Su Shao's smile is very charming

Sensing her thoughts, Su Qingcheng narrowed her beautiful eyes and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I never force women."

It was obviously a very gentle sentence, but in Lan Jingyi's ears, there was a sense of arrogance and disdain.

No woman is worthy of Su Qingcheng's reluctance.

She moved her lips, and just when she was about to speak, the gentle man took the right to speak forcefully again, "Drink it."

Words and sentences, irresistible.

This sentence is very familiar, like the ancient harem, what was said when a woman was killed or a child was taken away, it was mixed with poison, and if one was not careful, one's life would be lost.

Lan Jingyi frowned, maybe this bowl of ginger soup would kill her, but she had to drink it.

Nan Fu Bei Su, maybe this is her last bet.

After drinking ginger soup, she said, "Young Master Su, can I ask you something?"

Su Qingcheng stared at her for a long time, then smiled leisurely, "Cat, if you remove the claws, it's useless."

This man looks very gentle, he seems to be gentle to everyone, but his words are harsh, and there is a coldness in his bones that cannot be concealed.

Perhaps, he never bothered to hide it.

Lan Jingyi lowered her eyes, she was Fu Yuling's personal servant girl, but she never let anyone bully her.If it was her cat with sharp teeth and claws, she would not deny it at all.But now, her boyfriend is still in doubt about his life or death in the hospital, and she is not qualified to have sharp teeth and claws.

With a wry smile, there was a touch of sadness in his eyes.

The atmosphere was so deadlocked, she put the bowl on the table, stood up, and looked at him firmly, "Save my boyfriend, I can give you everything you want."

When she was talking, she had to grit her teeth tightly. Rescuing a woman in the middle of the night was nothing more than a matter between a man and a woman. As long as she closed her eyes, everything would pass.

Su Qingcheng's pupils shrank, and his expression seemed a little cold.Leaning at her, he was about to speak when the phone rang.Glancing at the incoming call above, he took his mobile phone and walked to the balcony.

"Auntie, are you still up so late?"

Gu Qingcheng's aunt, also known as his stepmother, married his father when he was 16 years old, and she was accompanied by a little girl who was only 12 years old at the time. The relationship was good or not particularly bad.

"Qingcheng, did Auntie disturb your rest?"

"It's nothing, but I'd better hurry up and talk about what auntie wants me to do. I'm cultivating a relationship with my future daughter-in-law. I can't wait." He spoke lazily, leaning on the balcony. , Auntie understands, huh?"

The face of the woman on the other end of the phone changed, as if she was a little embarrassed, but she still grasped the point, "Do you have a girlfriend? Are you just kidding, or are you serious?"

Her voice was very nervous, Su Qingcheng's eyes flashed a chill, she smiled casually, "Auntie seems to be very concerned about my love life, thank you. You also know that my eldest is not young, and I always want to get married."

"Yes, yes." The woman said awkwardly, and was silent for a while, "Oh, by the way, I called to tell you that Yinyin will be back tomorrow, do you want to have dinner together?"

"Eat, yes, just send me a text message at the time and place you have set, and cooperate at any time."

He readily surprised the woman. Over the years, Su Qingcheng had been very gentle towards their mother and daughter on the surface, but she knew very well how much he hated them, especially towards Yinyin...

Lan Jingyi looked at the balcony through the orange light, and saw him as an image of a nobleman who turned all sentient beings upside down, with a half-smile at the corner of his mouth looking at him, even if he smiled, it made people feel cold.

After picking up the line, he came to sit beside her, his lazy appearance also gave people pressure.

Lan Jingyi picked up her mood and sat upright, with a smile on her pretty face, completely different from the embarrassment just now.

Su Qingcheng raised her eyebrows, looked at her with more playful eyes, leaned back as if on purpose, the soft sofa was sunken, and had the illusion that Lan Jingyi was being held in his arms.

Lan Jingyi didn't dodge, raised her face in his arms, and returned to her usual aloofness, "Young Master Su, if you have any requests, just ask."

"Anything is fine?" Su Qingcheng's arms wrapped around her slender waist, and suddenly, she really leaned against him, her eyes were like silk, and the other hand was caressing her vaguely. Delicate and beautiful face.

Lan Jingyi nodded, the calm Su Qingcheng felt bored.

Pushing her away, he got up and walked to the bar, poured two glasses of wine and gave her one.

Taking a sip, he said, "Go to bed with me."