The little green plum in Song Shao's arms is so sultry

Chapter 30 A Boring Story

"You don't need to look at the posture of a high-end person." Song Jin said slowly to Yu Sheng who was lying on her back: "If you want to see it, why not keep your eyes open and look at me now."

Yu Sheng didn't continue to talk to him, the injury on his ankle was no longer painful, and the leaves from the sycamore tree fell on Song Jin's body.

She lay on Song Jin's back, closed her eyes lightly, and wanted to just fall asleep like this. She wondered if her favorite Mr. Song could feel her fiery heart beating for you at this moment.

"Yu Sheng?" He suddenly called his name, but Yu Sheng still ignored him.

Whether she thinks about the past or the future, if she falls asleep on his back, will she dream of BJ's first snow falling on Song Jin's messy hair, just like the leaves of a sycamore tree falling on her hair? slow.

Yu Sheng didn't fall asleep, he knew it.

"Yu Sheng, do you want to hear a story?"

The girl on the back still didn't answer him, just like when the girl ran out sullenly when she was a child, she got lost in the end. When Song Jin found her, her face was ashen and there were still tears in her eyes.

The girl was very stubborn and stubborn when she was a child, and she refused to hold Song Jin's hand, nor would she say a word to Song Jin. In the end, Song Jin found a small wooden branch, bound it with the girl's goose-yellow princess dress, and pulled it. Followed her back home.

But Yu Sheng is not angry now, she just simply doesn't want to talk to herself, Song Jin wanted to take advantage of this moment to tease her, so she stopped and pretended to be cold and arrogant: "Yu Sheng, I'll give you ten seconds , if you don't answer my question, I'll..."

He paused for a while, and then slowly said: "Forget it, if you are tired, go to sleep, but I still want to tell you the story."

Tsk, my heart softened. He was thinking, what kind of vicious language would he use to force this arrogant young lady to speak to him?The result was that he was unwilling to say even half a word that was disrespectful to her.

"Once upon a time, there was an old woman who lived on the top of the mountain." He said slowly, "She was poor."

After that, he didn't say a word. After the idiom "poor and poor" came out of his mouth, it seemed to represent an ending.

"And then?" Yu Sheng finally couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, woke up half a minute from the drowsy state, and asked Song Jin softly: "No more?"

"Gone."

Yu Sheng felt a little funny: "Can this be considered a story? It's really boring."

"Any word I say, even if it's a punctuation mark, as long as it comes out of my mouth, Song Jin, it will be intriguing." He was obviously in a happy mood, his thin lips slightly parted, with a slight smile: "Yu Sheng, you You can write a story about it with your brilliant little brain, Miss Collins, the famous perfumer."

Collins is her English name, and one of M·L's rare products is sold under her name. There are only five bottles in total, and the price is also extremely expensive. The value can be compared to the last treasure in the auction.

But at the moment it was released, those five perfumes were bought by one person. He didn't come to buy them directly, but asked his own staff to buy them for him. The reason he gave was also very strange. He just said that he I really like the smell of Collins perfume.

During those five years in the United States, Song Jin didn't know that the world-renowned perfumer Collins was his childhood sweetheart, Yu Sheng. During the five years, they never met or talked on the phone once.

The chance encounter on the plane during the day was also the news that Song Jin had worked hard for a month to get the news, and the truth that had been searching for five years was revealed at that moment.

It turned out that the little guy he had worked so hard to find for five years actually contained so much sharpness.

"I'm a perfumer, not a writer, and I don't have that kind of brain power to write a weird story," she said unhurriedly: "Instead of these things, you might as well tell your own story, that way I'm still interested."

"Want to hear?"

Yu Sheng nodded: "I want to hear it."

"Do not say."

She frowned, and lightly tugged at a handful of playful broken hair, not with much force, but not lightly, and snorted coldly:
"I don't like to talk, and I don't listen to what you say. The famous leader of the Song family and a top student at Harvard University, how can someone like me who has no education and only a fortune can listen to it. I don't deserve it."

She was stunned for a while, and then slowly added: "Forget, this talented student is the real capitalist."

"Wealth does not necessarily mean a capitalist, my dear Miss Yu Sheng, I am just a student who is still studying." He smiled lightly: "But I am not far from that step."

Yu Sheng has long been used to Song Jin's character of teasing others. Maybe her answer just now was something she didn't want to hear... She thought for a while, if her answer was that she didn't want to hear it, then Song Jin might not tell her about herself story.

It's the same thing over and over again, Song Jin was not prepared to tell her at the beginning, he was only thinking of making Yu Sheng happy.

"What would have happened to you if I hadn't shown up in the bathroom in time?" She suddenly asked Song Jin, and she couldn't figure this out after thinking about it for a long time.

After Song Jin missed her, she chatted with those old acquaintances at the banquet. Yu Sheng didn't have much relationship with those people, and each of them was perfunctory.

After a few courteous words with a Mediterranean business executive at the end, she slipped out quietly with her skirt lifted.

At that time, she didn't know where to go, so she wanted to go to a relatively remote place in the hotel to wash her face to wake herself up. Tonight, she mainly did styling, and her makeup was only lightened. According to makeup artist Ruoqin, the remaining Sheng looks so glamorous and moving, no amount of makeup is just superfluous, such an elegant hibiscus is enough to captivate people's hearts.

But she didn't expect to meet Song Jin. He was stunned for a moment. Yu Sheng's identity was unusual. She quickly hid in a dark place to ensure that the people inside would not notice her. Watching.

On the right hand side is a huge flower stand, on which is planted with baby's breath, white and tender, and there is a small wine glass next to it, which still contains the wine that has not been drunk.

She took the wine glass lightly, poured the liquid into the flower bed, and covered it with her sleeves as a precaution.

As one of the leaders of the Apep organization, she naturally possesses the sharpness and speed beyond ordinary people. She saw the sharp object hidden in the man's pocket at a glance.

But she didn't do anything, didn't make any sound, but hid in the shadows to watch the show, at this moment, she was just a spectator.

Yu Sheng didn't intend to help Song Jin, that didn't concern her, and she was also curious about what kind of interesting scene Song Jin would be in danger.

(End of this chapter)