Chapter 169 I Saw You in My Dream 2

As soon as she entered, the people in the box looked up at her.

An alternative intruder.

Ning Qing suppressed her embarrassment and smiled gently at the man on the high seat, "Shaoming, didn't you text me to come over? Here I am."

Everyone present was a savvy business person. Knowing that Ning Qing was Lu Shaoming's girlfriend, someone quickly smiled and said, "So it's Miss Ning. Lu Shaoming has been looking forward to seeing you for a long time. Since you won the title of Best Actress, I haven't seen you attend any social events. Today, we all follow Lu Shaoming and take a look at this actress."

"Yes, yes..." Everyone agreed.

Lu Shaoming took off his tweed coat and leaned lazily on the sofa, his two long legs overlapped with dignity. He turned the red wine in one hand and looked at Ning Qing with interest, but didn't speak.

If he didn't speak, the play would be a bit difficult to sing, especially since Ning Qing was still standing and everyone was sitting.

Those who tried to smooth things over looked at each other and glanced at Lu Shaoming, wondering what he meant.

This is Leng Ningqing's place.

Ning Qing's smile did not diminish, and she walked towards Lu Shaoming gracefully. She stood directly in front of the beauty and said politely, "Please make way."

She wants to sit here.

The beauty's face froze, and she said sarcastically, "Why doesn't Miss Ning have to accompany your brother Yunfan outside?"

Ning Qing replied calmly, "But Shaoming said that he can only accompany Brother Yunfan for ten minutes, and the rest of the time is his. You don't know that Mr. Lu is domineering in private."

"Ha, ha ha," the conversation quickly livened up the atmosphere, and someone teased, "Miss Ning, you can't play like this, you showed us your love as soon as you came on stage."

The beauty had nothing to say. Even if Ning Qing and Mu Yunfan were flirting outside, Lu Shaoming didn't say anything, and no one dared to bring it up.

And they were an open couple, and if she refused to stand up, it would be her face that was lost.

The beauty stood up, and Ning Qing sat next to Lu Shaoming.

"Shaoming." Ning Qing held his business vest with two fingers and called him softly.

Take the initiative to show goodwill.

Lu Shaoming looked at her sideways. His deep and wise eyes had seen through all her tricks. Silence was another kind of indulgence.

"Can I drink cold drinks? Ask someone to change the drinks and bring a cup of warm juice in." Lu Shaoming said in a low voice.

"Yes." Someone agreed.

"Hey," Ning Qing called the man and winked at Lu Shaoming playfully, "I want to drink beer. Who comes to the bar and drinks juice? Shaoming, just drink a small sip."

Lu Shaoming didn't say anything.

"Haha, that's right, Mr. Lu, just let Miss Ning have a taste. Drinking a small sip occasionally won't hurt your body." Others echoed.

"Well, then drink less." Lu Shaoming finally agreed.

He turned around and continued the topic that was interrupted just now with the boss beside him.

Lu Shaoming didn't say much, but it was enough for Ning Qing. Ning Qing turned her head to look at the beauty, and her eyes were making a gesture---low.

Total arrogance.

The beauty didn't expect that the seemingly gentle Ning Qing would change her face in an instant. She was very angry at her arrogance.

"Miss Ning, they men are talking about things, how about we sing? Let's see who sings better and let the machine score."

Looking at the confident eyes of the beauty, Ning Qing bravely challenged, "Okay."

...

Although Lu Shaoming was talking to others, his attention was attracted by Ning Qing.

The beauty was a public relations person, with great singing skills, and she could sing any song with 99 points. On the contrary, Ning Qing was not good at singing.

But Ning Qing's voice was clean and clear, with a natural girl's cuteness and warmth. She sang an old song of Teresa Teng---"Sweet Honey".

She didn't sing much skill, but she sang with her heart. The crisp singing sounded like the singing of the oriole in the valley, which was also gentle and beautiful.

Lu Shaoming saw her focused face in the corner of his eyes. After not seeing her for four days, she looked even more beautiful. Her bright and clean face was stunning without makeup. The white light reflected her red lips, white teeth and lively eyebrows.

Lu Shaoming rolled his Adam's apple.

Thinking of the text message just now, she said she was wrong, and she didn't think it was too late to know her mistake now.

Ning Qing finished singing the song, and the score came out, 78 points.

Ning Qing blushed, and heard the beauty laughing, "Miss Ning, I got 99 points, and your 78 points is far behind me."

Ning Qing pouted her pink lips, pinching Lu Shaoming's shirt sleeves with her little fingers, "Shaoming, is my singing so bad? 78."

Lu Shaoming looked back and looked at her pouting red lips. She had just drunk some beer, and the residual water on her lips made her lips pink.

"It's not bad, just one line is off-tune."

"What?"

Lu Shaoming's handsome body approached her, and his low, mellow and sexy voice echoed---I've seen you in my dreams, in my dreams...

Ning Qing's scalp numbed as she listened, and a current ran through her limbs and bones, burning her.

He...actually sang again!

I don't know what he is not good at, eight languages, dancing, singing, even this 90s hit song he hummed in a kind of male bewitching low voice.

Ning Qing thought of the French song he hummed in her ear that night...

Ning Qing's whole body was softened.

"Mr. Lu, I really didn't realize you are also a master of singing." Everyone flattered him. Just now, a waiter came in and poured a glass of red wine, and Lu Shaoming drank the red wine.

Ning Qing saw his male protruding Adam's apple rolling, and his appearance was so charming.

The white shirt on his arm was not rolled up, and his beautiful big palm was slender and distinct. At the wrist was a clean and soft shirt with a shiny silver button.

Ning Qing panicked and turned her eyes away, not daring to look anymore. This man was exquisite in every way, and she was afraid that she would have a nosebleed.

When she turned her eyes away, she saw the beautiful woman with a red face secretly glancing at Lu Shaoming, with an obsessive and admiring look on her face. Ning Qing almost stamped her feet in hatred. This man was too conspicuous and didn't know how to restrain himself.

No, I must warn him when I get home that he can only sing for her in the future!

At this time, a strong arm was across the back of the sofa she was leaning on, "Okay, everyone play by yourselves." The man next to her spoke.

Ning Qing trembled, her face was full of shame, and she didn't know what he meant by stretching his arm behind her?

"Okay, then we play by ourselves, and Mr. Lu and Miss Ning talk, haha." The people in the box saw a little bit of the meaning, and they all ran to the front to sing. Now only Lu Shaoming and Ning Qing were sitting on the sofa.

Ning Qing felt thirsty, so she reached out to take a drink and put it to her lips to drink.

The man beside her turned his head, put his hand close to her snow-white earlobe, and smiled, "That's my cup."

Ning Qing was embarrassed, and it was not right to put it down, so she had to blush and say, "Can't I drink from your cup? I insist on drinking it."

She took a sip of red wine.

When she put down the red wine glass, the man beside her was still staring at her, "Lu Shaoming, what are you looking at..."

The voice became weaker and weaker, only because Lu Shaoming's dark eyes stared at her red lips, and he glanced at her maturely and swayingly.

He didn't kiss her, but Ning Qing felt like she was kissed.