Second floor.

Wen Weaving followed Shang He into an elegant box.

The waiter didn't come with him, and went to Shang Jing to report.

"Why did you come to Jinping Mansion?" Shang Hexing sat down on the couch.

Wen Zhi stood: "Come and see Shang Jing." ”

Shang Hexing raised his eyes: "What's the matter?" ”

Wen Ori pursed the corners of her lips.

Shang Hexing: "It's inconvenient to say? ”

Wen Zhi nodded, not nodding, hesitated, and replied to him: "Madam asked Shang Jing to accompany me more, saying that he could take me to play." ”

Shang Hexing narrowed his narrow eyes and stared at her for a moment, then he raised his hand and tapped his fingertips beside him.

Obvious meaning, let her sit.

But Wen Ori didn't dare to sit down, because as soon as she got close to him, the scene from her dream always came to mind.

The face is red, and the shame is unbearable.

"Onori." Shang Hexing called her name: "Come here." ”

Wen Zhi was uncomfortable: "Mr. Shang, I'll just stand." ”

She couldn't even call out that brother now.

As everyone knows, the more she is so strong, the more heavy Shang Hexing's face becomes, and finally he stands up directly and walks towards her, with a momentum like mountains and seas.

Wen Zhi was frightened, and took a step back, and in an instant, Shang Hexing was already standing in front of her.

He didn't move his hands or feet, he just stood in front of her, and the difference in body shape brought her a sense of oppression. Wen Weaving was so nervous that he didn't even dare to take a breath, and his apricot eyes blinked, innocent and painful.

"Don't you have anything to say about that just now?" His face was grim and domineering.

Wen Zhi was stunned: "Say, what to say?" ”

Shang Hexing reminded her: "Xu Shaokun's class, I usually don't look at it. ”

The implication is that it was because of her that he stopped.

He supported her.

Wen Ori reacted quickly and immediately said, "Thank you, Mr. Shang." ”

Shang Hexing lowered his eyes and asked, "Thank me for what?" Thanks for meddlesome? ”

"No, no, no, no." Wen Zhi hurriedly shook his head, and then took a deep breath: "Thank you, Mr. Shang, for helping me out just now." ”

Shang Hexing stared at Wen Weaving for a few seconds, the look almost pierced her, and when Wen Weaving was about to lose it, he finally turned around and sat back on the sofa, the feeling of oppression subsided little by little.

He stretched out his hand and nodded to the position next to him, which was the same gesture as before.

This time, Wen Ori didn't fight again, and obediently went to sit down beside him.

Later, under the waiting gaze of Shang Hexing, she told the story: "After Song Yuxing knew my situation, she was afraid that I would not have a good place to belong in the future, so she took the initiative to propose to introduce her cousin to me, that is, the vice president Xu just now. ”

Shang Hexing raised his hand, closed his eyes, rubbed his fingertips to relieve his fatigue, and asked her, "Have you taken a fancy to it?" ”

Wen Zhi glanced at him secretly, saw that he had his eyes closed, and deliberately said, "You can consider it." ”

Shang Hexing smacked his fingertips.

Her heart tightened.

He didn't open his eyes, he changed his hand and rubbed it and continued to press his eyebrows, and then he said with a cold expression: "It seems that I was ......nosy just now."

The last two words stalled because of the touch coming from the head.

Shang Hexing slowly opened his eyes.

Onori was no longer by his side.

At some point, she got up and walked silently behind him, placing her hands on either side of his temple.

In the end, she was unwary of her, and she didn't hear any movement.

Thinking of this, Shang Hexing smiled helplessly at the corner of his lips.

"Mr. Shang, I just saw that you seem to be very tired, is this strength appropriate?" Wen Ori doesn't know how to massage, so she tried to come here and wanted to please him.

It's true that she doesn't press it well, but Shang Hexing doesn't dislike it, her fingertips are very soft, sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

He closed his eyes and said, "You can focus on it." ”

The inexplicable atmosphere arose spontaneously at this moment.