Ni Qianling's words happened to fall on the ears of Zheng Heng, who was deliberately walking around. His feet obviously stopped for a moment, and a look of panic appeared on his face.
After all, he was young and thought Ni Qianling's words were meant for him to hear.
"Gu Chen has a low reputation. If you continue talking, I'm worried that she will be shy." He said lightly, with a calm expression on his noble brows, and he looked like a gentleman in the eyes of outsiders.
Only Gu Chen knew that the palms of his hands on her slender waist were burning, especially since he would make small movements on her waist with his slender fingers from time to time, directly telling Gu Chen that those glances that drifted over from time to time made his
Patience is coming to an end.
His dark eyes glanced around him, and his gaze, which was superior to everyone else, swept over several men with obvious movements. Everyone he saw was shocked, and he quickly lowered his head to cover up and raised his head.
Sip wine from a crystal glass.
Duan Zhaoan took out his cell phone and frowned slightly when he heard the vibrating sound of his cell phone. "There's a call from above. I'll leave for a few minutes."
Of course, the one above was the military headquarters. Gu Chen nodded lightly and smiled with Ni Qianling: "It seems that I have something to be busy with again."
Zheng Heng hid in a particularly embarrassed manner. He almost stumbled away, making a bit of a big move. Just as a waiter was holding a wine tray, he bumped into it and placed four or five crystal glasses of red wine on the tray.
He fell on Gu Chen.
"No, and I haven't seen anyone for several months every time when I'm busy." Ni Qianling turned around and didn't notice, but said gently to Gu Chen: "I've wronged you."
Gu Chen, who also had his back to Zheng Heng, didn't pay much attention and said with a smile: "Fortunately, like a person drinking water, he knows whether it is cold or warm. I think it's good."
She knew whether she felt wronged or not. She would not deny that the reason why Duan Zhaoan attracted her attention was because of his iron-blooded tenderness.
The two of them were still talking and didn't pay much attention to the noise Zheng Heng made. When a lady who came over to talk to Ni Qianling saw this, she was slightly startled. The red wine was going to be poured down. What a bad luck.
Gu Chen is here.
Zheng Heng was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he would cause such a rude thing at the banquet, so he blurted out "Be careful!"
The crystal cup that was poured with the wine became a slow-motion picture frame in Gu Chen's eyes. She didn't see her move, and the black tray fell steadily into her hand.
"Be careful." With a smile on her face, she returned the tray to the shocked waiter, and handed Duan Zhaoan a cup. She raised her eyebrows lightly and said in a low voice, "Would you like a cup to calm the fire?"
The waiter is still in a daze. He clearly lost his hand on the tray, the crystal glass he was holding made a clanking sound, and there was even red wine splashing on his white waiter's uniform. How come... nothing happened?
Not only was the glass not broken, the red wine was not even spilled.
He was in a panic and said to Gu with great gratitude: "Thank you, thank you, Miss."
"Go and get busy. Be careful next time. There will always be a few rash guests when there are many people." Black eyes slid across Zheng Heng's face, and his delicate face was filled with a cold but polite smile.
Signal the waiter to leave.
Zheng Heng's face turned a little pale, his lips trembled, and he clenched his fists as if unwilling to do so, and walked over and said, "I'm sorry, I was reckless."
