The paranoid boss lightly favors

After the dishes were served, Pippi kept staring at He Sheng and did not move.

"Why don't you eat?"

Pippi's eyes fell on He Sheng's knife and fork, "I'm here to treat you to eat, let's see if you are satisfied."

She doesn't usually eat French food, and Chinese food and roadside snacks are her favorites.

This restaurant was chosen by the little assistant for Pippi, and it should be the best French restaurant in the city after she did some research.

He Sheng took a bite of the dish, and Pippi looked at him expectantly.

"How about it?"

He Sheng nodded, "Not bad, quite authentic."

Hearing what He Sheng said, Pippi was satisfied, at least the treat should satisfy the other party.

Now that He Sheng was satisfied, Pippi chatted about the reason for this treat.

"The few people you brought are very good. I was worried at first, but now I know that you want to help me."

He Sheng raised his glass with a smile, "Of course I want to help you. If you are having a bad time, I will feel sorry for you."

He drank the glass of wine as he spoke, and Pipi followed He Sheng to drink a few sips.

After she drank the wine, she couldn't help admiring, "This wine is so good, I can't bear to drink it."

Pippi usually drank a lot, so she knew the beauty of this wine as soon as she sipped it. The wine brought by He Sheng was worth more than one million yuan, so her glass would cost tens of thousands of yuan, which is quite extravagant.

Pippi's family is good, but not so extravagant.

"If you like it, I'll give you the other bottle."

"No no no."

She hurriedly refused, "Obviously I was the one who invited you, and I was the one who thanked you, so why should you give me something? I can't bear it."

Seeing Pippi's appearance, He Sheng couldn't help laughing.

"You're so cute."

In He Sheng's eyes, everything Pippi does is cute.

It's cute when you get angry and lose your temper, and it's cute when you reject others. Of course, it's even cuter when you laugh.

She's cute when she's pretending to be a showman, and she's also cute when she's serious.

The more you look at the desire in your heart, the more obvious it is.

He Sheng knew that Zhang Jiuhui was not going abroad, this was a good opportunity for him and Pippi to be alone, and he also wanted to fight for himself.

He said: "Pippi, follow me to a place after dinner."

She agreed to He Sheng without hesitation.

He Sheng helped himself so much, and Pippi had already taken off his guard.

In addition, the matter between her and Zhang Jiuhui is a foregone conclusion, and He Sheng can't change it no matter what he does. Pippi can't deprive He Sheng of the right to like someone.

Pippi and Zhang Jiuhui finished the bottle of wine.

The alcohol content of the red wine was not high, it was just that Pippi was intoxicated by the taste of the wine, and the feeling of satisfaction made him feel light.

When leaving the restaurant, Pippi's feet were unsteady, and it was He Sheng who supported her.

"Your wine is delicious."

Pippi pushed He Sheng away with a smile, and steadied her steps.

"Where are you taking me?"

Pippi opened her mouth with a smile, and her questioning was not serious at all.

He Sheng wanted to keep it a secret, so he didn't answer Pippi, and took her into the car directly.

On the top floor of the tallest building in the city, Pippi has never been to this place before, and he didn't expect that it was the first time he came here with He Sheng, which is really funny.

After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone, took a picture of the scenery on the top floor and sent it to Zhang Jiuhui.

Pippi was waiting for Zhang Jiuhui to reply, but He Sheng took the phone and put her phone aside.

"Looking at the scenery is not my arrangement, my arrangement is here."

He Sheng pointed to a location, and the white curtain fell, behind which were several energetic men holding musical instruments.

"This is?"

He Sheng pulled Pippi back two steps, and sat on a single sofa while holding Pippi.

"Live band."

"Wow, is this a private concert?"

She looked at the few cool men in front of her in surprise, and she had a little impression that it seemed to be a band she had followed before.

It’s just that this band has no large-scale performances or commercial performances, so Pippi can only listen to their new works on the Internet, or keep reading old works.

"How did you invite me here?"

The musicians in this band are all foreigners, and Pippi didn't check their information, yet He Sheng has already invited them to the front of his eyes, which is amazing.

Just when Pippi was curious, a small private concert had already started.

She was engrossed in listening to the band singing, and all her attention was attracted by these men, so that she didn't hear the call from Zhang Jiuhui.

Hearing his favorite band sing for himself alone, Pippi was in such a good mood that he couldn't help but start drinking.

After the private concert ended, Pippi also passed out drunk in He Sheng's arms.

There was a wind blowing on the open-air top floor, not a strong wind, but a very comfortable and refreshing wind.

Pippi leaned against He Sheng's arms, murmured words not very clear.

The members of the band have already left in a sensible way, and only He Sheng and Pippi are left here.

The wind blew Pippi's hair into a mess, and He Sheng took the trouble to tidy up Pippi, enjoying it.

"Zhang Jiuhui...Zhang Jiuhui..."

I don't know how many words of his name Pippi whispered, but this is the first time He Sheng heard clearly.

"I'm by your side to make you happy, and you still think of him."

He Sheng stroked Pippi's cheek lightly, and then couldn't help but kissed her.

Pippi felt someone kiss her, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Because of being drunk, Pippi's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see who this person who was so close to him was.

"Who are you, why are you kissing me?"

He Sheng replied to Pippi, "I am He Sheng."

When Pippi heard that it was He Sheng, he immediately sat up straight and stretched out his hand to push him.

"He Sheng, I just treat you as a friend. I belong to Zhang Jiuhui alone, so you can't get close to me."

He Sheng couldn't control the disappointment and anger in his heart. He knew that Pippi was unconscious now, so he lied on purpose.

"I lied to you, I am Zhang Jiuhui."

"what?"

Pippi rubbed her eyes and smiled within a few seconds.

"That's right, I said why are you He Sheng? How could I be with He Sheng?"

She said, squatting on the sofa, facing forward, "Would you like to take me back to the room now, let's have fun."

With an indescribable feeling in his heart, He Sheng got up and took Pippi away.

The downstairs room could be ready at any time, so he took Pippi directly to the hotel room.

As soon as Pippi entered the door, she jumped off He Sheng's body, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

She staggered into the bathroom, and fell to the ground before taking two steps.

He Sheng went into the bathroom worriedly and helped Pippi up, "You drink too much, rest first, you don't need to take a bath."

Pippi pinched He Sheng's arm severely.

"Zhang Jiuhui, what do you mean, can I take a bath if I want to?

How dare you go against my will, you don't spoil me at all. "

"You drink too much."

He Sheng's tone was very serious, but Pippi still insisted on taking a bath.