Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 44 Hong Shixian's Classic Lines
Rockwell's auctions are divided into three levels, one is held on the seventeenth floor, which belongs to the jewelry special.

It usually starts at [-]:[-] in the morning, because the time and angle at that time allow the sunlight to reflect the most beautiful and dazzling light of jewelry.

One is held on the 26th floor, which is a commercial auction, and all the works of art with appreciation potential are sold, among which antiques and oil paintings are the most popular.

There is another kind, that is, today Luo Chaosheng took Wen Qing to inspect this kind of luxury auction, which is exclusive to the high class.

Generally, there are only three to five auctions a year, and there are not many items in each auction, but all of them are rare treasures with prices on the market. There are many things that most ordinary people have only heard of related legends. None of the qualifications.

The auction was on the second basement floor, and the basement floor was already guarded by dozens of security guards with dense infrared rays. Wen Qing was dumbfounded.

Luo Chaosheng looked at her shocking reaction with a smile, and a sense of pride of being recognized for his career flashed across his heart. He stroked the top of the little girl's fluffy hair and told her: "These you are looking at now are just appetizers. They are really beautiful. It's still to come."

The three arrived at the second basement floor.

Before Wen Qing had time to see the so-called better looking thing, she first saw Song Xizhi in a white dress waiting in the infield with a safe in her hand.

At this time, Zhang Tezhu was leading the two of them through an ordinary-looking corridor. Due to the ingenious design of the architect, everything in the infield could be seen from Wen Qing's perspective, but the people in the infield could not see what was going on in the corridor. of them.

After Wen Qing saw Song Xizhi, she slowed down her pace, her dark eyes sized up Luo Chaosheng's newly changed clothes, and she suddenly made a move, pushing Luo Chaosheng down in the corridor in a wall-dong posture. on the side wall.

Her movement was so sudden that Luo Chaosheng was caught off guard, and half of her body was pushed against the wall by her. His delicate back was tense at first, and then relaxed little by little.

After realizing what Wen Qing might do, she glanced at the ceiling and then withdrew her eyes. While her ears were slightly red, her face showed anticipation, as if she was ready to let it go.

"Qingqing, what are you?"

Luo Chaosheng's tone was smiling, and the ending was very long, waiting for Wen Qing's next move.

"Suddenly, I seem to have forgotten something."

Wen Qing's tone was soft, and watery eye waves slowly traced down Luo Chaosheng's face, sliding along the other's warm eyes to the high bridge of the nose, and continued down to his sexy thin lips.

Further down, there is a swan-like, slender and elegant neck with no blemishes...

Almost at the same time Wen Qing's eyes fell, Luo Chaosheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down under the scorching gaze.

At the same time, Wen Qing took a deep breath, and in the next second, quickly grabbed Luo Chaosheng's neckline, and exerted force in her direction.

While the man was forced to bow his head, she stood on tiptoe and left a lip mark on his neckline with bright red lip balm...

Luo Chaosheng's eyes suddenly darkened.

Wen Qing's scale was so accurate that she could touch it almost instantly. After a brief stay, she raised her head and looked at Luo Chaosheng with no expression of joy or anger, and she smiled beautifully.

"I want to leave some marks on you, Arlo, you don't mind?"

Luo Chaosheng stared at her for three seconds, and after confirming that the little girl really had no intention of doing anything else, he lowered his eyes regretfully at his rouge-dyed neckline, and returned to her lightly.

"I don't care if you don't."

Wen Qing smiled sweetly, Luo Chaosheng's generous palm fell on top of her head, and said softly: "There are [-] cameras installed in this corridor."

"Qingqing, for the scene just now, I will ask the people in the monitoring room to save it and send it to me, and then I will personally choose a version with the best angle and save it."

Wen Qing: "..."

Luo Chaosheng led her forward while smiling softly: "Why don't we play it on a loop at our wedding in the future, okay?"

Wen Qing: "..."

Taking a deep breath, she looked up at Luo Chaosheng's smiling side face, and asked questions with full sincerity.

"Do you know what kind of classic line Hong Shixian said to Ellie?"

Luo Chaosheng slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Wen Qing blinked: "There are four words in total."

Luo Chaosheng replied seriously: "I don't know who those two people you mentioned are."

Wen Qing smiled and said: "It's not important, the important thing is..."

She hooked her fingers, Luo Chaosheng obediently listened to him, Wen Qing pressed against his ear, and said softly: "You are such a flea..."

Luo Chaosheng: "..."

Well, well, very well, the little girl has learned to fight back.

He froze and returned to his original state, and the little girl was full of smiles: "Ah Luo, since you have returned to China, you should watch more of our domestic dramas."

She smiled sweetly, and said clearly: "Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and you still need to study it carefully."

Luo Chaosheng: "..."

After a moment of silence, he grabbed Wen Qing back, rubbed her into his arms, and whispered back the line she had just given him in her ear.

Wen Qing was obedient in an instant and stopped doing it.

The two of them walked all the way, joking all the way, so the pace naturally slowed down a lot. When Zhang Tezhu turned his head, he realized that he had left him two feet behind. He immediately stopped and stood there with a bitter expression on his face.

It's over, it's over, he's really emboldened recently, he even dared to walk ahead, leaving his boss behind, and even throwing him so far.

Unexpectedly, when Luo Chaosheng followed Wen Qing slowly, he didn't even give him a corner of his eyes, obviously he didn't care about his existence at all.

While Zhang Tezhu felt relieved, he was full of gratitude to Wen Qing.

She is indeed the woman standing on Mr. Luo's screensaver. Look, when she came, Mr. Luo focused all his energy and attention on her, and he didn't bother to pay attention to such insignificant characters like them.

Passing through the corridor is the inside of the venue. More than a dozen merchandisers are holding the goods they are responsible for tonight, carefully checking the information of the goods, and conducting the final review before the auction.

Song Xizhi was also among them.

After seeing Luo Chaosheng, her eyes lit up first, but soon, she frowned deeply again.

Luo Chaosheng is wearing a blue-gray high-end suit today, which is matched with the simplest all-match item - a white shirt.

Luo Chaosheng's obsession with cleanliness is true, so his shirts are always as white as snow and spotless. Even if he accidentally gets a little coffee stain, that shirt will be replaced by Luo Chaosheng on the spot, and never again. will not appear.

But at this time, the collar of Luo Chaosheng's shirt was stained with a dazzling red.

As a woman too, how could Song Xizhi not realize that Wen Qing had seen through her tricks in the afternoon, and she was deliberately protesting against her at this moment.

Song Xizhi's eyes turned back and forth between Luo Chaosheng, who looked as if he didn't know anything about the marks on the shirt, and Wen Qing, who was smiling sweetly.

The whole company knows that Mr. Luo has a cleanliness habit. Even if the woman can get an exception for physical contact, she doesn't believe that a person like Luo Chaosheng would allow a woman to leave lipstick marks on him.

Besides, when the auction starts later, a large number of customers will be present, and all of them are the top of the pyramid among the rich and powerful in Modu.

Based on Song Xizhi's understanding of Luo Chaosheng, Mr. Luo would never allow himself to appear in front of everyone wearing a dirty shirt.

Song Xizhi concluded that the lipstick marks on the shirt were left by Wen Qing on her own initiative, and Luo Chaosheng didn't know about it.

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