Fortunately, Sheng Chenzhou came to return the lipstick, otherwise Song Xi thought that he was holding the handle and deliberately to find fault, because his surname is Sheng, and she has lost the good impression of strangers at first sight. Song Xi admits that he treats it differently. A simple thank you, she left immediately.

Sheng Chenzhou looked at Song Xi's background, with doubts in his eyes, why did he provoke her?

Back to the main hall, there was still half of the auction, and it took an hour to hold on. Before the banquet ended, the person who had successfully bid today should be asked to pay later. Song Xi bought the most things and spent 10 million yuan. Today, the well-deserved Queen of Focus, Sheng Chenzhou also took a picture and walked to the exclusive trading room with a few others.

In order to avoid suspicion, everyone has someone responsible for the reception. They don’t know who the other party swiped and whose name they signed. But for that, Song Xi took out a black card and signed George Sheng. When the time came, the reception staff still shook his heart.

At first I thought she was a friend of Sheng Chenzhou's, but then she was sitting with Chang Jingle, only to swipe George Sheng's card.

Even though Song Yuanqing was still in power at the beginning, he had never heard of his daughter being so capable, but now it is even more so called Yunshan Mist, who looked at him with admiration.

The black card has no password, and the swiped money arrives in seconds. The staff smiled at Song Xi in awe. The photos were all small pieces. Except for the parrot on Chang Jingle's arm, the rest of Song Xi could directly carry home.

When everyone went out together, Sheng Chenzhou glanced at Song Xi intentionally or unintentionally, but seeing Song Xi heading straight to Chang Jingle waiting outside, Chang Jingle reached out to help her carry things, and the two walked out side by side.

There were many elevators upstairs. Song Xi and Chang Jingle took a separate ride. After waiting for the elevator, Chang Jingle's cell phone rang. After connecting, Song Xi didn't hear what was said inside, only Chang Jingle said with a smile. : "We are about to go down. By the way, it cost you money today. I will let you see my big baby later."

When he hung up the phone, the elevator door opened, and the two stepped forward. Chang Jingle said, "Your guy is waiting for you downstairs. I'll leave later. See you at night on the 15th."

Song Xi's first reaction was to take out her mobile phone from her bag. The mobile phone had power, but there was no missed call. She muttered, "Why didn't you call me?"

Chang Jingle's hippie smiley: "I miss me 80%."

Song Xi rolled his eyes weakly. Unexpectedly, the macaw on Chang Jingle's arm said with a flat voice: "Shameless! Shameless!"

Song Xi and Chang Jingle are both accidents. The difference is that the former is surprised, while the latter is staring: "Who is shameless?"

The parrot's habitual look in a daze didn't even look at Chang Jingle. He said again: "Little bitch, little bitch."

Song Xi was almost laughing to death, Chang Jingle was going crazy.

When the elevator door opened, Chang Jingle was still scolding: "Talk to me and show respect? I am your master, not your little brother."

The parrot said: "Shutup!"

Chang Jingle pretended to beat it, and the parrot immediately yelled, "Yami dei, Yami dei, Yami dei..."

There are many staff and guests on the first floor of Shengtian Hotel. To be honest, Song Xi just wants to stay away from one person and one bird at this moment. It is ashamed!

Chang Jingle and Song Xi came outside the hotel. A familiar Bentley stopped on the street. Chang Jingle handed the bag to Song Xi, "Bye bye, see you later."

Song Xi said goodbye to him and ran to the Bentley. The driver got out of the car and helped her open the rear door. Song Xi bent over and sat in.

The soundproofing board was lowered in the car long ago, as if it had come prepared. I don't know why, Song Xi missed George Sheng especially today. As soon as the car door was closed, she immediately turned and opened her arms to the person on the right.

Putting his arms around his neck and half hanging from him, Song Xiqiao smiled Yanran, "Do you miss me?"

Surprisingly, George Sheng did not respond as usual, wearing the royal blue sweater she bought him, sitting in the dim car, the color was blue and black, he didn't move, he didn't raise his hand or make a sound.

Song Xi stared at his gloomy face, realizing later that his aura was not right, and gradually reduced his smile, and asked tentatively: "What's wrong?"

George Sheng stared at her, his thin lips opened, and his voice couldn't distinguish between joy and anger: "Are you happy today?"

Song Xi didn't know why he was suddenly wrong. He was vigilant and simply avoided answering. He continued to ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Without turning on the lights in the car, Song Xi could not see the subtle expressions on George Sheng's face. He only knew that if he was unhappy, the pressure around him would be low.

After waiting for a few seconds, he said in a low voice: "Today you are very popular. Three people hinted to you that they want to contact you privately."

Song Xi subconsciously said: "I knew them before, who knew they suddenly..." Halfway through, Song Xi frowned, "How do you know?"

Even a few specific people are clear.

George Sheng said to himself: "You still laugh with them."

Song Xi retracted the arm that hooked George Sheng's neck, with doubts in his eyes, and asked tentatively, "You asked someone to look at me?"

Her voice is not loud, but she obviously lost her previous softness, as if there was only a thin line of anger.

George Sheng said: "The people who have me on it didn't mean to look at you, but everyone."

Song Xi didn't say a word, turned and sat upright.

The car drove forward steadily. After a while, George Sheng took the initiative: "Don't you explain it?"

Song Xi's voice was calm: "Explain what?"

George Sheng was silent for a moment: "I'm jealous, can't you feel it?"

Song Xi wanted to laugh, but held back, deliberately not speaking.

George Sheng said, "I only talked to one of you today."

The voice was low and three-pointed, with three-point irritation and three-point sourness, and the rest had emotions similar to grievances.

Song Xi couldn't hold back, twisted and leaned close to his arms, put his arms around his neck, and pillowed his shoulders, whispering: "I haven't seen you for a few hours, I miss you so much."

Just one sentence, without extra explanation, was enough for George Sheng to be impulsive.

With one arm folded, the slender person was held in his arms, and the other hand raised her face. The two kissed in the car. As Song Xi said, they hadn't seen each other for a few hours, but they missed it very much.

The lips touched, and within two seconds, the touch turned into a blushing deep kiss. Song Xi knew that George Sheng was angry and sour because of jealousy, and she responded enthusiastically because he did so well.

I only talked to a woman with her today, and the sweet words she had said in the past 20 years were all for nothing.

She twisted her body, George Sheng's kiss was pressed down, as if she was about to break her waist, Song Xi was enveloped by the hot man's breath, when George Sheng's kiss came along the corner of her lips to the base of her ears, her face The fine fluff is erected.

George Sheng put her arms around her and led her down on the back seat. Song Xi wrapped his arms around his neck and said in a low voice, "No..."

George Sheng pressed her, his hot breath spread on her side face, and he said in a low and dull voice: "I'm not doing anything else."

When the voice fell, Song Xi couldn't help groaning because he swept her neck with the tip of his tongue, making her feel numb.