Chapter 2: Do you want to wrap me?

Shen Muqing looked at his expression, I don't know if it was the illusion that she had drunk, and there seemed to be a hint of expectation in his eyes.

She couldn't help frowning and recalling carefully, but her brain seemed to be down, and she had no clue at all.

After a moment, the man smiled and gently rubbed the top of her hair: "Don't think about it." ”

Shen Muqing was puzzled, raised his eyes to look at him, and heard him say again: "Maybe it's in my dream." ”

She was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the question just now was just his routine.

She looked at the man's curved fox eyes, and hooked her lips back in his equally unorthodox tone: "This gentleman, your sultry way... It seems to be classic too. ”

"And ......" Shen Muqing wanted to say something more, but the door of box 336 opposite 339 was opened, interrupting her words.

A tall and handsome man, also in a black suit, walked out with a slightly drunk woman in his arms.

The woman has a beautiful face, wears a new suit of the season's big brands, and her neck and wrist are full of precious jewelry.

The two walked in front of Shen Muqing and them in ignorance, and then the woman's voice sounded, a little coquettishly: "The tip will turn you in a while, and you are indispensable." ”

After that, he pinched the man's waist.

The man didn't know what he whispered to her later, which made the woman angry.

Shen Muqing's hairs stood up when she heard it, it was not that she intended to eavesdrop, but that the voices of these two people were really loud, so it was difficult to hear them if she didn't care about others......

After all, the ears are not like the eyes, and you can choose to see or not to see them.

After the two walked away, Shen Muqing looked at the two men's somewhat similar black suits, and couldn't help muttering, "You too..."

She chooses the wording between the duck and the cowherd, as if neither of them is too good.

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly thought of a high-end and high-grade person, and quietly pointed to the back of the man who was far away: "Young master? ”

The man in front of him lowered his head and bit his lip as if smiling.

Then he raised his head again, raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at her and asked tentatively, "What if I am?" ”

He paused and asked again, "If I were a cowherd, would you look down on me...... What are you doing? ”

The man's back was to the light at this time, and the expression on his face was a little obscure.

Shen Muqing was silent for a few seconds, she had never had the kind of thought he said, and said seriously: "No." ”

After thinking for a moment, she expressed her opinion again: "Everyone eats according to their ability, there are high and low positions, but there should be no distinction between high and low occupations." Don't be arrogant, as long as you abide by the law and don't do anything that violates morals, no matter what profession you are, you should be respected at the very least. ”

Xu didn't expect her to comfort him so seriously, and the man looked at her face a little distracted.

Shen Muqing stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "What's wrong with you?" ”

The man was stunned for a moment, then bent his lips and said, "It's nothing, I remembered my friend from a long time ago." ”

Shen Muqing pursed her lower lip, and the corners of her mouth were hooked with a hint of self-deprecation: "I thought you were too moved." ”

The man smiled silently, leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, the smoke spit out, and said casually: "How about it, do you want to wrap me, for the sake of you and I have a fate today, I won't take you a tip." ”

This is an admission of the identity of the Cowherd?

Shen Muqing has never done anything about looking for a cowherd, but today this handsome cowherd who was recommended by Mao Sui was in front of her, and she inexplicably wanted to make an exception.

But the hallway is not a place to talk.

"My name is Shen Muqing, you go downstairs and reopen a private room, I'll be there in a while."

The man's eyebrows rose slightly, and the corners of his mouth were smiling and deliberately teasing her: "Are you sure it's a private room, not a room?" ”