Chapter 207 Do you think I'm too old-fashioned and boring?
The meeting can't continue.
He closed the computer again, briefly explained the follow-up work, and walked out of the meeting room.
Raise your hand and call Zhang Hening.
This time the call was picked up immediately, and the girl's voice was breathless and a little panicked.
"Hello?"
Song Shiqian followed the map on his watch and said calmly, "Zhang Hening, from now on, the limit on your family card will be reduced to 300,000."
Zhang Hening immediately had a black question mark face.
What's wrong with me?
Why did you deduct my money again?
"Stay where you are, don't do anything. I'll be there in ten minutes."
After saying that, the person on the other end hung up the phone decisively.
Zhang Hening stayed where he was, carrying a bunch of bags, not knowing whether to leave or not.
She simply sat in the lounge area in the club lobby, waiting for her boyfriend to come over.
During this time, someone noticed her and came over to chat with her.
"Sister, are you alone? Do you want to go in for a foot bath? There are vacancies in the private room now."
Zhang Hening said bluntly: "If I don't do it, I will have no money and be poor."
"Sister, you are so beautiful, I can serve you for free~"
"Free services are not good services. They must have a hidden price tag, waiting for me to fall into the trap. If I don't do it, I will have no money and be poor!"
“…”
The masseur tried to strike up a conversation with her several times, but she always rebuffed him.
Don't give up, just sit next to it and work on this one.
After a while, Song Shiqian came.
As I stepped into the club, I saw from afar a girl sitting in the rest area with her legs crossed, surrounded by two men. The men were wearing shirts and black pants with the fourth button undone, and they were dressed in a very coquettish manner.
They didn't know what they were talking about.
Get together and talk and laugh.
Song Shiqian's good temper, which he had suppressed for many years, almost broke at this moment.
He pursed his lips, strode over, pushed the two men aside, put his hands on both ends of Zhang Hening's seat, and wrapped the person between his long arms.
"You want a foot bath and a foot massage, right?"
He laughed, but it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry in his tone.
Zhang Hening was inexplicably frightened by this smile.
"It's not me, I didn't do that, I was just an intruder..."
Before she finished speaking, Song Shiqian picked up the paper bags around her with one hand and held her wrist with the other hand. His voice was low and deep, mixed with indescribable melancholy.
"Go home and I'll give you a massage."
Zhang Hening sat in the car, wanting to cry but unable to.
In less than ten minutes, a black business car stopped at his apartment garage.
The man didn't get her slippers, but took off her shoes directly at the entrance and threw her horizontally onto the sofa.
The next second, a dark shadow appeared before my eyes.
Her ankles were held firmly by a pair of large hands.
Zhang Hening: “!!!”
"Song Shiqian, don't be angry first, listen to my explanation, I really didn't massage your feet..."
The sense of oppression before my eyes was too strong.
It made her feel panic when facing Zhang Henian.
The shadow of being dominated in her bones instantly emerged. Her body's memory was faster than her brain, and she grabbed the sofa cushion beside her to shield herself.
"Don't hit me, I was wrong. Can I do push-ups for you..."
"Woo woo woo, even standing at attention is fine!"
"How about 200 frog jumps?"
The girl trembled under him, and her ankle was covered with a circle of red marks due to her violent struggle. Song Shiqian was stunned for a few seconds and subconsciously loosened his grip.
Most of the aura in his body was withdrawn.
He hadn't even said a word, but she was already so scared.
"I don't want to hit you." He said softly, "Zhang Hening, I don't hit anyone, don't be afraid."
Zhang Hening poked half of his head out from under the pillow and looked at him cautiously.
"Then you pressed on me just now..."
"I just want to have a good chat with you," he took a deep breath, "Why are you looking for a male model? Do you think I'm too old-fashioned and boring and can't satisfy you?"
Zhang Hening nodded subconsciously, then quickly shook his head.
"no."
She clutched the pillow and said weakly, "Do you have ears?"
Song Shiqian: “?”
"I have a big mouth. Now can you listen to my explanation quietly?"
Song Shiqian released her ankles, half-knelt on the ground, looked her in the eye, and spoke in a gentle and soft voice.
"You speak, I listen."
Zhang Hening cut to the chase and quickly summarized: he went shopping, bought some clothes, and then was dragged into a trap by the girl Dahuang.
"He said he was going to massage my feet, but I dodged right away!"
Zhang Hening used his hands and feet to recreate the scene for him.
"I did this, this, and this... I covered myself up so tightly that I didn't even run into Brother Model!"
"I am a girlfriend with very strong values in love and would never do anything that skirts the line!"
"I just swiped her card once. She will pay us back next month when she has money. She also lent me two loans when I was broke before. It's a gift from her, so I can't refuse."
Zhang Hening finished speaking and glanced at him cautiously.
"Do you believe me when I say this?"
Song Shiqian lowered his eyes slightly and his gaze fell on her ankles.
Now that he had released it, it was a little red and the mark was obvious.
It was because he lost his composure and his defenses that he lost even basic calmness and rationality.
Based on his understanding and analysis of Zhang Hening, she would definitely not do anything too extreme between men and women.
after all……
When kissing.
She was very clumsy, didn't know how to breathe, and was even less experienced than him.
"I'm sorry." Song Shiqian breathed a sigh of relief. "I lost my composure and scared you. I believe you."
Hearing his words, Zhang Hening finally breathed a sigh of relief.
From now on, I know clearly that...
The atmosphere just now was so thrilling that she is still confused and unable to recover.
Subconsciously, I stepped on the carpet, put down the pillow, and walked towards the entrance.
Then Song Shiqian grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
"Angry?"
"No."
"Then why leave?"
Zhang Hening looked at his watch and said, "It's very late. Shouldn't I go home?"
Song Shiqian held her wrist, his palm was warm, and his voice sounded a little lonely.
"You don't want to kiss me anymore?"
Zhang Hening blinked and said, "I mainly don't want to bully you."
The next second, the man lowered his head and kissed her.
More intense than any other time.
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