Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 188 Find a few girls for Prosecutor Chu? (3)
He stopped at the door and glanced at Chu Ci with a stern face.People are handsome, but they don't dare to get close to them.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and wait on Inspector Chu. He is a national public official, a high-ranking official of the provincial department. If you curry favor, he might be able to cover you." One of the people guarding the door said, but looked at Chu Ci's eyes were full of sarcasm.

Chu Ci really wanted to get angry, but a group of women were very obedient. After listening to the man's words, they rushed over and put their arms around his neck, which couldn't be pulled away.

Other women immediately gathered around, some helped up the downed wine bottle, some asked the waiter for a few more glasses, and surrounded Chu Ci...

Besides, Song Ningjiu, it dates back to the daytime, when she saw LeTV Universal win the lawsuit on TV, she was still a little worried about Chuci.But I'm worried, she can't help him at this time, and she doesn't plan to help, getting herself involved in these right and wrong.

In the evening, while Mrs. Zhang was cooking, Song Ningjiu received a call from Jin Mingheng, saying that she was inviting a lawyer to dinner tonight.Song Ningjiu understood that this lawyer must be related to today's lawsuit, so she didn't ask any more questions, and she was not interested in asking, so she hung up the phone after answering.

In the evening, the dining table was quiet, and she took Mrs. Zhang to eat together, stirring the porridge in the bowl, and smelling the aroma of rice in it contentedly.Auntie Zhang saw her like that, and a gratified smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

She has been a servant of the Song family for many years, and she knows how Song Ningjiu dined at the table of the Song family. She has never been so relaxed.

It's not that she has never heard of Jin Mingheng's name, and probably there is no one in Xinfeng City who doesn't know this person.But after getting in touch these days, she really felt that Jin Mingheng was different from Song Ningjiu.Song Ningjiu, on the other hand, was rather numb anyway, perhaps because of the environment in which he grew up, he always refused to respond easily.

After dinner, Song Ningjiu went to the living room to watch TV as usual, and started to feel sleepy again.She felt that she seemed too lazy recently, especially when she met Teacher Ning a few days ago, she felt that she was being lazy and shouldn't go on like this, so she went upstairs.

After changing her dance clothes, she pushed open the door of the dance studio.

The inside was still the same as before, and she stepped into it slowly. Every time she was in such a place, she felt a strong sense of sacredness.

Standing in front of the white piano stand, slowly touching the cover of the piano, she can't play the piano, but she was very envious of her sister who could play the piano when she was a child.Thinking about seeing my sister sitting in front of the piano at that time, her elegant posture was like a natural princess, and she was deeply envious inside.

Carefully opening the cover of the piano, and lightly pressing a key with her hand, a sudden sound came from the quiet space, almost startling herself.

She clutched her chest and finally woke up from her own meditation.The corners of his lips couldn't help but began to faint with a self-deprecating smile, laughing at how he thought of that scene in such a strange way.

Just as he was about to close the piano cover, a hand suddenly stretched out behind him to stop it.

"Want to learn the piano?" Jin Mingheng's breath came from behind.

Song Ningjiu felt a little surprised, because he didn't realize when he came in, which shows how far his mind wandered just now.

"You know how to play?" She asked, looking at him with a look of contempt.

"Play it for you?" Jin Mingheng asked with a smile.

Song Ningjiu looked at the way his eyes were smiling, staring at her so intently and with a bad feeling, her cheeks felt slightly warm.Turning his head away, he said, "Okay, I want to see what you can play."

As he said that, he turned around and wanted to get out of the way, but he grabbed his wrist and asked, "Then how much will you pay me for playing a song?"

Song Ningjiu looked startled, and asked, "Do you think you are Chopin? Do you want to be paid?"

Jin Mingheng smiled upon hearing this, ignored her slight ridicule, and only kissed the corner of her lips, forcing her to sit down.Let her sit on his lap, wrap her whole small body in his arms, and her bony fingertips land on the keys.

Song Ningjiu really doesn't understand piano music.It's just because he talked about a very relaxed and lively pop song "I'm going to marry you tomorrow", the melody is smooth and the pitch is very accurate.

Song Ningjiu only felt that the temperature from the back through the fabric was roasting herself, but the hands rising and falling in front of her were really beautiful, her complexion was fair, and she was not as soft and beautiful as a woman, with the rigidity unique to men.The fingertips are slender, and the joints are distinct, like a dancing butterfly rising and falling among the keyboards, perching.

Song Ningjiu seemed to be possessed, watching the hands rising and falling in front of him, beautiful notes flowing out from under the fingertips.Until the last note landed, it seemed that there was still a lingering sound echoing in the space.

Jin Mingheng got up and took two steps back. Jin Mingheng bowed gracefully to her like an ancient western gentleman, straightened up, and said: "The performance is over, please beautiful lady, pay your reward."

Song Ningjiu was a little dazed, because she didn't seem to agree to pay anything.

Jin Mingheng looked at her and sighed pretendingly.He came forward and grabbed her hand, and said, "Okay then, it seems that I will choose the reward myself."

Without giving Song Ningjiu a chance to react, he dragged her downstairs.

"Hey, Jin Mingheng, Jin Mingheng——" Song Ningjiu didn't understand at all, what he wanted was wind or rain.

Jin Mingheng had already wrapped her coat and said, "Change your shoes and take you out to play."

"Now?" Song Ningjiu looked at the sky outside subconsciously, probably thinking of the weather outside, and seemed a little reluctant.

Jin Mingheng was taking off his windbreaker from the hanger and putting it on, watching her nodded firmly, and said, "That's right."

Song Ningjiu seemed to want to say something, but seeing him like this seemed to have made up his mind, so he had no choice but to put on his shoes.She's been really lazy recently, and she doesn't even have to argue, as if the edges and corners of her body have been smoothed out.

Jin Mingheng didn't think too much about it, but Song Ningjiu had just stepped out of the room, and the cold wind at night made her shiver unconsciously.Seeing this, he took her into his arms, walked quickly to the side of the car, opened the door for her and sat in.

The red Lamborghini passed through the night, walked through the streets full of neon lights at night, and stopped in front of the No. [-] club.

After the car came to a complete stop, Jin Mingheng got out of the car, put his hand into his trouser pocket and turned on the phone calmly, then went around to the passenger seat to help her open the door, and said, "Get out of the car."

Song Ningjiu glanced at the bright lights of the clubhouse, and asked suspiciously: "Jin Mingheng, what are you doing?"

"I won the lawsuit today. I am very happy. I invited a group of buddies to celebrate. I will also bring you to Lele. It's a fun place." Jin Mingheng said.

What he said was fun, but Song Ningjiu might not be interested.It's just that she has already arrived, and she can't just go back like this, so she followed him out of the car.

(End of this chapter)