I almost touched the moon

Back at the banquet, Tang Siyan sat in Cheng Che's seat and chatted with Pei Shuyang.

Cheng Che couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene. Fortunately, Qiu Xuanyan said to him, "I'm ready to leave too. How about you sit here, Mr. Cheng?"

"No, I have to go too. I'll ask the driver to pick me up. Thank you, Mr. Qiu."

Pei Shuyang heard their conversation and stood up and asked, "You are all leaving, so I am going to leave too. Mr. Qiu, may I have the honor to invite you to have a drink with me?"

"Let's do it another day." Qiu Xuanyan politely smiled and refused, "I have an appointment with a friend today."

Cheng Che turned around and asked, "Is Songsong here?"

"Yes." Qiu Xuanyan replied, "He just sent me a WeChat message saying he was at the door."

"She didn't even tell me." Cheng Che sighed helplessly and complained to Qiu Xuanyan, "Other people value love over friendship, but what is she doing? She values ​​friendship over love?"

Qiu Xuanyan was about to speak, but was interrupted by Tang Siyan, "Brother Ache, do you know Sister Songsong?"

Cheng Che didn't want to pay attention to her. Qiu Xuanyan glanced at her and said coldly, "Does it matter to you whether I know him or not?"

He then said hello to Cheng Che and Pei Shuyang, "Then I'll be leaving first."

Cheng Che quickly followed and said to her, "Boss Qiu, wait for me, let's go together."

When Tang Siyan saw this scene, she was so angry that she wanted to sweep everything on the table to the ground. She muttered to herself, Cheng Che and Qiu Xuanyan were not very familiar with each other before, how come they were like old friends now, and Cheng Che even knew Wen Song.

Although he was extremely angry, he did not dare to show it in front of everyone. He could only suppress his anger and curse quietly, then followed them to find out what was going on.

As soon as he arrived at the lobby, Cheng Che saw Wen Song sitting at a booth on the side drinking tea. She was wearing a black coat with a black silk satin dress, and even transparent black stockings, which made her legs look even more slender and long. With the red-soled stiletto heels on her feet, she looked elegant and sexy.

When he saw him, Wen Song stood up from his seat, walked in front of him, looked up at him and said with a smile: "Brother Che, there is a World Championship in February, do you want me to come to the scene to cheer for you?"

Hearing her words, Cheng Che knew that Qiu Xuanyan had told her everything that had just happened. He put his arms around her waist, pecked her lips gently and said, "Yes, of course, you must come."

"I'm afraid there will be too many people and I won't be able to get in line." Wen Song said half-jokingly, and she also stretched out her arm to put her arm around his neck. She always thought that Cheng Che was suitable for black, but she didn't expect that the gray suit would make his skin look whiter and his facial features more delicate, more refined than the black suit.

"You're dressed so beautifully, are you secretly seducing this little girl behind my back?" She stood on tiptoe with a wicked smile and gently kissed the corner of Cheng Che's lips.

Cheng Che saw that she was dressed exquisitely and sexy today, and yet she was clinging to him at this moment, with the smell of perfume lingering around his nose. It was not her usual woody scent, but a faint iris scent. He wanted to carry her to the hotel room immediately and have sex with her there.

"What about you?" Cheng Che asked back, "Why are you wearing something so sexy so late at night?"

"Sexy?" Wen Song took a look and said, "This is not a normal outfit."

"You usually wear a T-shirt, long pants, down jacket and sneakers. When have you ever worn black stockings and high heels?" Cheng Che muttered silently, not daring to look at her legs again.

"I don't have time to put on makeup. If I wasn't afraid of being treated as an idiot, I would wear a down jacket over my pajamas and slippers when going out. And in Germany, if you wear stilettos, your heels will sink into the cracks of the ground after just a few steps."

Wen Songduo had the idea to do something bad, "So you like to dress like this, you've learned bad habits."

"Don't leave. Stay with me tonight, okay?" Cheng Che hugged her and said coquettishly, "I really miss you."

"Not tonight." Wen Song refused with a smile, "Xuan Yan, another friend and I have made an appointment. Can I accompany you in a few days? Xuan Yan will go to Tahiti in a few days. I will accompany you every day."

"You make me feel like I'm your secret lover, and Qiu Xuanyan is your real husband." Cheng Che thought of what Pei Shuyang had just said and curled his lips in displeasure.

"Why do you say that about yourself? You're becoming more and more childish." Wen Song smiled and hugged him, saying, "Okay, there won't be many days left. I'll be with you after the first, okay?"

Suddenly, Cheng Che noticed the ring on her left ring finger, frowned and asked, "What is this? Where is the ring I gave you?"

"Xuan Yan gave it to me. I just changed it up. Don't be angry." Wen Song tried his best to coax him. "A Che, it's just a small thing. You won't mind it, right?"

"It's not a small matter..." Cheng Che lowered his head unhappily, "Why don't you wear it on other fingers? Sister's ring finger can only wear the ring I gave her."

"Cheng Che." Wen Song looked at him, his expression instantly turning cold, "Don't you think you're meddling too much?"

Seeing her cold and slightly unhappy expression, although Cheng Che was unhappy, he did not dare to insist any longer and could only say to her: "I just hope that my sister would care about me a little more."

"I care about you a lot, idiot." Wen Song hugged him tightly and patted his back gently to comfort him. "Don't make me sound like a sea king. Be obedient. I'll take you home later. I really have something to do tonight."

At this time, Qiu Xuanyan also came over and said to Wen Song, "You two are so sweet, Song Song, why don't you accompany Master Cheng tonight? I'm afraid that if I snatch you away, he will really assassinate me."

"Where are you going tonight?" Cheng Che asked, "Maybe I can come with you?"

"Let's go sing. If Mr. Cheng doesn't mind, we can come together." Qiu Xuanyan invited generously.

"No!" Wen Song immediately refused with a tough attitude, "A Che, I'll take you home."

"Why can't I come together?" Cheng Che was also a little dissatisfied, looking at Wen Song and asked in a deep voice.

"My singing is terrible and I don't want you to hear it..." Wen Song looked at Qiu Xuanyan with a pleading look, expecting her to say a few words for him.

"I don't mind. And President Qiu doesn't mind either." Cheng Che smiled and put his arms around her waist again, holding her in his arms.

"I mind..." Wen Song said a little disappointedly, "Ache, next time, okay?"

Seeing that Wen Song really didn't want Cheng Che to "appreciate" her singing, Qiu Xuanyan also said to Cheng Che: "In fact, it's not just Song Song. My other friend and I both sing a little bit badly. If Master Cheng were here, we would be embarrassed to show off. Sorry."

Seeing her say that, Cheng Che had no choice but to give up. He let Wen Song go and smiled at Qiu Xuanyan and said, "I was just joking. Have fun then."

Then he said to Wen Song, "You are not allowed to drink, understand?"

"Got it." Wen Song stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek, "You're so good. I'll take you home. We also need to go back to the city."

When they arrived at the parking lot, Qiu Xuanyan very tactfully opened the back door and said to Cheng Che, "Mr. Cheng, please sit in the front."

Cheng Che did not refuse and sat directly in the co-pilot's seat, smiling and jokingly saying, "I'm a little curious about how bad our Isseylia's singing is. I've never heard her sing once."

"You're just bringing up something irrelevant, aren't you?" Wen Song glanced at him and said unhappily, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll leave you here."

"I was wrong." Cheng Che quickly begged for mercy, "Sister, no matter how bad your singing is, I still love you."

"I'm so jealous." Qiu Xuanyan couldn't help but sigh. "I just remember that when Song Song was in elementary school, she was selected to join the school choir because of her good looks. But as soon as she opened her mouth, the teacher asked her to withdraw. She even cried for a long time because of this."

"Which teacher is so ignorant?" Cheng Che echoed Qiu Xuanyan's words, "Even if Song Song's singing is not good, her face is still a good thing."

"Yes, but later on the teacher couldn't bear to part with me as a front man, so he made me the conductor."

After arriving at Cheng Che's door, he kissed Wen Song's forehead reluctantly and whispered in her ear: "Then I'll leave first. You have to accompany me every day from now on. You promised me."

"I know." Wen Song also kissed him, "Go back quickly and go to bed early."