Chapter 11 Little White Rabbit is also clever (1)

  The scenery is good, knowing that he has been staring at himself all the time, his arm can't help but tremble, and the wine almost spills out several times. It wasn't until it was about to overflow that she raised her head, looked at Liang Chen in a fluster, and said softly: "Thank you, President Liang."

  Then he hastily turned his head and put down the wine bottle.

  That posture, as if Liang Chen was a beast that would devour people.

  Liang Chen furrowed her brow, seemingly dissatisfied with Jing Hao's reaction just now. Nevertheless, she elegantly picked up the wine cup on the table and raised it towards Shen Liang Nian.

  Two people, one wipes and the other cleans.

  Shen Liangnian pointed to the wine bottle beside him, indicating that Jing Hao should pour some for himself. Jing Hao, accustomed to holding his wine cup, poured Shen Liangnian a glass of wine.

  At that moment when Liang Chen was pouring wine for Jing Hao, he naturally stretched out his hand to take the bottle from Jing Hao's hand.

  When he held the wine bottle, his little finger deliberately rubbed against Jinghao's handback, with a delicate and smooth tactile sensation.

  The scenery was good, but it seemed like he had been electrocuted, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand, raised his head in defense, and looked at Liang Chen.

  With a carefree expression, he casually held the wine bottle, as if nothing was wrong, poured himself a cup of wine, then picked up the cup with a lazy attitude, turned his head, and fixed his gaze on Jing.

  Jing subconsciously avoided Liang Chen's line of sight, turning his head sideways and only chatting with Shen Liang Nian.

  But even so, Jing Hao could clearly feel his back, as if it was on fire, with a layer of heat.

  Even her hand, which he had just touched, was burning along with it.

  In the end, Jing was so anxious that he couldn't sit still.

  Li Chen saw the good scenery and felt a lot of tension and anxiety in his heart, which made him feel much more comfortable.

  He didn't know what was wrong with him either, he just saw her always surrounding Shen Liang Nian and felt a little displeased in his heart, so subconsciously he also made himself feel uneasy.

  Li Chen seemed to be addicted to mischief, deliberately moving his body and leaning towards Jing Hao's side.

  The scenery was good, but she felt a dangerous and ominous aura surrounding her, her body tensed up even more, and subconsciously moved closer to Shen Liang's seat.

  Liang Chen saw her slight movement, pulled a faint smile, wanting to avoid him?

  Thinking of this, he swept a glance over the table, then saw the lighter by Shen Liang's side, and slightly got up, stretching out his hand towards the lighter.

  He deliberately pressed his body against Jing's good body to take the lighter, and through two layers of thin clothes, he clearly felt her stiff body.

  He didn't even glance at her, but took the lighter and maintained his close posture to her, lit a cigarette, before slowly retreating back to his original position.

  The scenery was good, but she felt it was a very torturous time. In fact, it was only one minute, but she felt like she had been suffering in hell for many lifetimes, and even her breathing was held back.

  It wasn't until he left that she dared to take a light breath, her tightly strung heart finally settling back into its usual place, yet still pounding fiercely.

  She could tell he was doing it on purpose, she didn't know what else he would do next, and neither did she know if she could keep up this calm demeanor to cover it up.

  If she loses her composure, it will inevitably affect Shen Liang's reputation.

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