"Wen Qianqian, what are you thinking?"

Under the dim light, Song Huaian looked at the familiar gentle and gentle face in front of him, and really wanted to know what Wen Qianqian was thinking.

"I just want to make you happy."

Wen Qianqian was a little helpless, and her tone was also particularly gentle: "Don't you like her?"

The female model should be of the type that Song Huaian likes in terms of figure and appearance.

As a qualified and kept person, Wen Qianqian has studied Song Sanshao’s preferences a lot over the past year.

"Um?"

Hearing Wen Qianqian's words, Song Huaian was stunned and looked at the woman in his arms with a hint of pleasure: "I like her? Do you think so, then do you think I... like you?"

"Of course I like it."

Otherwise, why spend your wallet to support her?

Wen Qianqian answered seriously.

"What about you?" Song Huaian asked subconsciously, but after asking, he regretted it-

Even if these women don’t like him, they will like his money, so...how can there be other answers?

"I?"

Wen Qianqian was silent when she heard Song Huaian's words...

Like it?

Of course... no.

However, in front of the boss, especially Song Huaian, who holds a special grudge, Wen Qianqian really dares not tell the truth.

"I have no idea."

She lowered her eyes slightly, her tone slightly complicated.

These four words did not make Song Huaian angry, but he was a little happy-

His lovers in the past all liked him in a false way.

Of course, occasionally there are pure and artificial white lotus, who are drunk on his bed while holding his money, but when they get out of bed, they look like they are pure and innocent, and they are forced by you.

To be honest, Song Huaian has seen many women of all kinds. There are really few people who are as comfortable as Wen Qianqian, who are self-aware, and never make noise or argue with anything.

She wants whatever you give her.

If you make her cry, she will never laugh at you.

She will not be jealous, will not lose her temper, will not be willful, will not act spoiled, and will not even make him angry.

She seemed to have always been transparent and never cared about her sense of existence.

"Drink with me?"

Song Huaian looked at Wen Qianqian and docile, and felt that her name really matched her.

Perhaps it was because of the sudden interest that Song Huaian insisted on pulling Wen Qianqian to drink.

This was also the first time Wen Qianqian saw Song Huaian getting drunk. No, to be precise, both of them were drunk that night-

"Wen Qianqian, do you know that that night... I saw you at the dinner first and felt... you were very special? Really... very special."

Song Huaian was drunk, but his eyes were gentler than usual.

He never believed in love at first sight.

But if this world really falls in love at first sight, he will definitely be like that with her.

"What?"

Wen Qianqian, who was beside her, was also drunk at this time. She didn't hear Song Huaian clearly, and subconsciously came to him, squinted her eyes and asked.

"I said..."

Song Huaian looked at the beautiful and charming eyes in front of him, and his heart suddenly jumped. There was a throbbing that he had never felt before, and it flashed in his heart: "Wen Qianqian, do you love me?"

"Um."

Wen Qianqian probably got too drunk and would just agree in a daze.

"Will you never leave me?"

"Um."
Chapter completed!