The next day, Ni Chenghuan took another cup to Sheng Jing.

Sheng Jing's reaction was the same as what Meng Nanqing said, he threw it into the trash can without pity, and said lightly: "I don't like it, don't send it in the future." ”

Ni Chenghuan raised his eyebrows, squatted down to pick up the ceramic cup with a broken corner of the cup, put it back on his desktop again, and said with a smile: "If you don't like it, then I'll send someone next time." ”

Sheng Jing looked at her and chuckled: "You're so smart, you won't understand what I'm saying, right?" ”

Of course Ni Chenghuan knew, but he had refused so many times, she was already used to it.

"You want to be shameless." His expression was disgusted.

Ni Chenghuan was already immune to these words, and she couldn't arouse the slightest emotion at all.

"What kind of face do you want to chase people," she smiled lightly, "It's just a pity that I picked this cup for a long time." ”

Sheng Jing picked up the cup on the table and threw it into the trash can again, and the porcelain cup was split in an instant.

"No one asked you to pick." He said lightly.

Ni Chenghuan lowered his eyebrows and looked at the fragments in the trash can and smiled, "Who made me like you?" Then he looked up at him, "If it's broken, buy another one, you don't like this style anyway." ”

Sheng Jing didn't answer again, got up to get off work, Ni Chenghuan followed, and consciously grabbed his arm.

"Let go." He glanced over at her, his tone a little cold.

Ni Chenghuan smiled lightly, he didn't mean to let go at all, and tiptoed in his ear and whispered: "It's all people here, give me a little face, okay?" ”

The warm breath sprayed on his ears, which made him a little uneasy.

She looked at the faint redness of his ears and laughed, "Well, your ears are so red." ”

"Shut up."

Ni Chenghuan didn't speak again, but the smile on his face continued.

The employees in the building who didn't get off work couldn't help but look sideways, thinking that they had eaten a handful of dog food.

While waiting for the elevator, Ni Chenghuan's hand was restless and put it in his pants pocket.

Sheng Jing turned his head and wrinkled his eyebrows at her.

She looked innocent, but her hands were rubbing in her pockets, "What's in your pocket?" ”

He grabbed her hand and pulled it out.

"Ah, it turned out to be a lighter." She held a small and delicate lighter in her hand, and her expression seemed to be surprised.

Sheng Jing snatched the lighter from her hand and lifted her feet into the elevator without changing her face.

Ni Chenghuan raised his eyes to look at him standing in the elevator, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "You seem to be very afraid of itching." ”

Sheng Jing looked directly at her, beckoned, and said in a deep voice, "Come here." ”

She looked at his expression and raised her eyebrows, her expression seemed to be tangled: "Your eyes are a little scary.....

"If you don't come in, you'll go back by yourself." As he spoke, he was about to press the close button.

The smile in Ni Chenghuan's eyes became even bigger, and then he walked in with his feet up, and consciously pressed the button on the basement floor.

Before the elevator door was closed, Sheng Jing grabbed her wrist, and just about to make the next move, suddenly several employees walked up, his critical impulse was abrupt, the corner of his eyebrows was a little more forbearing, and the hand holding her wrist bone was a little harder.

Ni Chenghuan raised his head, raised his feet and wanted to take a step to the side, but was pulled by him, he leaned over slightly, and sneered softly in her ear: "Where did you take the initiative just now?" ”

The eyes are full of sarcasm.

As soon as the elevator door closed, he grabbed the thin wrist and pushed her against the wall, raising her hand above his head as if he were a prisoner.

At this moment, they were so close that their breaths blended together, so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

"What were you doing?" His breath was slightly panting, his voice hoarse, with a hint of teasing, whispering in her ear, with bewitchment.

"Do you think you're a bit of a trick?" His hand squeezed her slender waist with some force, as if it was about to be broken.

Ni Chenghuan tugged at his hand, and wanted to refuse: "You pinched me..... I'm just curious about what you have in your pocket....."

Sheng Jing leaned his head and bit the tip of her ear, and said softly: "Is it true?"

Lying is a ..... of thunder."

Ni Chenghuan subconsciously trembled, Sheng Jing let go of the hand that was pinching her waist, and instead held half of her face, rubbing her reddened eyes with his fingertips, "What about your initiative?" ”

With a smile in her eyes, she took the initiative to drop a dragonfly kiss on his lips, "Is that enough....... Hmm...."

Before he could finish speaking, he held half of her face and kissed her.

"Ding—"

The elevator stopped on the negative floor, the door opened automatically, and the air outside the door disturbed the ambiguity and enthusiasm inside.

But at this moment, she didn't mean to push him away.

The people who walked outside the door knew that it was a special elevator, so they only peeked at it, and then turned around and got on the staff.

The elevator door closed and opened again, and Ni Chenghuan felt that he was about to run out of oxygen.

At the end of a deep kiss, Sheng Jing let her go, his eyes stayed on her slightly red cheeks and misty eyes for two seconds, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe her soft red lips, and chuckled: "I haven't grown at all." ”

Ni Chenghuan wrapped his arms around his neck, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "You have to teach me well." ”

Sheng Jing smiled in his eyes, hugged her by the waist, and said in a low voice: "Teach, I'll teach you well." ”