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Chapter 208 His and Her Christmas Eve
She opened the gift box, and inside was a white dress. On the dress was a note, also written by hand, "Sorry, I broke your dress that day. [Drawing a smiling face] This one should be more suitable for you."

There was no suspense in the familiar handwriting, it was really him, Song Qingge's hands trembled slightly, and a sob choked in his throat.

Suddenly, she closed the gift box.

She was very bitter.

When he strangled her neck that day, with that angry expression, he wanted to strangle her to death.Later, he resolutely left, and there was no further news from him. She thought that they would just let it go.but never thought...

Song Qingge has a headache, is it interesting to pester her like this?

She was hungry, but looking at the steak and red wine, she was tasteless.

Or eat an apple!

She took out a small gift box from her bag, opened it and took out an apple. When she was about to find a fruit knife to peel it, she suddenly saw a line of words printed on the apple, "MerryChristmasEve!", and a smiling face was drawn behind it.

She opened the box of the dress again and took out the note.The smiley faces on the apple and on the sticky note are hand-drawn and... amazingly consistent.

Song Qingge frowned, trying to recall the Santa Claus in the noodle shop, his height, the movement of his hands, and his faint eyes... Her heart tightened suddenly, yes, it should be him!Her eyes were slightly sour.

She rejected him like that, why should he do this?

However, women are always emotional. At this moment, she felt a little more inexplicably moved.Thinking that he was in a certain place in the capital, she felt a little sentimental in her heart, and she didn't seem to be disgusted with the sumptuous steak.

It's still the same sentence, if it comes, it will be safe, since he sent it, and she happened to be hungry again, why would she refuse?And why would she refuse the food brought to her mouth?

She wanted to steal a moment of joy, so she changed into the dress he gave her, with a white one-shoulder, sleeveless, and a fishtail that dragged the ground underneath, which set off her slender figure in a different way. She sat at the dining table and began to eat the steak. The cork of the red wine had already been unscrewed. She poured half a glass of wine and lowered her head to sip... The wine entered her throat and drank it in one gulp. Her throat was slightly cold.

Don't waste such a good wine, she took one sip after another, and then, her face was slightly smoky, her eyes were slightly red, she was a little drunk, holding the glass, she murmured: "MerryChristmasEve!" Mosquito voice, "Fengcheng, Happy Christmas Eve!"

Maybe she was too preoccupied, or maybe she was drinking on an empty stomach. Before she finished a bottle of wine, she was already very drunk, so she lay on the dining table and closed her eyes to fall asleep.I don't know how long it took, but the phone's ringtone woke her up. Without opening her eyes, she took out the phone from her bag, "Hello?"

"Qingge, happy Christmas Eve!" It was Xu Wan.

Song Qingge drooped her eyes, "Yes."

"What are you doing?" Xu Wan was preparing to shoot a night scene, sitting on a stone by the theater.

"Xiaowan, let me tell you something," Song Qingge was so drunk that her tongue was tied when she spoke.

"Drunk again?" Xu Wan heard her stuttering, and frowned: "Qingge, where are you?"

Song Qingge was still lying on the dining table, slurring her words, "Xiaowan, he said..." She hiccupped again, "He wants...to remarry me."

Xu Wan frowned, but couldn't hear clearly, "Qingge, what are you talking about?"

"He wants to remarry me." Song Qingge smirked, quite drunk, "You say I promise him, okay?"

The scene that Xiaowan was filming was setting off fireworks, and the sound of explosions from the fireworks was heard. Xiaowan didn't hear what she was saying at all, "What did you say?"

Uh!
Song Qingge burped again and frowned.

"Qingge, how much wine have you drunk?" Hearing the belch, Xiao Wan frowned, "There is a performance tomorrow night, and you still drink? Hurry up to sober up and go to bed early."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingge stood up with the dining table supported. She was so bored after being drunk, so she staggered and walked to the balcony to get some air.

She leaned on the balcony railing and looked up at the sky. There was not a single star in the sky, and it was all gray.The capital at night is Christmas Eve again, so it is naturally very lively, the streets are bright with neon lights, cars are coming and going, and there are fireworks blooming in the distance, it is a lively scene.

She was dizzy, and leaned against the railing with her eyes closed to rest her mind, but the figure of the big boss entered her thoughts without warning, and no matter how hard she rushed, she couldn't get out.

She opened her eyes slightly annoyed, but suddenly saw a slender figure on the balcony next door. Her eyes were a little stagnant, but she was really thinking and seeing something. She smiled wryly, her lips quivered slightly, and blurted out: " Merry Christmas Eve!"

I saw that slender figure looking at her, and after a long time, he murmured, "Qingge, happy Christmas Eve!"

Song Qingge hiccupped and patted her head annoyed, God, not only did she have a problem with her vision, but she also had a problem with her hearing.She opened her eyes again, only to find that the figure on the balcony next door was getting clearer and clearer.

She must have been delusional.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously, and looked again.

The big boss's handsome face was on the balcony two meters away from her, and his gaze was looking at her burningly.

Time was still in this scene, Song Qingge's brain was broken for a moment, she shook her head in a daze, and muttered to herself, "Illusion, it must be an illusion." How much she loves that man, how much she misses him Man, will there be such a real picture?

Seeing her shaking her head helplessly after being drunk and talking to herself non-stop, the big boss felt distressed and frowned, "Sing lightly!"

Song Qingge was slightly stunned, leaning on the railing, looking up at him, her heart froze for a moment.

When the big boss saw her wearing the white dress he gave, which outlined the curves of her body beautifully, his heart skipped a beat, with a faint smile on his lips, "Qingge, you are so beautiful tonight."

Song Qingge blushed, her mind was a little confused, panicked, a little nervous, she reached out and brushed a strand of messy hair from her forehead behind her ear.

Suddenly he held out his hand to her.

Looking at his big palm, she was at a loss and put her hands behind her back.

The big boss frowned, smiled self-deprecatingly, and withdrew his hand in disappointment. Seeing her appearance, she drank a lot, "Drink less."

She looked into the distance, and her mind was in a daze. When she heard his words, she tilted her head and looked at him, slurring her words, "Who told you to send me a big bottle..."

The big boss couldn't laugh or cry, "There's no need to drink it all." Her drinking capacity is too bad, a bottle of wine is enough.

"You can't waste it!" She hiccupped again as she spoke.

He looked at her quietly, seeing the wind brushing her hair, seeing her shivering in the cold wind in a gown, seeing her sneezing incessantly when she was drunk, his brows tightened, "It's too cold outside ,go in."

"Oh!" She was really drunk, and her mind was in a mess. After hearing what he said, she stumbled into the room.

(End of this chapter)