Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 254
in the restaurant.

Nian Shiqian felt a little uneasy about eating, she had almost eaten, she put down the knife and fork in her hand and said to Song Yanheng: "Yanheng, I'm full, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to the club first."

Song Yanheng nodded, put down the knife and fork, and picked up the wine glass: "Okay, I'll see you off."

The waiter who walked past Song Yanheng carrying the plate hurriedly but steadily walked, and Song Yanheng inadvertently stood up and almost bumped into the waiter. Song Yanheng subconsciously hid and poured the red wine in his hand into On a light skirt.

"Qianqian, are you okay?" Song Yanheng hurriedly put down the cup, picked up a napkin and pressed it on Nian Shiqian's lap.

The waiter was a little dazed, but also nervous: "I'm sorry sir, ma'am, I didn't see..."

"It's okay, where is the bathroom, my friend needs to clean it up." Song Yanheng smiled.

The waiter hurriedly pointed to the direction of the restroom, he couldn't help but feel lucky, but fortunately the guest didn't blame him, otherwise he would be unlucky.

"I can go by myself." Nian Shiqian pressed the napkin in his hand, feeling very depressed.

Song Yanheng said, "It's okay, I'll go with you, and I have a wonderful way to remove red wine stains."

Nian Shiqian didn't believe it: "Red wine stains are the most difficult to wash off, what tricks do you have?"

Song Yanheng raised his eyebrows: "Try it."

Song Yanheng was full of confidence and made Nian Shi smiled happily. She couldn't wash off the red wine last time after washing it for a long time. What can he do?
Holding Nian Shiqian's shoulders in one hand and her handbag in the other, Song Yanheng glanced at the direction of the elevator, then turned around.

At the side of the elevator door, Zhou Chenhan couldn't close his mouth in surprise looking at the leaving figure, oh my god, is he dazzled?Drink too much?Hallucinating?

Washbasin.

Song Yanheng squatted down to clean up the wine stains on Nian Shiqian's skirt, and Nian Shiqian stood leaning against the wall, watching his careful movements and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that you are really good at it."

Song Yanheng pouted: "That's right, how can you marry a wife without two brushes?"

When I read it, I smiled and said, "That's easy, I can introduce it for you, tell me what type you like, I'll help you pay attention."

Song Yanheng threw away the napkin in his hand, stood up and suddenly took a step closer to Nian Shiqian: "Is there anyone like you?"

Nian Shiqian stared at Song Yanheng, who was close at hand, and didn't recover for a long time. What's the matter?What does it mean to be like her?
A scorching fire flickered in Song Yanheng's cold eyes. When he read it, he looked at it lightly. For some reason, there was a sudden buzz in his head, and a picture flashed.

The bright light in Song Yanheng's eyes seemed to turn into a terrible curtain of fire, shutting her inside, fear, helplessness and despair made Nian Shiqian subconsciously yell out.

"do not want!"

Song Yanheng's eyes flashed, and he took a step back.

Nian Shiqian panted heavily, still not recovering from the shock.

Why, why did she see those things in Song Yanheng's eyes?
"Did I scare you?" Song Yanheng asked softly, then lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

Nian Shiqian leaned against the wall, looked at Song Yanheng's guilty expression, and then shook his head: "No, I don't know what's wrong, I always feel... I really seem to have seen you somewhere, but thinking about it carefully, But I can’t think of a reason why.”

Shaking his head when he read it, every time he wanted to recall where he had met Song Yanheng, he would get a severe headache.

(End of this chapter)