Chapter 252 Little Punch Beats Your Chest
Ming Qianye was hugged by Shen Tinglan, leaning on his warm body, he felt much more comfortable.
The air conditioner in this entertainnt city was turned on a little low, she felt a little cold, and imdiately moved restlessly, and shrank into his arms, with so much strength, Shen Tinglan could hardly hold her steady …
Only after his health has improved in the past few years can he hug her like this. Before, he couldn't stand it.
After much difficulty, she finally returned to the car and put her on the passenger seat.
Shen Tinglan quickly returned to the driver's seat, reaching out to fasten her seat belt, but she didn't want her to imdiately reach out and hug his arm, rubbed it, and leaned against it like a pillow, her starry eyes closed , vaguely... seems to be humming a song...
Shen Tinglan listened intently, it seed that the sa sentence back and forth—
‘Knowing that you love this kind of boy, maybe this is the only way to do it, but I will beco the woman you care about the most...’
Can you sing this sentence?
Shen Tinglan suddenly rembered at this mont, it seed that when he walked in just now, such a song was sung on the stage.
"Ming Xiaoye, how much do you have to drink?"
Shen Tinglan frowned, and touched her head with a big hand and stroked it.
Ming Qianye still had consciousness, squinted at him, and said after a while:
"I don't know... I heard it's expensive, I just drank a few more glasses..."
Ming Qianye replied calmly, pondered, and then continued, "Senior... But I don't think it tastes good, why is it so expensive, that Tan Haiyang said, I drank more than one million wine, but I didn't see it Being able to live in immortality and fortune forever...is so uncomfortable...I even gave Qi Xian a red envelope of 2,000 yuan!"
Listening to her last sentence, Shen Tinglan was taken aback for a mont, then looked at her, the pained expression on her face was really not fake!
He couldn't imagine what Qi Xian's expression was when he opened her red envelope!
Fortunately, he directly gave Qi Xian two copies, one for him and the other for hers.
She basically doesn't need to worry about this kind of sophistication every ti.
"Senior, haven't you been there... How much did you pack?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, Ming Qianye asked again.
"Pretty much sa as you."
He replied in a low voice, reached out and pulled the seat belt, and buckled it for her.
"Yes, I think it's almost the sa. It's just aning. Huo Jiarong, a local tycoon, has actually sealed two million... This kind of comparison is not worth advocating... or the seniors are down-to-earth..."
Shen Tinglan listened, and suddenly smiled...
In addition to two 888888 red envelopes, he also gave a golden tree, plus the topaz inlaid on it, it must be worth 20 million.
Her two thousand yuan may not even be able to buy a packing box.
"as long as you are happy."
He stared at her quietly with black eyes, and for so reason, suddenly thought of the old mountain ginseng she had told him several tis in a row—
This Ming Xiaoye finally knows how to treat people differently.
At this mont, a faint smile flashed across that clear and handso face, and at this mont, Ming Qianye also opened his eyes in a daze, and what t him was his dazzling star-like face. eyes...
She was stunned for a mont, so eyes that were out of focus were frozen for a mont, she blinked, and then said quietly—
"Senior? Why are you here..."
Obviously drunk, his head is probably broken.
"Co to pick you up."
He responded in a low voice, and stretched out his slender fingertips, gathering her loose, ssy hair behind her.
"oh…"
Ming Qianye replied faintly, opened his starry eyes slightly, looked at him quietly, and after a while, said in a low voice, "Senior, the older you really are, the more handso you beco..."
Hearing this, Shen Tinglan paused for a mont, then smiled and said, "You think I'm pretty?"
Ming Qianye nodded seriously and honestly, "Yes, because of the senior, I think those handso guys are immune..."
"Really? Then, what about Qi Xian? Didn't you say that he is also good?"
Shen Tinglan thought for a while, then asked this question...
"That's a handso man with a gentle temperant... My aesthetic is a fairy like a senior..."
Ming Qianye's eyes flickered for a mont, with envy on his face, he imdiately replied.
Shen Tinglan gave a low laugh, stroked her head with his big hand, his eyes were as warm as the faint morning light, after thinking about it, he said in a low voice, "No matter how good the senior is, it will belong to you."
The voice was naturally very low, and he didn't seem to care whether the woman could hear it.
After the voice fell, he approached slightly, bowed his head...
The slightly hot breath suddenly invaded the limbs with a quiet cold fragrance, and the temperature on the lips was very light.
After a while, he backed away slightly.
She opened her dazed eyes, looked at the magnified handso face in front of her, and imdiately couldn't help but stretched out her arms to hug it, the whole person crashed into his arms, pressed against his chest, and said faintly—
"Senior... quietly fell into a dream again... Have you reached the age of falling in love recently? Why do you have such a dream?"
Hearing this, Shen Tinglan was startled, and said with a smile—
"Ming Xiaoye. Do you often dream about seniors?"
"Hmm... In the dream, he was the one who oppressed . It was simply cheap labor. He didn't give money, and I couldn't sell the gifts, otherwise I would be angry... Every ti I have to coax for a long ti... The big devil who is hard to serve... Life is a nightmare Ting Lan, it's too miserable, I have no status at all, and he just wants to subdue ! My grandfather just thinks he can't subdue , that's why he asked the Great Demon King to subdue ..."
Shen Tinglan's eyes were very gentle, he gently held her face, and asked calmly—
"So, you really don't want to get engaged to the senior? Do you hate him?"
"Hate it? No... I don't know... That is, I just want to fight for the cause of scientific research and education for the rest of my life. Let our national flag appear outside the solar system. How can we be trapped by the love of our children? Internaxiong Er, it must be realized! I beat your chest with fists, and all your money has to be donated—”
Ming Qianye was waving his fists as he spoke, as if he was going to give a passionate speech.
Fortunately, Shen Tinglan held her fist in ti, otherwise, she would not have punched his chest with a small fist, but a super invincible iron fist punched his chest!
With his wrist clasped, she seed to be a little more awake. She stared at the handso face in front of her with staring eyes, and t his deep eyes. After a while, she said, "Senior...why are you so close? ...do you want to kiss ?"
Shen Tinglan: …
I didn't see it...
The straightforward person has never been him!
She is the kind of person who is too lazy to use her brain and wants to get the answer as soon as possible, so...
However, of course he will not let go of such a good opportunity...
PS: Sixth update! Do you dare to send 'little punches to your chest' to your partner? Curious how the other party will reply to you.
See you tomorrow!
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