A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

Chapter 209 1 gift

Hearing his teasing, Song Yinong's face turned redder.

She lowered her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes shimmering with water, and her cold voice became hoarse and choked, with a cry: "I'm sorry, I have misunderstood you for so many years, and I still call you a scumbag, I-"

Except in bed... Sheng Yu had never seen her crying.

He took a breath, gently held her thin shoulders with both hands, looked at her for a few seconds, and hugged her tightly: "Song Yinong, don't say you're sorry. If you want to say sorry, it's up to me. explain."

How could he blame her? Only now did he realize that his girlfriend liked him so much back then.

Sheng Yu's embrace was broad and warm, and Song Yinong's familiar breath completely surrounded him.

He hugged her very hard, as if he wanted to crush her into pieces and merge with him.

"After so many years, I know how you were feeling at that time and what you were thinking about. I am the one who should say I'm sorry."

He said in her ear: "I was very immature and incompetent at that time. I was always self-righteous and often made you angry. I don't know why..."

"Song Yinong, in this life, I just want you to be my wife."

All Song Yinong's uneasiness, nervousness and low self-esteem were soothed by his warm embrace.

She sighed, buried her face in front of Sheng Yu, and smelled his refreshing and familiar scent.

Sheng Yu is allergic to many things, so her body is always clean, which makes her feel comfortable.

Song Yinong whispered: "But now, I am thirty years old."

After the words fell, the air was quiet for a few seconds.

Sheng Yu chuckled and bit her ear: "That's just right. I'm two years older than you. We are so matched."

He raised his hand to take off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips.

"We missed six years, how about I spend the rest of my life making up for it?"

"Okay." She replied.

Sheng Yu hugged her slender waist and couldn't help but deepen the kiss until she ate all the lipstick she put on for work.

Song Yinong felt like a glass of cold milk, heated and fermented little by little by his kisses.

His voice was hoarse: "Mr. Song, do you have an appointment today? On behalf of Shengshi, I'm here to discuss some work with you..."

*

Cheng Jianwei had a busy day at the company, and at noon, he took time to accompany Fu Ran and Sheng Wan, who were drinking tea nearby, to have lunch at Yunqi's membership-only restaurant.

Yunqi's staff were very calm when they saw the two artists Cheng Jianwei and Fu Ran.

They were the top club in Hai City, and they had never entertained any celebrities. In his opinion, Fu Ran and Cheng Jianwei were just two popular celebrities recently.

When he saw Sheng Wan behind him, then Cheng Jianwei and Fu Ran, and said "Mom", he felt a little uneasy.

Is it true to prevent micro-burning? Are you going to meet your parents? Mom has been called? !

The lunch in the clubhouse tastes good. The staff received a call midway and immediately treated the three of them to the meal with the best VIP attitude.

Sheng Wan could feel the change in the staff's attitude. Before leaving, she looked at her daughter thoughtfully and then looked up at the "Yunqi" sign.

At just one glance, Cheng Jianwei felt that the relationship between her and Zhou Ciyan was about to be seen through by Ms. Sheng Wan.

That's how powerful your IQ is.

On the way, she couldn't help but curiously gossiped about Weiran Technology.

——Sister Yinong asked for leave today.

In the past six years, except for the time when she had a fever and she was forcibly taken to the hospital, this was the first time she had asked for leave.

Cheng Jianwei chatted with Song Yinong in private.

Meng Zhang Fei secretly married Cao Mengde: [Aunt? 】

Sister Yinong did not reply to her.

It was her birthday today, so she left the company an hour early to give herself a break.

Tomorrow we will continue filming "The Little One", and we must not forget to water and fertilize the vegetables in the village's greenhouses.

However, when I returned home at this time, Mr. Zhou seemed to have not gotten off work yet.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jianwei couldn't help but slow down the car.

It was still slightly bright when she returned to the villa, and the street lights near the villa would usually be turned on a small amount.

Perhaps because of the winter, all the street lights leading to Jinyuan were on this time.

Brilliant all the way.

Cheng Jianwei's heartbeat skipped a beat. She walked to the door. The moment she opened the door, she couldn't help but think that maybe the street lights were turned on at Zhou Ciyan's command.

She opened the door - her heartbeat was completely disrupted.

Mr. Zhou was wearing a well-tailored black shirt today. Two of the same black buttons were rarely unbuttoned, revealing his cold white skin. He crossed his legs and sat casually on the sofa.

What Cheng Jianwei cared about was that he was holding a goblet gently in his hand, with a little amber liquid in it.

Seeing her push open the door and come in, Zhou Ciyan's dark and deep eyes suddenly showed a touch of warmth, then he smiled bewitchingly at her, raised his head, and drank the liquid in the cup.

Cheng Jianwei didn't have time to stop him, he just opened his eyes in confusion: "Zhou Ciyan, what are you drinking?"

"Are Weiwei worried about me? Don't worry, you won't get drunk after two drinks." He put down his wine glass, his smile deepened from the corners of his lips, and he answered unhurriedly.

Within a few seconds of speaking, the man's ears quickly turned red, but his consciousness was extremely clear.

"The last time I kissed Weiwei in Yunqi, I tried it. It was less than twice. I can drink it with just this one sip, and I can remember what happened when I wake up."

Also, it feels good to be tipsy.

Whatever Weiwei wants to know, he can answer her.

Cheng Jian swallowed slightly: "Then... what are you going to do?"

Zhou Ciyan raised his eyebrows, stared at her with his dark eyes, stood up and walked to her, with a teasing tone in his voice: "It's my little moon's birthday, of course I have to give her a gift."

His lips were close to her ears, and the hot air sprayed on her ears, making her flinch.

Cheng Jianwei's mind couldn't help but hear Sheng Ning's words yesterday: I give myself to you.

Zhou Ciyan doesn’t think so...

"What gift?" she asked softly, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

Cheng Jianwei has not forgotten that they are now a legal couple.