1937. Chapter 1937 People's hearts under the mask [23]
Her eyes squinted at him with a hint of provocation.
The smile on the corner of Bao Jinghan's mouth suddenly froze.
Then, it bloomed into something even more dazzling and coquettish than before, even more enchanting than the crimson color of Mansha Zhuhua.
And the next second, the crimson lips moved slightly, and she said word by word: "I still say the same thing, girls who are prettier than me will not interest me. If you insist on finding a beauty,
, I think you might as well wear a wig with long hair and go home and look at yourself in the mirror!"
After she finished speaking, she smiled softly and used her free hand to press the door lock.
Squeak——
The door opened.
Obviously, the people here deliberately left the door open for them!
"Boss, your trip took quite a long time."
Inside the door, it's like another world.
The delicate fragrance of rosewood lingers on your nose.
The antique-style bed was placed near the window. The bed was covered with layers of curtains, all made of silk gauze, with intricate patterns of flowers embroidered on them.
Although the bedside lamp is powered by electricity, its shape still resembles that of a palace lantern.
The tables, chairs, cabinets, vases, chessboard...even the four teacups on the cabinets are all meticulously imitated with antique colors.
At first glance, Bo Jinghan thought he had accidentally fallen into ancient times!
And the only disobedient person in the whole room was a man wearing sports and leisure clothes standing in front of the window with his back to her.
His tall body blocked half of the window.
And even though Bo Jinghan hadn't seen him for a long time, he could still recognize that silhouette.
——Sheng Qing!
"Hey, boy, you have nothing to do but hide here. With two cups of tea, the time has passed. Who knows what happened over there?"
Pulling Bo Jinghan's arm, the handsome man took a few steps forward.
What he said while walking was extremely casual. From what he said, it seemed that he had a very close relationship with "Sheng Qing".
"Is it because I want to have more leisure time? It's not you who forces me to wait here."
Turning around slowly, the back view was gradually replaced by the profile and frontal view.
Sheng Qing's handsome face fell into his eyes.
He smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand towards Bao Jinghan.
The charming cinnabar mole sunk deep into the dimple on his right cheek as the corner of his mouth moved: "Hi, Cynthia! We meet again."
"Yes, we meet again. If possible, I really don't want to see you at all. Mr. Sheng... Qing."
Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows.
The surprise in her eyes melted away the moment she was struck by his familiar face.
A pair of black eyes turned into two deep and calm autumn springs, filled with melting water: "Maybe, I shouldn't call you that. I just want to hear your self-introduction."
"Haha, why don't you recognize me after we haven't seen each other for several years? I remember that we just met at the airport not long ago."
Sheng Qing smiled gently.
There seemed to be a faint starlight shining in his eyes.
And people with such clear eyes are either very good at disguise, or they have no grudges.
Unfortunately, the Sheng Qing in front of him belongs to the former.
Bo Jinghan made an evaluation in his mind. While on alert, he met his gaze, stretched out his hand with a smile and shook his hand.
The tip of his finger, whether intentionally or not, touched the base of his middle finger wearing a ring.
That scar is still there.
Even though the embarrassing scabs have fallen away and the skin has become tender, the subtle marks are still palpable.
But she still smiled and said: "Last time, you only said that we finally met, but you didn't introduce yourself, sir..."
