Jiang Jiang Zheng looked up from his arms.
Yan Shaoqing looked at her with deep eyes and smiled and explained, "Grandpa turned 100 on New Year’s Day and wanted to give him a surprise."
"I … I … I …" Jiang Jiang looked at him stuttering for a long time.
"Haven’t you had enough fun?"
"No," Jiang Jiang retorted, sipping his lips. "You have been using contraception."
"You were studying before, after all."
"So we go home now?"
Yan Shaoqing looked one leng "eat first"
"Oh," Jiang Jiang bit his lip again and was held in his arms. He still felt a little dizzy as he walked. "It’s not September now. If I have words before New Year’s Day, can’t I continue my work later?"
"You can start work after giving birth for three months. You are still young and have opportunities," Yan Shaoqing suggested in a low voice. "If you really don’t want to be idle during this period of pregnancy, you can choose not to be too tired."
"I just can’t run a reporter."
Yan Shaoqing smiled and walked and said, "You are only twenty-three."
"Well," Jiang Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and struggled for a long time and stopped talking.
Her career is very important, but Yan Shaoqing is 32 years old, and it’s really old to drag on.
Especially-
She has a three-month internship and can start formal classes at the end of the year at the earliest.
A few years ago, the class was developing and suddenly resigned. It is better to have a child before the development, so the class can be worried.
But-
She is still a little afraid that she thinks she is still a child.
Although sometimes jokes and Yan Shaoqing talk about having children, they have never seriously thought about it.
So distressed
Jiang Jiang hugged Yan Shaoqing’s arm.
The two men walked slowly and said that they took the ladder to the restaurant at half past nine.
The revolving restaurant is 271 meters above the ground, but it takes less than a minute to take the ladder. The speed is absolutely fast. Jiang Jiang is a little afraid of heights. His face has been buried in Yan Shaoqing’s arms and he still feels weak when he gets out of the ladder.
"Are you all right?" Yan Shaoqing has never found that she is afraid to sit on the ladder to hold her arm and ask softly.
The border usher even suggested softly, "Would this young lady like to sit on the sofa and relax?"
"No," Jiang Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. "It’s okay. Let’s go."
"This way, please, two people." The greeter nodded and smiled and led the two people to ascend the stairs from the bright and luxurious arc staircase, while Jiang Yi lifted his eyes to have a panoramic view of the magnificent reception hall. Listening to the laughter not far away, he was hungry again.
"This way, please"
Yan Shaoqing booked a VIP room and led two people directly to the past while introducing them.
The private room is much quieter than the lobby outside, and it is decorated with luxurious and rich big round tables, high-backed armchairs and large leisure sofas. The splendid background lights are reflected in the ice glass, creating a fairyland-like dreamlike beauty.
Jiang Jiang was guided to sit in place and still felt a little trance.
In the center of the round table is a handful of rosa multiflora Leng Xiang, which makes the whole room full of romance.
Or does she like that kind of romance
Yan Shaoqing didn’t go out to help them take the meal, so he closed the door.
All the noise receded, and the whole bag was completely quiet. Jiang Jiang’s heart was slowly calm, and his eyes were glued to Yan Shaoqing’s handsome and calm face.
"Do you like it?" He stood across the table in white and black pants and asked her with a smile.
Jiang Jiang leaned his chin on the edge of the dining table with one hand and smiled like a flower. "Flowers, food and beautiful men are so beautiful. It would be even better if there was some music. Let the students play music."
Yan Shaoqing looked at her with a faint smile, took two steps sideways and raised her hand to reveal a piano in the corner. "Shall I play a song for you?"
"Well," Jiang Jiang composed himself, "OK, what are you playing?"
“想听什么？”
“你弹什么都喜欢”姜衿偏过头笑眯眯地看着他
她没听过晏少卿弹钢琴心里还稍微有点诧异感觉他好像所不能
晏少卿一笑抬步坐到了凳修长好看一双手落在黑白键姜衿目光就再也移不了
她所见过所有男人中晏少卿双手是最修长好看白皙而线条流畅却有力适合拿手术刀当然也适合落在钢琴黑白键
房里安静极了姜衿歪头看着他流畅动人曲调便落在她耳边了
带着那么点甜蜜缠绵糅杂了浅浅哀伤却又能让人获得心灵宁静最终沉浸在久久感动里
她突然想到一起留学一位国同学那句话《卡农》所表达是地老天荒爱情就像《诗经》里那样执手偕老
她还是第一次体会到来自音乐里情意
姜衿目光痴痴地看着他专注侧脸觉得如痴如醉
她从小就喜欢他了
过往朝思暮想那些年从未想过有一天这男人会屈尊降贵弹钢琴给她听
可其实他不仅谈钢琴给她听了还教会她跳舞训练她晨跑亲自帮她准备早餐甚半跪在床头亲吻她脚背……
想着她脊椎骨都酥麻了那些缠绵曲调好像爬她背她看着晏少卿有点坐不稳
幸福得要晕过去说大抵就是她这一刻状态了
晏少卿一曲终了就看见眼眸痴缠她神色愣一笑道“怎么了？”
“你过来”姜衿喃喃道
晏少卿微怔笑着起身坐到了她身边