The President's Deep Kiss: The Little Woman by the Pillow

Li Qingshen's face became more and more ugly. He stood up from the mahjong table and walked to the window to call Ling Momo. At the end of the call, Ling Momo's phone became the voice of customer service: "I'm sorry. , the phone you dialed is turned off."

Li Qingshen hung up the phone with a gloomy expression, and walked back to the middle of the room.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that tonight's birthday person is in an extremely bad mood. Suddenly, everyone in the room looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't know what to say.

The room was quiet. After a long time, Su Chen coughed softly, breaking the weird atmosphere, "That>

"I've lost weight recently, lost weight!" Qin Sheng said cheerfully when he saw Su Chen talking. [

As soon as the atmosphere was opened, everyone chattered and began to talk about "wait a minute". Li Qingshen lowered her phoenix eyes slightly, her lips were slightly pursed, and her whole body exuded a touch of coldness. Everyone looked at Li Qing like this. Deep, gradually they all stopped.

The whole room was silent for a long time before Li Qingshen raised his head, but he didn't speak.

A pair of cold and elegant eyes stared at the void, and after staring at it for a while, he moved his lips slowly: "Don't wait, Ah Sheng, call the manager and let's serve the food."

Qin Sheng stood there without moving, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are you really waiting?"

"Yeah." Li Qingshen nodded, feeling sorry for her body, with a faint sense of loss in her eyes: "Her phone is turned off."

The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point again.

Qin Sheng took the mobile phone and whispered to the manager of the "Imperial Palace".

Soon the food was served, and there were two bottles of 82-year-old Lafite red wine.

The waiter set up the wine glasses, poured the wine, and then quietly retreated.

Naturally, dinner was about to start next, but everyone seemed a little stiff, Li Qingshen took a look around everyone, and walked slowly to the dining table, casually picked up a glass of red wine, and said lightly: "Come on, cheers! "

When everyone saw Li Qingshen holding up the red wine, they all followed suit. Su Chen looked at Li Qingshen with a little concern, but couldn't help but said, "Qingshen, don't be too sad, maybe Is there really something wrong with her?"

"Yeah, maybe it will come later." Youyi followed suit.

Li Qingshen could hear their comfort from these words, but these comforts seemed so pale and ironic.

Whether there is something or not is really not important.

If you really want to miss an appointment, you can always give him a phone call or a text message, right?

How important is it that he made more than 20 phone calls to her, but he couldn't hear from her at all?

Li Qingshen clenched the wine glass in his hand, he lowered his eyes slightly, his smile was a little loose, extraordinarily dazed, the corners of his usually indifferent eyes softened a lot, revealing a sadness that was never easily revealed in front of everyone.

He touched the wine glass in his hand with everyone's wine glass, then lowered his head, pressed his lips to the crystal wine glass with cold eyes, raised his head gently, and drank it all in one gulp.

A series of movements looked so elegant and delicate. [

When everyone saw that Li Qingshen had drunk, they toasted and drank. Bo Chong'er took out the gift she had prepared first, handed it to Li Qingshen with both hands, and shifted the atmosphere of the scene to a relaxed direction: "Love Brother Shen, happy birthday!"