Ni Chenghuan leaned on his arms, put his hand on his upper body, rubbed his abdominal muscles through a thin layer of fabric between his fingertips, and his voice was sultry: "I didn't do anything......."

Sheng Jing squinted slightly, grabbed her moving hand, and her voice was a little hoarse: "I don't want your waist anymore....."

Ni Chenghuan subconsciously raised her head, looked around and seemed to be drinking and chatting, but in fact, her eyes were secretly looking at a group of people on their side, she pursed her lips, "I don't understand what you're saying...."

Sheng Jing stared at her innocent face, raised his hand and rubbed her earlobe, and chuckled: "But I'm not interested now, if you are really lonely, I can find you a duck." ”

Ni Chenghuan picked up his hand and put it in his arms to play, "How can you have a duck, I don't like it." ”

She easily removed the ring on her ring finger, and the light above her head fell on the ring, refracting a beautiful light.

"Your ring looks good." A smile welled up in her eyes.

"But I don't like it," then she threw the ring into the glass of wine in front of him, and glanced at him after throwing it, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped, you shouldn't be angry." ”

Sheng Jing's posture was lazy, he lifted his eyes lightly, and said, "Pick it up and wipe it clean." ”

His tone was very light, without any emotion, but it made people feel very oppressed.

Ni Chenghuan was indifferent, just sitting.

Everyone present also pricked up their ears to watch the show, and even Zhong Minchen was looking forward to what would happen next.

It's just a ring that she forgot to take off, Sheng Jing doesn't care about it at all, but when she plays it in public, it's different.

He repeated again: "Pick it up and wipe it clean." ”

Ni Chenghuan looked at him, not shocked by his cold expression at all, but smiled, "It's just a ring, is it that important?" ”

The people present couldn't help but look sideways at Sheng Jing's expression.

"I don't want to say a third time." Sheng Jing said lightly, his tone a little colder.

Ni Chenghuan smiled lightly, "Are you going to make me unable to get off the stage in front of so many people?" ”

Obviously, she provoked it first, but she didn't feel guilty at all, and forced him to give an attitude in turn.

Sheng Jing glanced at her, then got up, "Then forget it." ”

What he hates most is being climbed on top of his head by a woman, and no one can do it.

Zhong Minchen looked at them, with a smile on his face, and finally something happy happened, "It's really wonderful." ”

Ni Chenghuan immediately grabbed Sheng Jing's hand, Sheng Jing lowered his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Let go." ”

She scratched her fingers at the palm of his hand and asked with a smile, "Angry?" ”

Without waiting for Sheng Jing to answer, she raised her hand, reached into the cup, and pinched the ring, which was stained with wine, but she didn't care, and put the ring on the ring finger of his right hand.

"I'm sorry, I got some wine, you shouldn't mind." She smiled, not taking the displeasure on his face to eye at all.

Sheng Jing chuckled, took off the wine-stained ring on the ring finger of her right hand, still on top of her head, and snorted coldly: "I see that you like it a lot, so I gave it to you." ”

There was a tingling pain on the top of Ni Chenghuan's head, and as the ring fell to the ground, Sheng Jing's back also disappeared into the private room.

Of course she knew Sheng Jing didn't like this, but she didn't bother to think about it.

Zhong Minchen looked at Ni Chenghuan, clapped his hands, and scolded: "People like you deserve it." ”

Ni Chenghuan shrugged indifferently, turned around and left the private room.

Out of the bar, she caught up with Sheng Jing, hugged him from behind, pressed against his back, and the tip of her nose lingered on his pure scent mixed with the smell of cheap perfume.

Her voice was muffled: "Don't be angry, okay, I just don't want you to still wear the ring you used to have." ”

Sheng Jing ruthlessly broke her hand around her waist, turned around and pinched her face, and said coldly: "You look crazy now, it's really annoying." ”

Ni Chenghuan looked at the chill in his eyes, and his tone revealed a hint of grievance, "But I really love you." ”

Sheng Jing let go, she took a step back under pressure, and he sneered, "Love me, okay." ”

"I'll play you to death."