The wind in the middle of the night was biting, and her face was a little painful, as if she was going to cut off a layer of skin.

The sound in the room became louder and louder, and the two people seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and the sound of various frictions was unbearable, and the temperature of the entire room was instantly pulled up.

Ni Chenghuan didn't listen to the fetish of the root of the wall, and felt a little annoyed, she wanted to go out to interrupt the pair of men and women who were looking for pleasure, but was stopped by Sheng Jing.

By the effect of inertia, she was locked in a corner of warmth.

"It's not good to interrupt someone, good." Sheng Jing whispered in her ear.

The warm breath sprayed on her ears, and her legs were inexplicably weak.

This man may really be able to play Gu.

Sheng Jing wrapped his hands around her and asked in a low voice, "Is it still cold?" ”

Ni Chenghuan broke his hands one by one, broke away from his embrace, leaned his back against the windowsill, looked at the dark curtains, and heard the heavy wheezing and unbearable swear words outside.

About ten minutes.

All the sounds stopped, and the man asked the woman a word to show off her masculine charm, and the woman responded shyly, and the two of them hugged each other and talked for a while, until the woman felt cold, and they put on their clothes and left.

The door of the room closed again, Ni Chenghuan opened the curtains with a "brush", and the cold wind outside the window blew away all kinds of smells in the room, unpleasant, pungent, and strong perfume smell.

She was just about to leave, but a force pulled her over, Sheng Jing pressed her against the wall, scraped her lower lip with his fingertips, rubbed some lipstick, and wiped it on her neck.

He chuckled, "Baby, it's my birthday, and everyone else has brought gifts, what about yours?" ”

The moonlight was reflected in his eyes, and there was a hint of ambiguity in the coldness.

She raised her hand, propped it on his chest, pushed him out gently, and said, "Don't be like this, Mr. Sheng, I'm afraid." ”

Sheng Jing laughed and pinched her chin, "What are you afraid of, afraid that I will eat you?" ”

She smiled: "Yes, I'm a weak woman, but I can't beat you." ”

"What if I had to do this," Sheng Jing picked her chin, "what would you do, huh?" ”

She raised her eyes and looked into his deep eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked into a smile, "I believe that Mr. Sheng is not such a person." ”

He pressed down slowly, half of her body was forced to bend, and she was locked to the edge of the windowsill, "Miss Ni still doesn't know me well enough." ”

"I am."

As soon as the words fell, his lips fell, and the slightly cool lips pressed against her lips, but they only pecked lightly like a dragonfly, and did not go any deeper.

It was more like a temptation, but she didn't resist.

Ni Chenghuan's expression was a little flustered, and Sheng Jing's eyes smiled, "You seem to be looking forward to it." ”

She regained her expression and said lightly, "No." ”

He stared at her feigned composure and asked, "So, what about my gift?" ”

Ni Chenghuan looked at him and replied neatly: "No." ”

"It's all here, and it's really unreasonable not to give a gift," he said, ruffling a strand of her hair and playing with it, "although I don't seem to lack anything...... but I lack a beautiful and interesting plaything.

As soon as the words fell, the mobile phone in her pocket rang, and the ambiguous atmosphere was interrupted by a rapid ringing of the phone.

"Excuse me, answer the phone," she nudged him, "maybe there's something urgent." ”

Sheng Jing was a little displeased to be interrupted, his brows were fixed, and then he returned to smiling lightly, "Please." ”

"Sister Ni, are you leaving?" Lin Sen asked.

Ni Chenghuan was a little tired after standing for a long time, and was about to sit on the sofa for a while, when suddenly she didn't know what she stepped on her feet, and she wrinkled her brows.

"No, in the decanter." She didn't look at what was on her feet, for fear she would throw up.

"Wait a minute, don't come out." Lin Sen's voice raised.

Ni Chenghuan frowned, "What's wrong?" ”

"There's a guy named Qi Heng looking for you outside, and he seems to be quite angry," Lin Sen said, "Do you know him?" ”

Ni Chenghuan replied crisply: "If you don't know, just say I'm not there." ”

"Okay." Lin Sen answered, and then hung up the phone.

Sheng Jing turned on the light, Ni Chenghuan raised her feet, and there was a smell similar to heather flowers from the things on her feet, she endured the churning in her stomach and walked a few steps calmly, but she had no intention of going out.

"Isn't it disgusting?" Sheng Jing furrowed his brows.

Even his she had said it was disgusting.

Ni Cheng glanced at him, "It's okay." She didn't want to meet that Qi Heng, and she was in no mood to deal with it.

"What's wrong," he walked towards her, his brow never furrowed, and naturally took her hand, and said, "Go out first." ”

The slightly cool fingertips were wrapped in sudden warmth, and she looked up at his silhouette and couldn't help frowning.

The scene in the private room was a bit chaotic, one man seemed to be drunk, still muttering something, and many people were still dancing around with the music on.

Lin Sen saw Ni Chenghuan come out, "It's not that you're waiting for my news....", and caught a glimpse of them standing side by side, remembering that Sheng Jing was not in the private room just now, and Ni Chenghuan's lipstick seemed to be ...... Dropped.

There is a case.

His gossip point instantly moved to them: "You ....."

Sheng Jing also glanced at Lin Sen lightly, diverted the topic, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"What, it's actually not a big deal, a sister Ni's pursuit...."

"I'll just say you're here!"

Qi Heng interrupted Lin Sen's words and staggered towards them.

Ni Chenghuan looked at Qi Heng, he was not tall, middle-aged and fat, he looked very old, he was obviously in his forties, and he looked more like Ni Zhengxian's generation.

"You are?" There was a hint of indifference in her eyes.

Qi Heng's face turned cold, "What the hell is pretending to be high," and when she saw Sheng Jing beside her, she smiled sarcastically, "Yo, this is a big deal, so you have to take care of me." ”

She never flattered anyone or did anyone's accessory, and chuckled: "There are many people I don't care about, who are you?" ”

Tang Yi just wanted to respond to her, so he introduced such a disgusting thing.

And in her life, she will not bow her head the most, and whoever makes her unhappy, she will return it.

Qi Heng's face was dyed with anger when he heard this, as if he had been insulted by something, his face turned red, and the wine bottle in his hand was raised, threatening to smash it on her.

The people who were still dancing around noticed their movements, and they all cast their eyes on them.

Before Qi Heng could hit her, Sheng Jing helped her stop her, and his voice was cold: "Does Qi always want to smash my field?" ”

"Get out!" Qi Heng glared at Sheng Jing, "What does the person I taught me have to do with you!" ”

Sheng Jing chuckled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice had a hint of danger: "Your people? Then he laughed, "No one should have such bad taste." ”