She became popular after going on an ensemble with her ex-boyfriend

Chapter 33 Coexisting in the same room

Charlotte tilted her head slightly, her eyes were seductive, "Would you like some?"

Sheng Ming unbuttoned his cuff with one hand, and looked at Charlotte calmly, but his heart was overwhelmed.

His interest in Charoy began with his bizarre dream.

Ever since I met her in Paris, I have dreamed of her several times.

He dreamed that she had a stomachache and didn't take it seriously, but he heard Charoy calling the front desk.

Sheng Ming didn't want to meddle in this business, but he still asked Sheng Qinfeng to buy the medicine.

After returning home, he dreamed of Charlotte again and again.

He was taking a nap in the Bentley, and dreamed of a confrontation between Charlotte and the scumbag.

He got out of the car and confirmed that Charoy's clothes, the man he had never met, and even the furnishings in the restaurant were exactly the same as in the dream.

He experimented a few times, as long as he dreams when he sleeps, he can dream of Charoy's memories, and they are all things that happened that day.

Later, Charlotte opened the door of his house.

He had a bold guess that it was possible that Charlotte could also dream of his memory.

It was just guesswork until he dreamed that Charloe had recorded her dream in a memo.

Everything is confirmed...

Both he and Charoy can dream about each other's memories of that day.

Sheng Ming immediately contacted the most authoritative figure in brain science in the country, the dean of the Brain Science Institute of Guanghua University.

However, the dean could not explain his situation either.

Sheng Ming, who has always believed in science, suddenly had a predestined illusion.

It seemed that he was destined to have some connection with this woman.

Moreover, unconsciously, he seemed to care about this woman inexplicably.

Inexplicably think of her.

This woman is like a manjusawa plant, taking root in his heart.

It wasn't until the tacit dance in the bar that he understood the source of all this...

The woman on the sofa seemed completely unaware of the turbulent emotions of the man beside her.

She shook her wine glass and provoked brazenly, "Why, don't dare to drink?"

Sheng Ming stepped forward slowly, his fingers a little stiff.

He sat beside the woman, holding the red wine glass with his long fingers, his brows remained unchanged, his thin lips parted slightly, and he took a sip.

Looking at his slightly raised jaw and the slippery Adam's apple on his neck, Charois was inexplicably nervous.

She raised her hand to touch the back of her neck, and immediately smiled, "Are you okay if you drink half a glass?"

Sheng Ming turned his head slightly to look at him, and a deep "hmm" came out of his nose.

Then, Xia Luoyi seemed to think of something, changed the subject, and her eyes flickered: "Do you believe in fate?"

Sheng Ming didn't believe it in the past, but now, his belief has been shaken.

Charlotte smiled: "I can read palmistry, do you want to show it to you?"

Sheng Ming drew out his right hand, and quickly remembered the wrist he had scratched from skiing in the afternoon, put it back in his pocket, and stretched out his left hand.

Charlotte lowered her head and stretched her neck.

Generally, when she reads palms, she must fix the opponent's hand.

However, Sheng Ming refused to let him touch it.

She suddenly thought of the ancient practice of feeling a person's pulse, and pulled out a tissue from the side.

She put the tissue lightly on Sheng Ming's hand, and then held both sides of Sheng Ming's wrist through the tissue.

Sheng Ming's back trembled slightly, feeling an electric current rushing through his body.

And his face is still calm, but there is a trace of undetectable softness in the bottom of his eyes.

Charlotte looked at it for a while, and said: "Sure enough, you are a genius, with such a long intellectual line, and good physical strength. Ah! I can't see that your long career line will stop because of the emotional line. You still look very family-oriented. ?”

After hearing her series of remarks, Sheng Ming didn't say a word.

She moved her lips: "Show me your right hand too?"

Sheng Ming hesitated for a moment.

Charoy explained: "A man's left hand is this life, and his right hand is the past life."

There is no scientific basis for this statement, and she also forgot which book she read it from, so she just remembered that it was written like this.

Sheng Ming ignored it, raised his hand to pick up the wine glass, and slightly raised his eyebrows at Xia Luoyi.

Charlotte understood and clinked glasses with him.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a smile slipping from the corner of Sheng Ming's mouth for the first time.

That alluring smile made her nervous again.

Charlotte blinked her eyelids twice quickly, avoided Sheng Ming's sight, and looked at the bed not far away.

Sheng Ming seemed to notice her eyes, and looked at her probingly.

Charlotte blushed and her heart beat faster.

Sheng Ming sat a palm away from her, silent.

She avoided Sheng Ming's gaze and cast her eyes everywhere.

Then, her eyes fell on Sheng Ming's hand holding the wine glass, which was fair and delicate.

On his slender wrist, there was a dark red scratch.

"You are hurt?"

"It's okay." Sheng Ming turned his collar to cover the scar.

Charlotte glanced into the room and saw the first aid kit in the corner, which contained everything.

She picked out the povidone iodine and the Band-Aid, and returned to her seat on the sofa.

The man was still sitting with a blank face.

As soon as Charlotte sat down, she pulled his wrist over and silently helped him treat the wound.

Sheng Ming watched the eyelashes of the woman in front of him flicker, his eyes were clear, and he couldn't help shaking.

He was silent for two seconds, and then pulled the woman in front of him.

The cotton swab in Charlotte's hand fell to the ground...

Her eyes flickered, looking at the man who was so close in front of her.

The night at this moment is silent.

Just the sound of his breathing can make her feel extremely nervous.

The man's deep eyes were more hazy than usual, like the dense fog rising from the fairyland in the deep mountains.

Then, the man's lips seemed to be getting closer and closer to her.

Charlotte froze, unable to move anywhere.

Lonely man and widow, living in the same room.

She set the fire herself, and it burned up, but she almost couldn't bear it anymore.

The next second, before the two thin lips were about to fall, the man turned his head and fell on Charlotte again.

Charlotte: "..."

Believe in you.

It is agreed that half a glass will not be drunk...

Sheng Ming's breath was on the back of her neck, warm and calm.

Charlotte sighed and carried the man to the bed.

The temperature of the central air conditioner in the hotel was a bit low, so she specially covered Sheng Ming with a quilt.

Then, Charlotte opened the suitcase, took out the toiletries from it, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The warm water slid over her skin from top to bottom, but her thoughts couldn't calm down.

At that second, it was obvious that they were about to kiss each other.

She actually felt a little regretful.

She shook her head and took a few deep breaths to keep herself calm.

After coming out of the bathroom, she went to the separate cloakroom, looking for a quilt.

When I opened the cabinet, I saw a row of gorgeous dresses in different styles.

It never occurred to me that even the clothes were prepared for the presidential suite.

In the top cabinet, quilts and blankets are all available.

She pulled off the blanket, covered her body, lay down on the sofa for a while, and then fell asleep.

When she woke up, she actually returned to the soft and silky luxurious big bed.

Sheng Ming was lying beside her, with his head tilted, his eyelashes flickering, looking at her with interest...

(End of this chapter)