Ni Chenghuan was noncommittal: "Mr. Sheng is so handsome today, his eyes are unconsciously attracted to the past." ”

Sheng Jing raised an eyebrow, "Can I trust your words?" ”

"Of course," she smiled and asked casually, "Didn't Mr. Sheng bring a female companion today?" ”

Sheng Jing smiled and said, "There is no suitable one recently, but ...... What does Miss Ni mean by asking, do you want to be my female companion? ”

Ni Chenghuan smiled lightly: "It's just polite, Mr. Sheng thinks too much." ”

"Hopefully, I'm thinking too much." Sheng Jing said lightly.

Probably men are cheap, and she, too, guessed this point, the women outside scrambling to climb into his bed, but she disdained it.

The more you can't get something, the more fatal the attraction to him becomes, not to mention, this is a sexy and beautiful stunner.

Ni Cheng smiled happily, didn't bother to pull with him, said "unaccompanied" and walked away.

She went to the bathroom, but this time she didn't vomit, even she was surprised, so unexpected that she suspected that Sheng Jing had tricked her, otherwise how could she be fine with him.

The snow was a bit heavy at night, and at the end of the party, a thick layer of snow was piled up outside the door, and the gargling snowflakes fell like raindrops.

Her assistant had made a trip back to the company, and now she was stuck in a traffic jam, and she had only a mink shawl left on her, and she couldn't help but sneeze when the cold wind hit in the depths of winter.

Suddenly, there was warmth on her shoulders, and there was an extra black coat on her body, and the familiar agarwood brushed the tip of her nose, and she was slightly stunned and wanted to take it off.

"Wear it, don't catch a cold." Sheng Jing said lightly.

Ni Chenghuan's hand paused, turned his head to look at him, his slender hand was holding a cigarette that was being lit, and he was looking at the snow outside the door, his expression was a little cold.

"Give me one." She asked.

Sheng Jing raised her hand, took out the cigarette case from her coat pocket, shook one, she took it in her hand, and then turned on the lighter, tilted her head slightly, and polished the lighter.

His gaze fell on her face, his eyes drooping as he lit a cigarette, his eyelids were thin enough to see the faint veins, and his thin, dense eyelashes cast a shadow.

"Ding-" The lighter was covered by her, and her slender white fingers held the smoke, exhaling the smoke, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems to be hooking the soul.

Sheng Jing's fingertips touched her when she took the lighter, she was stunned, didn't say anything, but looked at the snow-covered tree, the smoke in her hand burning quietly.

"Why didn't you go back?" He followed her gaze to the tree, and on the branch stood a bird fluttering in ashes.

She shook off the ashes of her cigarette, "What about you, why didn't you go back?" ”

Sheng Jing threw the burned cigarette in his hand in the trash bin on the side and said, "I'm about to go back." ”

"Oh," Ni Chenghuan tore off his heavy coat, "and I'll give you back." ”

He took the coat and put it on his body, the shoulders of which were stained with the faint scent of hers, and he sniffed it, and his breath was full of hers.

When the cold wind hit, Ni Chenghuan couldn't help but shiver, took out his mobile phone and glanced at the assistant's message, he was still stuck in the middle of the road.

"Do you need me to give you a ride?" Sheng Jing tilted his head and asked.

It's not easy to get a taxi in this suburb, and even if you call a taxi online, you have to wait for a long time.

Ni Chenghuan pondered for a moment and asked, "Is it convenient?" ”

Sheng Jing was a little surprised, he thought that she was so stubborn that she was not afraid of the cold, so he asked this sentence just politely, and he didn't want to be bored.

"Of course." He smiled.

A black Urus parked on the side of the road was turning on its lights.

Ni Chenghuan lifted her skirt and stepped into the snow with one foot, the snow didn't reach her ankles, and the coolness from her feet rushed straight to her head, making her shiver with cold.

"Ni Chenghuan, is it difficult for you to beg me to carry you over?" Sheng Jing stared at her feet.

The hem of her skirt was half wet, and her whole body was about to turn into icicles, but her mind was still clear, "No, I can walk by myself......"

Please, this word is used to flirt when drunk in bed, she has never formally begged anyone.

Before she could finish speaking, she was wrapped in an overcoat, and the sky spun around, her feet left the ground, and she was picked up.

"With a woman like you who is so fierce to death, there is no reason." Sheng Jing carried her through the wind and snow.

The assistant didn't have an umbrella, so he hurriedly got out of the car and bypassed the front of the car and opened the door of the back seat.

Ni Chenghuan's butt just touched the saddle, pushed Sheng Jing away, covered his chest, bent over and retched.

The assistant and Sheng Jing were stunned, Sheng Jing asked the assistant to go back to the car first, and the assistant returned to the main driver's seat.

He stared at her, "What the hell is wrong with you?" ”

Ni Chenghuan vomited so much that his eyes were red, he got out of the car with his feet, stood on the curb and blew the cold wind, and his head was sober.

She took a deep breath, "It's okay. ”

It wasn't serious if she didn't spit out, and she was really cold after standing for a while before getting into the car.

-

On Chinese New Year's Eve on Friday, she could feel that the entire company was already immersed in the festive atmosphere, looking out of the office and fishing.

If it was placed on the previous New Year's Eve, she would be with the handsome guy or Meng Nanqing, but this year she is lonely.

- New Year's Eve party, 9 p.m.

- Don't come and don't be friends!

Lin Sen sent a message, and she simply replied with two words: Forget it.

Lin Sen: Didn't you say that the condition has been relieved recently, try to contact other people more?

In the past two days, there has been some relief, at least I see that the assistant is not so annoying, and I see that other people have not reacted so much.

She hesitated for a moment, then replied: Address.

Life has been so dull lately that it's time to have some fun.

Just after six o'clock, the hands were bustling outside, and after a while it was empty, she raised her eyes to look at the clock, made a cup of coffee, and continued to work overtime.

At half-past eight, she finished her work before heading to the bar.

The bar on Chinese New Year's Eve exploded, she looked at the crowd, paused for a while, challenged herself, endured nausea and touched various body temperatures, and squeezed into the crowd.

By the time she squeezed into Lin Sen's booth, her stomach had already begun to churn, like seasickness.

"Yes!" Lin Sen gave her a thumbs up.

Ni Chenghuan picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

Her situation is getting better, but she inexplicably wonders if Sheng Jing has given her some poison.

"Look at me, do you still want to throw up?" Lin Sen stared at her.

She turned her head lightly, "Yes." ”

"Yes, but no, right?" Lin Sen's eyes lit up.

She nodded, "Hmm." ”

Lin Sen snapped his fingers and asked again, "How are you doing?" ”

"Self-healing." She touched his glass, then leaned back to take the last half.

Outside the bar is a square, I don't know when a display screen was set up in the center of the square, and when it was almost midnight, the people inside ran out and shouted in the square against the cold wind.

The bar was empty except for the bartender and a few staff, Ni Chenghuan was a little drunk and lazy, so he slumped on the sofa.

She looked around, there was a booth and there were people, she raised her eyebrows, raised her feet and walked over, "I didn't expect Mr. Sheng to be there." ”

Sheng Jing got up and asked, "Go out to blow the wind?" ”

"Okay."