"Still angry?" Asked sang Shijun.

Cheng Mengying stares at him.

Sangshijuan jokingly took her hand and pulled her to the car: "OK, take you to have a big meal, don't be angry with me."

Cheng Mengying twisted his body, symbolically struggled for a while, and then followed the strength of sangshijun hand in hand on the co pilot.

Cheng Mengying's fingers are very long and beautiful. It can be seen that she also takes good care of her hands. She does not lack of usual care. Her nails are also elegant all year round.

Sang Shijun sometimes takes Cheng Mengying's hand and can't help rubbing it.

But the strange hand feeling, will let him immediately stop touching.

It feels wrong.

And memory that feeling, always feel a little bit worse.

Sang Shijun takes Cheng Mengying to eat Japanese food.

After a meal, it is already very late. Even Cheng Mengying wants to see a movie, sang Shijun can only coax her into saying: "it's very late today. Let's go to the cinema another day."

Cheng Mengying didn't want to let him go.

After all, today she caught him and sent Xia Bing home. A meal is not enough for her to forgive.

However, she also knows that there is a great difference between her identity and sang Shijun's identity. Unlike the poor boy she used to get along with before, her boyfriend would only unconditionally satisfy her even if she played her temper all the time, because he knew that if she broke up with him, he would never find such a beautiful girlfriend as she was.

But sang Shijun is not the same. He is the boss of the group. The women around him are like butterflies and bees. They are ten times better than her.

Cheng Mengying has a sense of crisis, knowing that she can't compare with those women, it's more impossible to be as willful as before.

She also knows to stop when she is good, let sang Shijun know that he is wrong, and let him coax him to have a sense of achievement, so that their relationship can last for a long time.

So although Cheng Mengying's heart is still angry, but sang Shijun coax her so, she also follows his intention and pretends to be dispirited.

After dinner, sang Shijun sends Cheng Mengying to her downstairs.

Cheng Mengying is still reluctant to part with Sang Shijun so quickly.

Sang Shijun pays attention to her work. Every day she goes to Rongxin group, she gets up early and gets late at night. As a genuine girlfriend, she feels that she has been around sang Shijun for only a few days. Even Xia Bing, who is beside him, has spent more time with him than she does.

Sang Shijun probably saw Cheng Mengying's reluctance. He laughed and lowered his seat. He said, "I've been busy recently. I often feel headache. Would you please come and press my head?"

Cheng Mengying slightly Leng Leng, turn head to see sangshijun.

See sangshijun eyebrows and eyes are gentle, look as if immersed in what beautiful memory: "like my coma, you give me so press."

Cheng Mengying's look suddenly tight.

He gave him that during his coma?

But during his coma, he never pushed his head!

Xia Bing pressed them for him!

Sang Shijun didn't know, but he still kept a low smile, and his expression was gentle: "speaking of all, your massage technique is no worse than a professional technician. Are you learning it for me? Or were there patients who were bedridden at home before, so they are very good at nursing patients? "

Cheng Mengying's back exudes a cold sweat. She hangs her head and typing, and dare not face sang Shijun's eyes: "in order to take care of you, I specially learned it on the Internet."

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