President spoils me again today

When Cen Qinghe first came over, she didn't lift her hand to the table, so Cai Xinyuan didn't see her hand hurt. But after all, it's the right hand. When she eats, she always takes it to the table. When she sees that Cen Qinghe's right hand is coated with a layer of light yellow ointment, she can't help picking her eyebrows and asking, "what's wrong with her hand?"

CEN Qinghe face calm way back: "get off the car scrape on the door."

Cai Xinyuan said: "can it be done? Is it serious?"

"It's all right. After applying Jiatong's ointment, it's cold and comfortable."

Cai Xinyuan didn't think about it so much. After a few words, she passed away.

After dinner, when I paid, the front desk gave me a 70% discount, because I was Cen Qinghe's friend.

When she went out, Cai Xinyuan said to Cen Qinghe, "look at your face. Yedingji takes such a low discount."

CEN Qinghe said: "every time I meet brother Ren, my first sentence is to thank him for giving me a discount, which makes me feel embarrassed."

Cai Xinyuan said with a smile: "you have a relationship with Shang Shaocheng. What's embarrassing? It's all your own people."

CEN Qinghe said, "shangshaocheng always brainwashes me like this."

"You can give them some presents on their birthdays or festivals," Jin said

CEN Qinghe nodded, "yes, you remind me."

Cai Xinyuan asked, "when is Shang Shaocheng's birthday?"

CEN Qinghe didn't want to say: "the eighth day of the winter is just ten days earlier than me."

Jin Jiatong said: "that's not happy. There's more than a month left."

Cai Xinyuan said, "have you thought of something to send?"

CEN Qinghe said, "if you don't tell me, I'll forget this stubble."

"Why do you have such a big heart?" Cai Xinyuan teased.

CEN Qinghe glanced back: "it's not that you don't worry all day."

With a guilty heart, Cai Xinyuan quickly hung her head and said in a voice, "I'm wrong. It's all my fault. Please think about Shang Shaocheng's birthday and what gift you can give him."

On the way to the harem, a few people suddenly talked about this topic, and then they were out of control.

CEN Qinghe's tenet is that she can't fight for anything. As far as her family is concerned, she may not be able to buy a valuable gift for shangshaocheng, so she still has to be distracted.

Cai Xinyuan said, "why don't you make him a cake or a big meal to show your virtue and beauty."

"I cooked the meal."

Cai Xinyuan suddenly thought of something and said, "it's not good to cook. You have to go to shangshaocheng's house to cook. At that time, there will be only one man and only one woman. No, I didn't watch you last time. I don't know what you two are doing up to now."

CEN Qinghe is guilty of being a thief. She thinks that she was in shangshaocheng's house last time. She stares and says, "you just check the whole process and let me open a video to watch me. What do you say I'm doing?"

Cai Xinyuan said, "it's just the whole journey, and there's no real whole journey. I don't believe you didn't do anything when you stayed at his house all night."

CEN Qinghe face more and more red, "what can I do?"

"Well, that's a lot." Cai Xinyuan returned with a scorn and a meaningful look.

CEN Qinghe didn't admit that he was dead. In fact, he didn't do anything. He just sat on his thigh, kiss his mouth, cuddle, and by the way... Cough, he almost didn't brush his gun.

After chatting, they deviated. Jin Jiatong brought the topic back. She said, "do it yourself. You really need to be more thoughtful. If you've cooked, you can weave a sweater or make a bracelet for him. This kind of thing can be preserved and it's also a memorial."

CEN Qinghe looked at Jin Jiatong and was particularly interested in what she said. "Knitting a sweater sounds like it's too high, but I'm stupid. I've never learned it. I don't know if I can learn it."

Cai Xinyuan said: "there are many kinds of knitting methods. I only know parallel needles, thread needles and hollow needles. But now the simpler the style of the sweater, the better. For example, many big brand sweaters are all flat. There are not many patterns. I will teach you as soon as I teach you. "

CEN Qinghe immediately put on the agenda, "that weekend we go to buy wool, these you know, you help me pick."

"Good."

Cai Xinyuan said: "Jiatong, if you don't do sales, you can do anything. You can cook, you can do traditional Chinese medicine, and now you can knit a sweater. You open a shop tomorrow, and I'll give you a couplet. The first couplet is a clever gold beauty, and the second couplet is a living Bodhisattva

CEN Qinghe said: "horizontal criticism, wonderful hand benevolence."

Jin Jiatong whispered, "I'll have to masturbate with you two for a few more years."

CEN Qinghe and Cai Xinyuan laugh in spite of their image, and they talk all the way to the gate of the harem.

Walking in side by side and coming to the front desk, Cai Xinyuan opened a private room and ordered a lot of drinks and snacks. The handsome waiter led several people to walk in. On the way, there were fashionable beauties and handsome men passing by from time to time. Cai Xinyuan said in a low voice: "do you want to find some little brothers to accompany you?"

Jin Jiatong immediately shook his head, "I don't want to."

Cai Xinyuan said, "it's my treat."

Jin Jiatong said: "I don't want to treat anyone. It's scary."

Cai Xinyuan said: "who stipulates that men have to be accompanied by women when they come out to play, and women can't be accompanied by men when they come out to play?"

Her voice was so loud that the lips of the handsome waiter in front of her rose and became bigger. Cen Qinghe glanced at Cai Xinyuan and said in a low voice, "don't scare people. They think you've just been released. They're hungry."

Cai Xinyuan said: "rich, willful."

The waiter pushed open the door of the private room, turned on the wall lamp, and then stretched out his hand to invite them in. "Three, please wait a moment. The things you ordered will be delivered later."

Cai Xinyuan sat on the sofa, chin up, flirting with the waiter, "Hey, handsome boy, sit down and have a rest, don't be busy."

With a gentle smile, the man whispered back, "thank you. We have regulations that we can't stay in the same room with customers for too long. If you need help, I can contact you."

As soon as his voice fell, cen Qinghe said, "don't listen to her nonsense. She forgot to take medicine when she went out today. If you are busy with you, don't worry about her."

The waiter, a beautiful woman with three people in a room, was so happy to be teased that he said "it's OK" and then turned to quit.

When the door closed, Cai Xinyuan said foolishly, "why do you want to drive people away? I want him to help me pick out some young masters."

As soon as the young master is mentioned, cen Qinghe can't help thinking of shangshaocheng, "I beg you not to be a demon. I tell you, shangshaocheng knows that I'm here tonight. If he knows that you want me to find the young master, ha..."

Behind the words don't Cen Qinghe said clearly, Jin Jiatong from the side to watch the excitement, leisurely said: "you're not easy to escape from Zhang Peng's hands, if shangshaocheng open a return, you have to roll blanket roll."

Cai Xinyuan thought it was easy and thankless. She nodded bitterly. She decided, "it's just the three of us tonight. We're not going to get drunk."

CEN Qinghe said, "whoever is awake pays the bill."

Jin Jiatong said, "I'll save it this time."

The waiter pushes the door in to deliver wine and snacks. Jin Jiatong and Cai Xinyuan gather together to ask for a song. Cen Qinghe takes out her mobile phone from her bag and looks at it. There is no missed call on it. She raises her mobile phone and takes a picture of herself with a table full of wine. Then she sends it to Shang Shaocheng.

Cai Xinyuan sat in front of the jukebox and asked, "Qinghe, what do you sing?"

CEN Qinghe thought about it and said, "first, give me a song" burning loneliness ". I'll open my voice."

Cai Xinyuan ordered it. Jin Jiatong came over and handed the microphone to her. She said with a smile, "it's so difficult at the beginning. What should we do in the future?"

CEN Qinghe said: "there's no way, the art master is bold."

In front of the screen began to play MV, familiar melody sounded, cen Qinghe left hand holding a mobile phone, right hand holding a microphone, first is the bass, slightly hoarse singing: "who shadow is so heavy, drag in my footsteps, can't go to the happiness, repeat a dream, doubt time solidification, tomorrow, kill..."

Cai Xinyuan and Jin Jiatong sit on one side, clapping like chicken blood, which makes Cen Qinghe laugh.

In his hand, the screen of his mobile phone suddenly lights up, and the words "Shang Shaocheng calls" are displayed on it. Cen Qinghe is very happy. He slides on the connect button and doesn't say hello to him. He just sings by himself.

When girls sing a boy's song, they are required to have strong singing skills. After all, they go from very low to very high. If they don't go from high to low, it will be over. But Cen Qinghe can easily control it. A high pitch suddenly rises up. She makes Cai Xinyuan and Jin Jiatong raise their hands to touch their arms and get goose bumps.

After singing in front of a song, she hands the microphone to Cai Xinyuan. Cai Xinyuan continues to sing. Cen Qinghe picks up her mobile phone and goes outside, "hello."

Shangshaocheng's voice came, "well sung."

CEN Qinghe beautiful Zizi, "just good, I think it is excellent."

Shang Shaocheng said, "I'm afraid you're proud."

Full of joy, she paced in front of the door with her mobile phone and asked softly, "what are you doing?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "just in the hospital to see a patient, suddenly a phone call, inside the lonely fire, to the old man scared a soul."

"Ah? You're in the hospital. I don't know. "

CEN Qinghe was particularly embarrassed. Shang Shaocheng said, "fortunately, he doesn't live in a hospital for heart disease, otherwise you'll be in trouble."

CEN Qinghe repeatedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't think so much."

Shang Shaocheng said, "I'm so happy to play. I'm accompanied by people. How can I think of me?"

CEN Qinghe turned his eyes and said, "I'm greedy for you. I'm also a human being. If I can eat, drink and play here, some people can only visit the old man in the hospital."

Shang Shaocheng suddenly asked, "do you want to miss me?"

CEN Qinghe involuntarily raised his lips, "guess what?"

"I'll let you say it."

"Guess first."

"Yes."

"Then you know it."

"I want to hear from you." His voice was low, with a sense of demagogy.

CEN Qinghe can't see his face, but he still teases the bottom of his heart like a deer bumping, the whole human relationship is hard to control.

"Don't be so numb. Take a good look at your old man in the hospital. I'm going to sing with the handsome guy in the room. Bye."

Quickly hang up the phone, cen Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, cheeks hot.