"Chen, if the wound hurts, you must say it!"

"Well!"

Sheng Yuchen looks ahead and doesn't go to see Chang Chu.

The waiter welcomed them to another elevator. There were only two of them in the elevator. Chang Chu did not release Sheng Yuchen's wrist with one hand, and the other idle hand fiddled with the golden wavy hair in the mirror of the elevator.

's strong hair perfume is almost full of the action of Chang Chu's hair, and is full of space in the spacious lift room.

Chang Chu bowed his head, curled the strands of hair hanging in front of his chest with his fingers twice and then spread it. Then he suddenly raised his head and swayed his neck in the mirror to make the hair curl more natural.

When she saw Sheng Yuchen in the mirror, she did not know when she had been paying attention to her two dark and somewhat absent eyes. When her eyes were put into the mirror that handsome and extraordinary face, she raised a confident and enchanting smile.

She turned to her side and put her other hand into Sheng Yuchen's arm. She leaned on it tightly. The low waist design of the bra dress just played a role at this time.

"Chen, you haven't seen me so seriously for a long time! It seems that I'm not as attractive as a head of hair... "

Chang Chu twisted the body, soft tone, with hook people's trill.

Sheng Yuchen looked at the figure of Chang Chu in the mirror, and his black eyes blinked slowly. He took back his sight from the mirror. He looked down at Chang Chu, slightly hooked his lips and laughed, full of tenderness.

Chang Chu heart suddenly jump, face with a bit of obsession, breathing becomes rapid up.

Sheng Yuchen looked at her, but the smile on her face was deeper. He slowly reached out and raised his arm to hook up a wisp of long hair on her shoulder, swinging between his fingers.

"ChuChu..."

Sheng Yuchen suddenly opened his mouth, with a thick smile on his face and a deep and soft voice.

"Well?" The voice of Chang Chu is permeated with the gasp of a few minutes desire, the body some flabby lean on Sheng Yu Chen's body.

Sheng Yuchen eyebrows and eyes curved, slender fingers rubbing the hands of the long hair, "the hair cut it!"

Chang Chu's infatuated desire for instant solidification, body stiff from Sheng Yuchen's arm straight up, painted with delicate makeup on the face, delicate white skin slightly beating, can't believe looking at Sheng Yuchen.

"Chen..."

Chang Chu's voice is trembling, but it is no longer the charming I hook human tremolo.

How?

Before he, not the most like her to keep long curly hair?

Just he, is not also looking at her when finishing hair in a daze?

Why would he say such a thing without warning?

"Why? Chen, didn't you like it very much before

Chang Chu asked, looking a little frightened!

"Chen, have I kept a hairstyle all the time? Are you tired of seeing it? I don't mind if I do... "

"Ding!"

The elevator number stays on the 66th floor, and then the elevator slowly opens.

Sheng Yuchen takes his hand out of Chang Chu's hand, hesitates for half a second, and takes her waist to get out of the elevator. He doesn't answer Chang Chu's question.

As soon as the elevator door opened, the melodious violin music of the banquet hall mixed with people's whispering and laughing came over. Chang Chu's face was panicked, and Sheng Yuchen slowly walked into the banquet hall.

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