Chapter Ninety-Five: On the contrary, I like you very much
Su Shengsheng pursed his lips and followed Li Jingchen into the car,
The sun is warm outside the car window, and a faint breeze blows in along the gaps.
This is the first time the two have been alone since that day, and there is inexplicable embarrassment in the air.
Li Jingchen felt a little hot, turned on the stereo in the car, and then played a song, trying to relieve the embarrassment,
βsay you love me to my face,I
eed it mo
e eha
you
emb
ace.β (Say you love me to my pleading eyes, and I long for it more than your touch.) οΌ
Su Shengsheng didn't think anything about it at all, but as soon as this music came out, he subconsciously coughed twice, "The sound quality is very good." β
Li Jingchen frowned, turned off the stereo,
He asked Qin Qi to get him some songs casually, and it was actually this kind of song.
In a panic, I forgot to turn a corner at a fork in the road.
Su Shengsheng quipped, "You won't invite me to dinner too." β
Li Jingchen's fingers gripping the steering wheel tightened for two minutes, and Zhong Minheng's words surfaced again,
Subconsciously retorted, "No." β
His voice was short, and he sounded impatient.
"Oh." Su Shengsheng replied casually, then don't go the wrong way, I'm in a hurry to go back to soft to eat, I'm starving.
Seeing that he didn't want to deal with herself, she didn't bother to continue to find a topic, so she simply pressed her stomach and leaned on the car window to blow the wind, hoping to reduce her hunger.
Li Jingchen is really ruthless than Zhou, he is working for Li's extra class, and he doesn't even invite a meal.
I knew that I wouldn't go downstairs with him, and I secretly went to eat by myself.
It's okay to eat with Zhou Kai no matter how bad it is, although it's disgusting, but at least you don't have to starve.
The more she thought about it, the more she was about to form a ball, and Li Jingchen finally discovered the abnormality, "What's wrong with you?" β
"I'm fine, you hurry up."
You're peeling this week.
Su Shengsheng slandered.
Li Jingchen's eyes deepened, and when he stepped on the accelerator, he heard a small 'grunt' and 'grunt' sound in his ears,
He frowned, then quickly stretched out again, "Are you hungry?" β
"Isn't this nonsense? Look at what time it is, it's time for the donkeys of the production team to eat. Su Shengsheng rolled his eyes.
"Ho," Li Jingchen smiled lightly, the car turned a corner, and stopped in front of a well-decorated Chinese restaurant.
He handed the car keys to the doorman and pulled her out of the car,
Su Shengsheng was still sneering in his heart, and when he saw the hotel, his eyes suddenly lit up,
"Wangmei is still useful to quench thirst, and I suddenly feel less hungry."
Without the man stretching out his hand, Su Shengsheng walked in a few steps.
Li Jingchen glanced at the hand hanging in the air, paused for a moment, and then retracted it as if unintentionally.
The food in this restaurant was served quickly, and Su Shengsheng was full after a while, and the people who were full of food had a different spirit when they spoke.
"Li Jingchen, before I came into contact with the people of the Li family, I really thought that you were calling the wind and rain in the Li family, but I didn't expect to be so miserable."
Li Jingchen took a bite of the dish slowly and methodically, and raised his eyes with interest.
Su Shengsheng continued, "You don't have to be embarrassed, Zhou Man... Madame's younger brother is about to climb on top of you, next time I will find an opportunity to beat him up in the small alley and vent my anger for you. β
Li Jingchen raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you didn't want to get angry?" β
Su Shengsheng's apricot eyes flashed, and there was no trace of embarrassment on his face.
"How can that, the customer is God, I will show the greatest patience to every member of Party A, and I will not even be angry, how can I be angry. Treat the owner with absolute patience. β
Even if the owner is a scumbag, it is a weekly peel.
Li Jingchen glanced at Su Shengsheng, who was taking the plate, didn't move a single shrimp, reached out and took it in front of him, put on disposable gloves, skillfully peeled a few shrimps, and put them in an empty bowl.
"You don't like Zhou Kai, if you want to beat him, you don't need to find a small alley. I said, I'm your soft master, as long as you want, you can beat him at any time, and I'll support you. β
I don't know if it's an illusion, the man's sharp facial features are a lot softer at the moment, and the bright colors and beautiful colors in the narrow eyebrows and eyes coexist, except for the lack of coldness.
The stuff in my mouth choked, and I drank a long sip of water before it went down.
Li Jingchen's plate of shrimp in his hand had been peeled, and the small bowl in his hand was piled up, he took off his gloves and put the bowl in front of Su Shengsheng.
The tone was the usual detached, "I don't like shrimp." β
Su Shengsheng blinked, glanced at the shrimp that had been slowly overnight, and always felt that Li Jingchen was weird everywhere today.
The next moment, I heard him say, "Grandma has already started treatment, and her physical condition should be stabilized soon, and I promise you that the conditions will not change, and the marriage date will be withdrawn, and during this period, you will be my fiancΓ©e." β
Li Jingchen pushed the shrimp bowl forward.
Su Shengsheng understands that this play is not only performed in front of her grandmother, but also has to be pretended a little outside.
She swept away the prawns unceremoniously, in fact, she didn't know how to peel the shrimp, let alone don't like to eat the shrimp, or she was too lazy to peel them, so she simply didn't eat them.
Someone peels it, of course, and enjoys it.
Li Jingchen looked at her eating shrimp, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him coincided with some scenes four years ago.
Su Shengsheng's apricot eyes narrowed slightly, obviously eating happily, her long eyelashes fanned, delicate and cute,
On the palm-sized porcelain white face, the delicate facial features are just right.
There is a red mark on the collarbone that has not faded, others can't see it, but Li Jingchen knows how it came about.
His eyes were bright, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the corners of the table.
"Jingchen, why are you here?" The woman's questioning voice came from behind her.
Li Jingchen frowned slightly and raised his head impatiently.
"Qingyue hasn't returned to China yet, so you're going to take other women to eat out?"
Hearing those two words, Su Shengsheng raised his eyes keenly.
The woman who spoke was dressed in a small fragrance, carrying a delicate Hermes bag, and stepping on 10 cm stiletto heels.
is very much in line with Su Shengsheng's stereotype of that woman's circle of friends,
Although I can't remember who the person in front of me is, it should be an old classmate of Li Jingchen and Song Qingyue.
The other party obviously didn't recognize himself, and Su Shengsheng was also happy to eat melons.
Li Jingchen leaned back in his chair, "Who am I eating with, does it have anything to do with you?" Jiang Mei. β
"Qingyue has suffered so much abroad for you in the past few years, how can you treat her like this?" Jiang Mei said sadly, as if Li Jingchen was some kind of wolf-hearted negative man.
Su Shengsheng suddenly didn't want to watch the play, wiped his hands with a napkin, sneered, and looked at Li Jingchen with innocent eyes,
"Jingchen, who is Qingyue? Is it your girlfriend? β
Li Jingchen's eyes turned cold when he looked at Jiang Mei, and said lightly, "No, Song Qingyue has nothing to do with me. β
Jiang Mei looked at Li Jingchen incredulously, stretched out his hand and pointed at him, "How can you say that, you were obviously ..... before"
She looked at Su Shengsheng suddenly, Li Jingchen never eats alone with a woman, it must be this fox spirit who is seducing Li Jingchen,
"Is it because of you! Don't think that you can see Jingchen if you have a little bit of beauty, he is just playing with you. Old Madam Li will not allow a woman like you to enter the door. β
"Jingchen, she said that you don't like me, but you just like me." Su Shengsheng's tone was aggrieved, and he emphasized Song Qingyue's green tea ten out of ten.
The corners of Li Jingchen's lips were raised, and his narrow eyes were a little more playful under the reflection of the crystal lamp.
The voice was low and pleasant, "On the contrary, I like you very much." β