawns, and when he heard someone ask for a few more shrimps, Jiang Qi didn't think she was doing this, but felt more real.

I have to admit that

Even the cold and arrogant Aunt Song will have times when she jumps sideways repeatedly.

Jiang Qi peeled the shrimp shell for someone, and someone ate the shrimp he handed over, I don't know why... Song Meiyue felt that compared to the previous taste of shrimp meat, it seemed to be more fresh and sweet now.

...

...

The dinner wasn't very long, and there wasn't a lot of communication with each other.

Soon the two came to a large theater, originally Jiang Qi thought that there would not be many people coming to this kind of elegant music art, but when they arrived at the scene, they found that the seats were almost full.

Of course, it refers to those VIP seats, as for the ordinary seats, they are still quite empty, especially the last few rows... It was completely uninhabited, and Jiang Qi and Song Meiyue were sitting in the corner, and there were few traces of living people around.

Maybe it's because his body is full of art pus, as soon as his butt touched the surface of the chair, Jiang Qi felt weak and powerless, and at the same time, a strong sense of drowsiness went straight to the cerebral cortex, I have to say... It's a great environment for dozing.

Jiang Qi couldn't help but snort, looked at Song Meiyue beside him with watery eyes, and said helplessly: "I want to sleep." ”

Song Meiyue didn't pay attention to him, and sat there quietly, only frowning slightly.

After a while,

The concert began.

The first piece is "A Tribute to Love" from Elgar, a piece he gave to his new wife, which depicts an elegant picture of love in the typical serenade style.

The virtuoso on stage played a soulful melody on his violin, just like the lingering love words of a pair of lovers, and in the soft melody, there was a hint of sadness.

Slowly,

With a complex emotional finale, the whole piece fades to an end, but the aftermath reverberates in the recital hall as if a couple of lovers were still whispering.

Song Meiyue squinted her eyes and listened attentively to this performance, and gradually her emotions began to flood.

Then

There was a faint snoring in my ears, small but exceptionally clear.

The sudden abnormal sound interrupted Song Meiyue's wonderful enjoyment, pursed her mouth slightly, a slight trace of annoyance between her eyebrows, and quickly turned her head, as a result... It's a little hard to laugh and cry.

This little villain next to me doesn't know when... I was already asleep, and I was snoring.

Watch him lean his body and fall asleep in an awkward position... Song Meiyue was a little distressed, and pondered for a moment... Silently, he stretched out his hands and helped his crooked body over, while his shoulders slowly leaned over.

At this moment,

Song Meiyue's cold and charming face, with bursts of weird crimson, looked at the man who was close at hand, looked at the handsome, charming and angular face, and her lonely heart for thirty-one years was burned by a flame.

At this distance... He's really handsome, no wonder so many women like little fresh meat, of course he's not a little fresh meat, he... He belongs to the small bacon, which is fragrant, mellow and a little aftertaste.

He pursed his lips slightly, looked around with a thief's heart, and then raised one of his arms, and his slender index finger carefully poked someone's face a few times.

The next second,

Someone, who seemed to feel something strange, subconsciously scratched his face a few times.

And his series of instinctive reactions made Song Meiyue, who was secretly bad, cute, it turned out... When the little bastard sleeps, it will be so funny, I knew that night... I should have slipped into his room and tortured him so that he deliberately molested me on weekdays.

Of course

It's just a thought in the heart, and in reality... Song Meiyue's face is a little thin, she can't do this kind of thing to break into a man's room at night.

At this moment,

The "Song of the Wanderer" from Salisti began to play.

As an immortal masterpiece in the violin solo, it quickly attracted Song Meiyue's attention, just as she was still intoxicated by the sad colors that reverberated in her bowels...

suddenly

I couldn't help but shiver, and then my whole body was crispy.

He... He's...

Song Meiyue felt like she was going crazy.

......

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