The first fifty red envelopes. Tomorrow the update will continue at nine o'clock.

Chapter 6 Chapter 6

◎I'm scared◎

From 1 a.m. to 3 a.m., the waiter had already stepped forward to change a lot of famous wines. Expensive fruits were changed one plate after another, in order to teach her, Song Boli stopped the game, and mahjong was not played.

She sat next to him, quietly listening to Song Boli's tone of voice and slowly explain all kinds of examples of self-touching and bars, touching, and eating Hu, she looked serious, but in the next second, Shen Qiang couldn't remember, "Can you talk about it again, I'm confused again." ”

"Did you get admitted to HKU based on your strength?"

Xu An couldn't stand it anymore and asked sincerely.

Shen Qiang was able to be admitted to HKU, in addition to studying hard, her own intelligence is also one of them.

But how can a top student of HKU not even know mahjong?

After Xu Andeciding to ask, Song Boli leaned on the back of the chair and was idle, the corners of his mouth hooked, and a faint smile overflowed from his throat.

I don't know if I'm laughing at Xu Andu, or laughing at Shen Qiang learning mahjong.

Xu Andu has always felt that his patience with women is better than that of Song Boli, but in the past two hours, he wanted to say to Shen Qiang countless times, why don't you touch mahjong in the future?

But in a blink of an eye, seeing that Song Boli was still in that idle and joking posture, Xu Anju didn't squeak again. In the end, he was really helpless, leaving Song Boli and Shen Qiang, and took another man to the outer van to live.

There were only two people left in the room, and when the clock pointed to three o'clock, the waiter served the ice whiskey again, and Song Boli took a sip, about three or four glasses before and after, and the heavy glass was placed on the velvet countertop, making a muffled sound.

Song Boli looked sideways at Shen Qiang sitting next to him, earnestly learning how to play mahjong.

Coincidentally, Shen Qiang at this time also secretly aimed at Song Boli.

The moment the four eyes met, Shen Qiang took a breath, and her heart instantly rose to her throat, and the next second she saw Song Boli retract her gaze, as if the eye contact just now was just an accident.

But Shen Qiang knew that Song Boli was an extremely smart person, and the moment they looked at each other, Shen Qiang probably knew that her careful thinking had been seen through.

She was just about to tell him that she had learned it, but in the next second, she realized that she shouldn't have deceived an old fox.

At the moment when she nodded and was ready to say that she had learned.

Song Boli stretched out his long arm and scooped Shen Qiang up from her seat, and the next second she was locked in his arms.

Shen Qiang's thin back was against his powerful chest, and the two sat together, facing the door of the room.

Every thirty minutes, the waiter would open the door and come in again with a glass of whiskey and fresh fruit.

And now it's the last glass of whiskey from the waiter.

Ten minutes had passed, and in twenty minutes the door would have been pushed open.

Shen Qiang can feel the temperature of the man behind her, she is usually not timid, and she will not twist normal social etiquette, but she can't be intimate with Song Boli in front of hundreds of people separated by a wall.

Song Boli rested his chin against her shoulder socket, his peach blossom eyes swept her earlobe, moved to her collarbone, and then swept towards Chunguang, the corners of his mouth hooked, and said, "I still can't learn, I'll teach you by hand." ”

The so-called hand-in-hand seems too ambiguous in this room.

In front of Shen Qiang was the door that could be pushed open at any time, Xu Andu, the waiter, and more than a hundred guests with heads and faces outside the door, although there was only one person in the back, but the deterrent power was not weaker than the hundreds of people in front.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, which is Shen Qiang's current situation.

Mahjong is actually very simple, three plus three plus three plus a pair of formulas to a set of inside, which is self-drawing.

She actually figured out this formula as early as the first time Song Boli taught her, and wanted to tell him that she had learned it, but when the words came to her lips, he saw his mobile phone light up and reply to work matters, so she was selfish.

If she can't learn tonight, then he will stay and teach her all the time, after all, the more difficult a businessman is, the more challenging he is, and he has always been particular about starting and finishing, and he is no exception.

Thinking so, Shen Qiang did the same.

She has been pretending to be confused and can't learn, and she has successfully let him teach him for one night, feeling guilty for her selfishness, and enjoying the happiness of being by his side.

But apparently, he saw through her careful thoughts.

Shen Qiang's face was slightly hot, her face was crimson, and she said in a trembling voice, "It will... Yes. In order to convince him that she really would, she also added, "Three plus three plus three, bring a pair, right?" ”

Not only did she know it, but she also figured out a set of formulas by herself.

He is worthy of being a top student of HKU.

"In order to teach you, in these three hours, I pushed down the 30 million jewelry list," Song Boli hooked the corners of his mouth and said leisurely: "So, how can you thank me?" ”

How did Shen Qiang know that his phone call just now was an order worth 30 million. Hearing him say this, it seemed that she was indeed delaying his work, she was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Song Boli breathed slowly behind her back and never spoke, and silence was better than sound at this time.

Shen Qiang's fair skin was dyed with a touch of crimson, her apricot eyes drooped slightly, and she whispered, "But... What if they come in and see it? I'm scared... I don't want to..."

Song Boli rarely asked her for anything, but more often when she came to her aunt, when she wanted it, she was inconvenient, he would soften his voice, and his slender fingertips touched her lips, and the implication was obvious.

She knew that if she was found here, then her image of being willing to "sell herself" for money in the hearts of others would be completely confirmed, and she would become the same as the girls in the club, doing some unseemly transactions.

Aware his hands roaming over his skin.

Shen Qiang stared at the door, as if it was like an exposed mouth, as long as she pushed it open, she couldn't stay here anymore, she couldn't stay in Hong Kong City anymore.

The force behind him is getting bigger and bigger, and the usual enjoyment is in tune. But today, her nervousness made it difficult for the man behind her to move an inch, and she even heard him say in a dumb voice: "Relax." ”

Shen Qiang actually hoped in her heart that he would think about her from her point of view, and then shouted to stop. But apparently impossible.

The people behind him are chasing after him, and the front is like a set. When fried. Play.

Scared thousands of her pores wide.

Song Boli has always been calm and self-controlled, and there are few times when he seeks excitement, but men are sometimes like this, the more exciting they are, the more excited they are, and the more they can't get it, the more they want it. His emotions at the moment are like beasts, no one can stop all his actions, and in his territory, there has never been a word of retreat.

The temperature in the room rises.

I don't know if it was her restraint that made him lack of interest, or he was also worried that the door would be pushed open, and he ended hastily in more than twenty minutes, and Song Boli's low voice sounded in the room, "Child, will you still lie to people in the future?" ”

Song Boli pulled up Shen Qiang's shirt to restore the appearance of twenty minutes ago, Shen Qiang's neck was numb, and the word regret was written all over her body, and she said in a trembling tone: "No... Don't lie. ”

She couldn't endure such physical and mental torment again.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Because of the previous delivery, the waiter always knocked on the door and came in directly, and this time was no exception, the waiter pushed the door in, holding a glass of whiskey and a fruit bowl, plus a bottle of fresh milk.

Shen Qiang was still sitting on Song Boli's body, and the posture was the same for three hours, so the waiter was not surprised by any leakage.

It's just that as his pace slowly approached, Shen Qiang's whole body tensed.

Waiter: "Song Dong, Miss Shen, please use it slowly." ”

Shen Qiang's face was normal, just a little flushed, and her front looked clean, but as long as the waiter took a few steps back, she could see that the zipper behind Shen Qiang's knitted skirt was not pulled, and what leaked was a thin back with a red mark.

It wasn't until the waiter left that Shen Qiang took off her disguise, and the whole person was scared into a puddle of soft water, and her mind was blank.

Closely, she was seen through.

A few minutes later, Shen Qiang followed behind Song Boli and went to the presidential suite upstairs of the clubhouse.

Song Boli walked to the bathroom with a familiar car, and more than ten minutes later, he walked out, and her smell had been rinsed off on his body, and she walked in after he came out to rinse off the smell that belonged to him.

The waiters changed into new men's and women's clothes, and thirty minutes later, the two left the clubhouse together.

Two luxury cars parked at the gate of the high-end club, Shen Qiang's heart trembled, and she looked at Song Boli, her voice trembling after being blown cold by the wind, "Aren't you going home?" ”

"I have to sign the contract for the jewelry list that you delayed," Song Boli lit a cigarette in the cold wind, pressed the lighter with a click, took a puff and said with a puff of smoke: "You go back first." ”

Shen Qiang got into the car under the gaze of Song Boli, and the driver drove in the direction of Mid-Levels. While Shen Qiang looked in the rearview mirror, Song Boli got into another car, which was in the opposite direction from her.

From the moment she saw the two cars, her mood suddenly fell to the bottom, the scenery outside the car window flew in front of her eyes, her forehead pressed against the car window, and her nose was sore.

She thought that she had been with him in that place for twenty minutes, and that she had overcome her fear and fear, and that he would be with her well tonight. Unexpectedly, he still chose to leave him and let her digest the nervous fear and fear just now.

She tricked him into spending three hours with her.

He tortured her for twenty minutes, making her afraid that she would never dare again next time.

What is this?

Does he count his punishment for her?

Warn her not to waste his time like this in the future.

It was nearly four o'clock in the morning when Shen Qiang returned to Mid-Levels, and after twenty minutes of exercise in the room just now and going to work at nine o'clock tomorrow, she fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.

The next day, it was inevitable that I would be half an hour late.

As soon as she arrived, Bella, the director of the company, knocked on Shen Qiang's desktop and said, "Don't forget." ”

The task given to her yesterday has been urging all night, and it seems that the strength of this customer should not be underestimated.

"I know, I'll turn it in on time before the 22nd," Shen Qiang yawned as she covered her mouth with her hand.

Bella left satisfied.

Shen Qiang kept recalling Song Boli's words in her mind, "Existence is reasonable." "That means the colorful black is represented, but she hasn't noticed it yet... The Song family is a family of jewelers, and the family has countless jewels.

Shen Qiang actually asked Song Boli was the best way, according to his vision, he could provide her with a lot of ideas, but when she thought that he didn't return last night, she didn't want to take the initiative to send him WeChat, Shen Qiang put down the cup and continued to draw.

It was eight o'clock in the evening.

Shen Qiang wanted to go back to the dormitory, but when she thought that the journey between the company and the dormitory would take more than an hour, and there were still three days before the deadline for delivery, she didn't want to waste her energy on commuting.

So she went back to the middle of the mountain, she made herself a tomato egg noodle, and after eating half of it, she put the rest in a bowl and planned to eat it as a supper, thinking that he should not come back, so she began to design slowly in the study again.

Colorful blacks, rich colors, and droplet hearts require great structural design, both of which alone are difficult for many people to retreat.

But Shen Qiang chose to take this path, and he couldn't escape.

The incandescent lamp in the study was turned on, and standing in the middle of the study, she sat on the leather sofa, drawing seriously and obediently.

The aperture shone down, wrapping her body in a furry aperture of light, and the whole person looked demure and gentle.

At one o'clock in the morning, Song Boli returned to the mid-mountain area with a tired face.

When Shen Qiang walked out of the study, Song Boli was a little surprised, and said lightly: "Why are you here?" ”

Shen Qiang's joy when he saw him was washed away by these words.

He asked her why she was here. She suddenly felt ridiculous.

This is his home, it is his territory, what is she doing here, she suddenly found that she seemed to have been with him for four years, so she subtly felt that she could enter and leave this house anytime and anywhere...