Slightly warm, I'm super sweet

Chapter 57 The Stairwell

Along the way, I met several people whom I had just greeted.

She has been by Mu Yiheng's side all the time, and everyone thought she was Mu Yiheng's girlfriend, but now she was taken away by Shen Si, after these people saw it, they could still maintain a polite smile on their faces.

As expected of a businessman.

Even though he was so curious to death in his heart, he was still polite and gentle on the surface.

Yan Weiwei returned a calm smile.

Shen Si kept grabbing her and didn't let go, exerting strength in his hand.

He took big steps and walked fast, Yan Qing couldn't keep up with his high heels, so he slightly tugged at him.

"You...wait a moment, I can't walk anymore."

She stood there, panting weakly, her almond eyes slightly stared, a little dissatisfied.

Shen Si's expression softened unconsciously, and half of the anger in his heart dissipated.

Next to it was a safe passage, Shen Si led her in directly and closed the door.

The corridor was a bit dark, Yan Weiwei shrank her neck unconsciously.

As soon as the door slammed shut, Shen Si's figure enveloped him.

He was very different from usual today, wearing a well-tailored shirt, gold-rimmed glasses that he didn't usually wear, and his hair was pushed up on his forehead.

For some reason, Yan Weiwei thought of a word.

Sven scum.

He pressed on every step, Yan Qing retreated steadily.

Backing to the wall, seeing that the skirt was going to be dirty any further up, she stretched out her hand and pressed it against his chest.

"what do you wish to ask?"

Shen Si grabbed her arm and didn't let go, "What do you think?"

He looked a little scary, and his smile didn't reach his eyes.

Yan gently lowered his head and thought for a long time.

The two of them were at most talking about a coincidence. Why are you here? What else can you say?
She already knew that he was the youngest son of the Shen family, so what did she say?
She lowered her head, then raised her head suspiciously.

"What exactly do you want to ask?"

Shen Si felt that his anger had come up again.

He almost gritted his teeth: "What's the matter with the red sports car?"

Yan blinked slightly: "Red sports car?"

Did he just want to ask this in a huff?

She thought it was some difficult question, such as her identity or something.

"Mu Yiheng and I are just joking."

Judging by his nervous look, does he think that she has degenerated to the point of being with a rich man?

Yan Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Hearing her explanation, the big stone in one corner of Shen Si's heart was put down, but the stone in another corner was raised high again.

"you and him"

Yan blinked lightly, and then blinked again, "Childhood sweetheart."

Shen Si's eyes darkened.

The hand on his chest was warm, right on his heart.

The heat seems to pass through the fabric of the clothes, starting from the heart, spreading the boundless sourness.

Chen Si frowned, and held her other hand tightly, not letting go.

Yan Qingqing was waiting for his question.

He didn't say it for a long time.

He frowned again, as if a little angry, and distanced himself slightly from her.

She is wearing a small dress today, revealing a white neck, slender and slender, making people want to go up and take a bite.

Shen Si didn't know that his eyes had gradually become dim.

Yan Weiqing could feel him grabbing his wrist more and more forcefully.

She exclaimed, "Hiss, it hurts."

One sentence awakened Shen Si's rationality.

He gently let go of her hand.

There are obvious red marks on the slender white wrist, which are set off by her milky white skin.

This red mark is the most conspicuous on the smooth arm, and it has a cruel beauty.

Shen Si: "."

He didn't mean to, really.

(End of this chapter)