Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

Shangguan Qianmian stared at the colorful banner in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and looked at Leng Xiaoli beside him.

"You... Thank you..." Shangguan Qianmian moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something else, but when he got to his mouth, he still only uttered these two innocuous words.

Leng Xiaoli didn't feel that the weight of these two words was too light. He did these things just to give her a happy birthday. As for other things, he didn't think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

In the past three years, the relationship between the two of them seems to be getting closer and closer, but there always seems to be an insurmountable gap between them. Maybe both of them know each other's thoughts, but no one dares to bring up this topic. Because it seems that once it is mentioned, that gap will become a grave to bury the hard-won peace between them.

"It's okay, sit down and taste how the food tastes." Leng Xiaoli pulled the chair by the dining table away for her, motioning her to sit down.

Shangguan Qianmian nodded, smiled and sat down.

The dishes on the table are very rich, including tender and juicy steaks, brightly colored pasta, and rich and fragrant cheese soup.

A unique candlestick was placed on the dining table, and a few candles were lit, shining brightly.

Leng Xiaoli dimmed the lights in the room a little, and the candlelight on the table became brighter.

The candlelight shone on Shangguan Qianmian's face, so clear that he could see every velvet-like hair on her face, every pore so delicate that it was almost invisible, but it was so blurry that he couldn't see her clearly. The expression on her face, the corners of her lips seemed to be smiling, but she didn't seem to be smiling at all. There was a somewhat unpredictable flickering in her eyes, as if she was very happy, but also seemed to reveal a kind of deep-seated sad.

Leng Xiaoli looked at Shangguan Qianmian's face, and met her eyes with burning eyes, and did not move away for a long time.

Shangguan Qianmian felt his gaze, and involuntarily met his gaze.

Between the flickering of the candle, Leng Xiaoli's expression flickered, revealing a little bit of complexity.

She has seen this expression too many times in the past three years, and every time she tried to read something from his face, but every time she was disappointed.

Nothing could be read on his face, and even if something could be seen, it was swallowed up by those deep eyes that seemed to be completely blind.

Suddenly not wanting to bother to see anything from his face, Shangguan Qianmian lowered his head and began to eat the steak on the plate unhurriedly.

The texture of the steak is just right, not too soft, not too tough, and the taste of the sauce is just right, not too salty, not too bland.

Shangguan Qianmian claims to be a "foodie". In the past few years, she has eaten all kinds of delicious food, but today's steak made her feel different.

I always feel as if I have never eaten such a delicious steak, and even have the illusion that I will never eat such a delicious steak again.

"It's delicious. I've never eaten such a delicious steak." Shangguan Qianmian said to Leng Xiaoli with a smile, very down-to-earth.

"As long as you like it..." Leng Xiaoli seemed to raise the corners of his lips, smiled faintly, nodded and said.

The meal was actually not very lively, the two of them quietly ate what was in front of them, and Leng Xiaoli only added a little red wine to her glass from time to time.

Shangguan Qianmian felt that the number of times she and Leng Xiaoli had dinner together in the past three years was not infrequent, and the embarrassment period had already passed, and she usually behaved quite naturally, but I don't know if the atmosphere today is too weird, she unexpectedly She couldn't find a suitable topic to talk to Leng Xiaoli, and even felt that just sitting face to face in this way made her breathe tight.

Subconsciously trying to hide this embarrassment, Shangguan Qianmian continued to drink the red wine in the glass, and when Leng Xiaoli added a third glass to her, he finally couldn't help but said: "You drink too much, you know how to drink Drunk."

Only then did Shangguan Qianmian realize that she had already drunk a lot.

As soon as she realized this, she felt that her whole body began to heat up, and her head was a little dizzy. Under the light of the slightly shaking candlelight, Leng Xuemu's face seemed a little blurred, and it overlapped into two faces again, which made her unable to help herself. Shaking his head, he wanted to get rid of the confusion in his mind and see his face clearly.

But with this flick, the scene in front of him became even more blurred.

"Qianmian? How are you?" A worried voice came from the opposite side. Shangguan Qianmian only saw that Leng Xiaoli's brows seemed to be frowning, so she subconsciously stretched out her hand and muttered, "Don't frown, you A frown is too serious, making people look scared..."

Leng Xiaoli was stunned.

The hand caressing his forehead was soft, soft and warm, and the delicate fingertips caressed the center of his brow. Such movements made his whole body tense, and he felt as if those hands were caressing his heart. In an instant, he teased and stirred up all the feelings he suppressed deep in his heart.

It seemed that his brows were relaxed, and Shangguan Qianmian moved his hand away.

But when it was retracted halfway, it was firmly grasped by a pair of slightly rough hands.

Shangguan Qianmian was stunned for a moment, something inexplicable came to his mind, but his mind became more and more confused, so he subconsciously tried to pull his hand back.

But the opponent used a bit more strength.

Shangguan Qianmian frowned and said, "Xiao Li, what are you doing? Let me go, you hurt me."

Her voice was a little muffled, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Leng Xiaoli woke up suddenly, let go of Shangguan Qianmian's hand in a flustered expression, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry..."

God, what was he thinking just now, how could he make such a weird move.

Shangguan Qianmian didn't notice anything unusual at all, and waved his hands angrily and said, "It's all right, it's just a grabbing hand, what's the big deal, it's not like I haven't grabbed it before."

Leng Xiaoli saw that her eyes were blurred, her cheeks were flushed, and she seemed to be stuttering when speaking, so she knew that she was drunk and drunk.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there are so many delicious foods, and I haven't finished eating yet!" Shangguan Qianmian pointed to the unmoved food on Leng Xiaoli's plate, and said a little displeased.

Leng Xiaoli nodded, looked at the food on her plate, and suggested aloud: "Otherwise, cut the cake first, you haven't eaten your birthday cake yet!"

He was afraid that she would pass out before she ate the cake.

Shangguan Qianmian tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded.

Leng Xiaoli moved the food on the table slightly, placed the cake with the candles removed on it, and then handed the cake knife to her.

Shangguan Qianmian stretched out his hand, took the cake knife, and gestured on the cake for a long time, but suddenly put down the knife in his hand, frowned and said, "This cake is so beautiful, I can't bear to cut it..."