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The group of girls, led by the waiter, happened to stop at the door of Su Zhinian's box.

The movement of Song Qingchun who wanted to take back her eyes stopped.

She saw the waiter reached out and knocked on the box door where Su Zhinian was, then pushed the door open and led the group of girls into it.

Song Qingchun frowned, staring at the direction of Su Zhinian's box, and never retracted her gaze.

The elevator door opened, and Cheng Qingcong stepped in. Seeing that Song Qingchun was still at the door, she reminded: "Miss Song, the elevator door is open."

Song Qingchun looked back, turned his head towards Cheng Qingcong, and then walked towards the elevator. Before entering the elevator, Song Qingchun turned his head and looked at Su Zhinian’s box, looking When the waiter came out from inside, the girl behind him changed from about ten to three.

That is to say, there are about seven girls left in the box where Su Zhinian is?

"Miss Song? Why did you stop again?" Cheng Qingcong yelled at Song Qingchun, who stopped still.

Song Qingchun took his gaze back, didn't answer Cheng Qingcong's question, and absently walked into the elevator.

The elevator door closes and descends.

Song Qingchun stared at the red numbers that were constantly jumping above the elevator doors, and then there were a few voluptuous and charming girls in her mind.

The elevator stopped on the fourth floor. Cheng Qingcong saw Song Qingchun standing still, and reminded her again.

After the two people walked out of the elevator, Cheng Qingcong opened to the careless Song Qingqing's concern and asked, "Miss Song, are you uncomfortable? How do you think your condition is not particularly good?"

"No." Song Qingchun shook his head and twitched his lips at Cheng Qingcong.

Cheng Qingcong then smiled at ease.

When ordering food, Song Qingchun lost her mind several times.

Cheng Qingcong knew that Song Qingnian was in the news. She was previously arranged by Su Zhinian to accompany Song Qingnian, so she went to the Internet to read the news reported by Song Qingnian. Now she is waiting for the dishes. The stars she interviewed pretended to be gossip, asking whether the news of the stars was true or false, and asking them whether they actually looked better than they were on the screen?

The more excited Cheng Qingcong was in chatting, the more he appeared to be lacking in Song Qingchun's interest. In the end, chatting and chatting, Song Qingchun suddenly changed the subject: "How many people did Su Zhinian clear tonight?"

"Just Mr. Li alone." Cheng Qingcong poured a cup of hot tea to Song Qingchun.

One? Song Qingchun frowned, that is to say, in the box upstairs, only Su Zhinian and Mr. Li were two men? The two men called about seven girls? In other words, an average person is three and a half?

In Song Qingchun’s mind, three charming young girls immediately appeared, surrounded by Su Zhinian’s picture, and then she squeezed her chopsticks with a violent force, thrusting the lion head out of the bowl. One piece happened to fall on her wrist.

When the lion head flew out, she brought some soup, which was a little hot, and her wrists quickly turned red.

"Miss Song, are you okay?" Cheng Qingcong quickly drew a wet tissue and handed it over.

Song Qingchun just returned a "no", held wet tissues, and calmed down again.

She wiped her wrists with wet wipes. How did she hold on to it?