The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1982 2063 Time Stranded and Stranded Time 7
Lonely Shan gave her a look of "who is the brother?" and called Chief of Staff He. He wanted to try the western food prepared by the state banquet chef of the Presidential Palace. After it was ready, it would be delivered to her. After the phone call, he would reward her with the mobile phone .

An hour later, the western food was delivered on time.

It was dark, and there were two candlesticks on the dining table in the living room. The moment the candle was lit, it illuminated a small bunch of stars on the table. This was Nan Shengqing's mother's favorite flower. become her favourite.

Nan Shengqing held her breath, the faint fragrance of flowers wafted in the air, and she felt very comfortable while breathing.

"Ouba, is this a candlelight dinner?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I light candles? Two people eat Western food, so that we can have the mood and appetite."

Lone Shan glanced at her, and in the flickering candlelight, her handsome face was covered with a layer of tulle, sexy and ambiguous.Under the dim candlelight, soothing and gentle music sounded, and the atmosphere was created to be extremely romantic, not exaggerated, but carefully arranged, which fully demonstrated the protagonist's pursuit of details and perfection...

Nan Shengqing felt that her heart was aroused thousands of times, the man in front of her exuded irresistible male hormones, she was so fascinated that she couldn't move her eyes, she was teased by him, she forced herself to look away.

hold on!Be sure to hold on!Otherwise, you will be ridiculed to death by him!

When he teases people, he can make people feel ashamed!
But the man in front of him is like a living love potion, his gestures are so extravagant.

Nan Shengqing quickly picked up the goblet, took a sip of the wine, afraid that if she was confused again, she would not be able to help but pounce on her. Her cheeks were slightly red and hot. It was the first time she had a candlelight dinner with someone at such an age. I didn't expect it to be so romantic.

When watching TV dramas on weekdays, she would also see some scenes of candlelight dinners. At that time, she would also fantasize about a super handsome guy who took over the entire western restaurant, hired a band to accompany her, and invited her to have candlelight dinners, but fantasies are fantasies after all. She never thought that one day her dream would come true. Although it was not in a western restaurant, although it was not a private restaurant, she ate western food delivered by the presidential palace. All the real scenes were not as inferior as my fantasy.

Beauty is just one word!

It's so romantic, it's so romantic that her heart almost melts!
This male vixen who is super good at teasing girls, is this the first time he has played such a romantic trick to invite girls to a candlelight dinner?
Looking at her like that, Lone Shan suddenly smiled with interest and grace, that kind of smile added a bit of thrilling ambiguity to his monstrous and beautiful face.

Especially his voice, which was a little low and magnetic, made her feel very seductive.

"Although I don't know how you, a little girl, broke into my world, but it's a great honor for you and me to meet in this way. Come on, let's make a drink for the meeting."

For this sentence, it must be done.

Nan Shengqing raised the goblet with both hands: "Mr. Lonely, I also have something to say, thank you for appearing in my world, helping me, taking me in, and bringing me so much good luck, even though you tore up my lottery ticket It's really hateful, although you are too stingy for not letting me play with your computer, but overall you are my lucky star, cheers."

Lone Shan glanced at her and raised his eyebrows: "How did you talk? You still don't forget to complain when you raise your glass."

"Hey, cheers."

Nan Shengqing took the initiative to clink glasses with him, and then took a sip. The aroma of the wine was overflowing. She couldn't help but tasted it again, and then started. She just picked up the knife and fork and put it down again, and said habitually: "Wait a minute, wait a minute. I take a photo."

(End of this chapter)