"Am I wrong to say no?"
"I'll go get it for you."
Sheng Jiaoyang turned her head and looked at the man beside her in surprise. The man's understatement seemed like a casual joke, but his temper let her know that he was serious.
He really wanted to help her acquire the entire RICHAD.
Although she did not have a detailed understanding of his financial resources, the acquisition of RICHAD Company was not empty talk, but it obviously required a lot of effort and a high price, and she felt that the gains outweighed the losses.
"Forget about the acquisition, I already have a plan, but I may have to use Brother Zhining's connections in Europe."
"If you need anything, just say it."
"I won't be polite to you." Sheng Jiaoyang smiled at him.
Shen Zhining raised his hand, rubbed the corner of her lips with the pad of his thumb, looked at her haggard face, and asked, "Do you feel better now?"
He lowered his eyes and looked at her abdomen, his voice was low and gentle, "Does it still hurt?"
Sheng Jiaoyang blushed inexplicably. His question made her unable to help but... overthinking.
After that night, she sometimes felt dizzy just by smelling his breath. She didn't know if this was a disease, and even if it was, she didn't intend to cure it.
"Ahem, it's much better. I can face work in high spirits again tomorrow."
The smile she raised was as cute and sweet as a delicious snack. Shen Zhining's heart skipped a beat, and he held her face and leaned in to prepare for the kiss, when there was an unpleasant knock on the door.
"Mom, it's time to eat." It was Xiao An's voice.
Feeling Shen Zhining's body stiffen, Sheng Jiaoyang snickered, then said with a serious face: "Brother Zhining, let's go down and eat."
After dinner, Shen Zhining originally wanted to be alone with Sheng Jiaoyang, but she was "driven" back to the next door. She said that she wanted to go to bed early and gather enough energy to attend the filming wrap-up party of the crew tomorrow.
In fact, Sheng Jiaoyang did not take a rest early, but locked himself in the studio.
She faced a blank drawing board, and her mind was just like the drawing board, blank, and she suddenly didn't know what to draw.
That's right, she wanted to draw an elaborate painting and give it to Shen Zhining as a birthday present.
Although there was nothing new in sending paintings, the only thing she could think of was painting.
After standing like this for a while, her feet were a little sore, she walked to the rest area, sat on the sofa, picked up the mobile phone that was still on the sofa, and refreshed the screen. Suddenly, an idea struck her. method of brainstorming.
She logged into the public account that Xu Ping had been managing for her and posted: What is the best gift for her boyfriend on his birthday
It's already known to everyone that she has a boyfriend, and she's not afraid of losing fans if she posts this. Besides, the fans she can lose because of asking such a question are not worth her attention at all, not to mention her losing fans. She is used to losing fans. The last time she encountered the bankrupt fan loss, she didn't even have a single thought.
Now she has more fans than before. Almost as soon as her latest news comes out, there are a lot of likes and comments below, and this number is constantly being refreshed.
This cliff is Erjiao herself!
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I can’t help but laugh when I think of me hiding behind the screen and scratching my head and thinking about what birthday gift to give to Oppa Shen, who can remain calm and unfazed in the face of slander and criticism.
Seeing Jiaojiao caring so much about men, she suddenly felt a little jealous. Why did Jiaojiao want to find a boyfriend so early
What gift to give? Giving yourself is definitely the best gift.
Erjiao can wear a man's shirt on her boyfriend's birthday, lie on the bed, and hook her long legs... No, I have to wipe my saliva first
Emma, why is the scene in my mind where Zhen Xin seduces her boyfriend wearing a suspender nightgown
Zhen Xin, you are the girl who is the best at flirting with men, why would you ask such a question
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Sheng Jiaoyang's mood became indescribable after seeing various comments in the comments asking her to pack herself as a birthday gift.
Fans are so open-minded...
Until Sheng Jiaoyang fell asleep, her mind was still filled with various scenarios constructed by fans for her to give herself to Shen Zhining as a gift.
The dark room lit up with a tentative shout of "Jiaojiao".
She was wearing a white shirt that just covered her thighs. She was lying sideways on the big black bed, her slender legs were slightly bent, the shirt had only been buttoned to the second button, and the collar was slightly open to reveal a piece of hair that could hold a goldfish. Beautiful collarbones, slightly raised chin to reveal the graceful swan neck, and slightly hooked corners of her half-closed eyes, revealing some invisible temptation.
"I'm here." She opened her pink lips slightly and said softly.
The man who walked in looked straight at her and walked toward her step by step.
"Where's the birthday gift you said you wanted to give me?" There was some suppressed impulse in his hoarse voice.
She smiled softly, and when he walked to the bed, she lifted her legs and hooked them around his waist, pulling back, and his heavy body leaned on her.
The thunder from the sky and the fire from the earth were simply out of control.
In the end, the entangled impulse turned into a running river, rushing out of the dense valley.
At that moment, Sheng Jiaoyang's consciousness suddenly woke up and she opened her eyes.
What she focused on was the ceiling of her bedroom. There was no one else but herself on her fresh and elegant bed, and the lingering feeling in her heart reminded her of what had happened.
She raised her hands to cover her face and groaned.
Oh my god, she could have such a dream!
It's all my fault to those filthy fans, leaving comments like that doesn't make people think too much.
It happened to be during my aunt's visit again, and that feeling was just a normal reaction of my aunt moving around, definitely nothing like that.
Yes, it’s just a normal reaction from my aunt!
Sheng Jiaoyang took his hand away, touched his glasses and put them on, then quickly got up and went to the bathroom.
When having breakfast, Sheng Jiaoyang's eyes dodge when he saw Shen Zhining.
After breakfast, Shen Zhining asked Sheng Jiaoyang to send him out as he had to go to work.
Arriving at the car waiting at the door, Shen Zhining ignored Man Jun who was waiting with the car door open and pulled Sheng Jiaoyang into the car.
"Are you going to take me to your company?" Sheng Jiaoyang was a little puzzled by his behavior.
Shen Zhining hugged her waist, maintaining this intimate posture, and bit her ear: "Are you hiding something from me?"
Sheng Jiaoyang shrank his neck and felt a little itchy, "No, what can I hide from you?"
"Really?" The voice rose at the end, with a hint of disbelief.
"Yes!" Sheng Jiaoyang responded confidently.
"Then why didn't you dare to look at me this morning?"
"I... ahem!" He said so violently that Sheng Jiaoyang choked on his own saliva.
Shen Zhining helped her along his back and said in a "caught" tone: "Tell me what happened."
Sheng Jiaoyang's face was red, and the tips of her ears were also red. She didn't know whether it was from coughing or because she felt guilty.
"I really didn't hide anything from you." She wouldn't tell him even to death that she had an erotic dream with him last night.
"You've even told me your biggest secret, what else can't you tell me?"
"no the same."
"If you don't tell me, how will I know if something is different?"
"Go to work quickly. I'll tell you when you come back from get off work." Sheng Jiaoyang pushed him.
"I don't have to go to the company." Shen Zhining was indifferent and determined to know this new little secret.
Seeing that he would not let go until he got the answer, Sheng Jiaoyang swallowed, looked away from his burning eyes, and said in an extremely low voice: "I dreamed about you last night."
Shen Zhining was stunned for a moment, then a smile filled his brows, "Is there anything I can't say?"
"Okay, you know it too, go to work quickly." Sheng Jiaoyang pushed him away awkwardly, got out of the car, and looked like he was running away when he returned to the villa.
Shen Zhining sat in the car and watched her trotting back to the villa. He felt a little funny in his heart, but she was getting more and more shy.
I just dreamed about him, why am I so embarrassed...
Shen Zhining's eyes sparkled, he raised his hand to his forehead, lowered his head, and the smile on his face was brighter than ever.
Man Jun, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at the rearview mirror. Through the reflection of the rearview mirror, he saw the boss in the back seat, who was looking like a meditator. His keen observation skills prevented him from missing the corner of the boss's mouth. arc.
He was suddenly a little curious, wondering what made his boss so happy after hearing something so early in the morning.
However, his responsibilities limited him, and no matter how curious he was, he could only hold back his guesses.
Sheng Jiaoyang, who rushed back to the house, coughed lightly and quickly adjusted her emotions when faced with the gazes of the whole family.
"Looking at your complexion, you shouldn't feel any discomfort today." Mr. Yang said.
Indeed, at this time, Sheng Jiaoyang's face was rosy and his complexion was good, and he didn't look uncomfortable at all.
Sheng Jiaoyang heard the teasing in her grandfather's tone. She said "I'm going to the studio" and walked up the stairs. After taking two steps, she paused, turned to An Jing and said, "An Jing, I want to ask you something." , can we chat for a few words?”
An Jing glanced at her curiously, followed her upstairs without refusing.
When they arrived at the studio, Sheng Jiaoyang asked An Jing: "If it's your birthday, what do you want others to give you?"
After hearing the question, An Jing looked at her with understanding in his eyes.
"You can consider your fans' suggestions." An Jing said calmly.
Suggestions from fans... Sheng Jiaoyang looked at An Jing with strange eyes and asked him in disbelief: "Have you followed me?" And he actually said that she should consider the suggestions from dirty fans!
"Is this weird?"
Hearing his rhetorical question, Sheng Jiaoyang felt that she had made a fuss. She thought about it and realized that she had indeed made a fuss. An Jing was half a family member, so it was normal to pay attention to her.
However, what he said... He actually agreed with the fans' suggestion that she sacrifice herself. Sure enough, the world is as black as a crow, and the nature of any serious man is the same!
"Okay, you can go out." Sheng Jiaoyang drove people away.
An Jing walked to the door, and when he closed the door, he said: "You can't escape." He could see clearly that under the restrained calmness of the man, he wanted to swallow the food in his mouth without even thinking about the dregs. He was about to vomit.
The door was gently closed. (To be continued)