A layer of coldness climbed up Jiang Wanwan's back, "I know my weight, so how dare I show off my skills?"

He Shengting raised his hand and pulled her ear gently, "Where are you scolding me?"

Jiang Wanwan shook her head, half of her face was blocked by a scarf, and she looked obedient and soft.

So, He Shengting couldn't help but chased her earlobe with his fingertips.

The unexpected actions made Jiang Wanwan stunned.

When she realized her reaction, He Shengting had already lowered his hand.

After his body stood up straight, he finally opened a little distance. The feeling of oppression was not that strong.

Just as Jiang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, He Shengting raised his hand again, and this time he took off her scarf.

"It's quite cold. You female companion is derelict in your duties, and I have to do it myself." As he said that, he poked the scarf around his neck.

Her scarf was gray-blue solid color, and he was not at all wearing it. It was surprisingly harmonious with his clothes today.

His temperament is obviously ascetic, but occasionally he feels a little childish.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't understand him.

He Shengting left gracefully. When Jiang Wanwan entered the door, he saw Jiang Xinyue applying her forehead with an ice bag.

She glared at Jiang Wanwan in anger.

Jiang Wanwan swept to the flowers on the table, pursed her lips, and raised her feet upstairs.

The New Year is coming soon and the winter vacation is coming. The training school has activities every year. Jiang Wanwan is busy scheduling dances for the children, leaving early and returning late all day.

When the children were picked up by their parents, Jiang Wanwan cleaned up the classroom. When she got off work, it was already dark outside.

The cold wind penetrated into her neck, causing her to tremble unconsciously. She quickly took out a scarf from her bag and put it on.

After the previous one was robbed by He Shengting, she bought a new one for herself. This time she bought pink.

Next time I meet that shameless person, if I don’t believe it, he will have the nerve to snatch it away and hang it around my neck.

As soon as I thought of him, my phone rang.

After pausing for two seconds, Jiang Wanwan picked it up and said, "Hey, hello."

"It's me, Miss Jiang, long time no see." The caller ID was He Shengting, but Yan Jingyao was speaking.

"Hello, Mr. Yan."

"Everyone is old acquaintances, don't be so reserved. It's been so long. I don't know how well my painting is, so I just want to call you. I can't explain it clearly on the phone. He Shengting and I are having dinner in Shuangting, and I will have someone come to pick you up."

Jiang Wanwan said no, "I will ask about that painting once every two days. Although it is difficult to repair it, I finally haven't encountered many obstacles. It has been repaired for half. I have a photo and I will send it to you later."

"But I don't have your WeChat message. Why don't you send it to He Shengting and I'll ask him to transfer it to me."

Jiang Wanwan agreed.

Yan Jingyao said again: "The person who picked you up is already on the way, wait for a few minutes."

"No need for Mr. Yan, thank you for your kindness. I have eaten and ready to wash up." Jiang Wanwan casually gave an excuse.

"That's it." He elongated his tone.

Then, both sides said goodbye and closed the line.

Jiang Wanwan returned home and sent several photos of the repair process of the painting to He Shengting.

Finally, the text is attached: Please forward it to Mr. Yan, thank you!

The other party didn't move.

Jiang Wanwan didn't expect him to return, so she washed and prepared to go to bed.

Just as I was about to turn on my phone to mute it, I received a voice from He Shengting.

"I have a photo for you to see, too." His voice was hoarse and his words were not as clear as usual.

Like drinking.

Then Jiang Wanwan's cell phone shook, and the photo sent by He Shengting was the scene where she was standing on the steps in front of the office building of the training school today and was talking to Yan Jingyao.

When he was caught lying, Jiang Wanwan uncomfortably plucked his hair, not knowing how to go back.

He Shengting sent another message: If you are so forced to be a female companion, it would be better to return the picture "The Death of the Blue Bird" to me. Liangqing.

How could this be? Yan Jingyao's paintings were almost repaired!

Jiang Wanwan was so anxious that she called He Shengting immediately, but the cold female voice told her that the other party had turned off.

Jiang Wanwan pulled her hair in regret. What did He Shengting grow up with? He was simply everywhere and omnipotent!

So the next day, Yan Jingyao called again and invited her to play, but Jiang Wanwan dared not refuse.

Yan Jingyao specially sent someone to pick her up. The venue for the party was Yan Jingyao's golf club.

His industry is basically related to eating, drinking and having fun. He has a very high vision, so he must do it to the extreme.

So when Jiang Wanwan got off the car, she was shocked by her vast vision.

Passing through the wide golf course is the newly built polo course.

This is built according to the specifications of Palm Beach, with a spacious and exquisite facilities. No wonder everyone says, "Only two things can stop you from playing polo, dying or bankruptcy." "Polo is the passport leading to the top of this world."

Soon, Jiang Wanwan saw Yan Jingyao coming.

She looked around for a moment.

"Who are you looking for?" Yan Jingyao asked knowingly.

Jiang Wanwan withdrew her gaze and said, "I didn't look for anyone."

Yan Jingyao pointed at her behind her, "Here, the person you are looking for is here."

Turning his head, he saw He Shengting wearing a riding outfit, leading a strong white horse across the racecourse.

He did not wear glasses today, and his tall figure was more handsome and uncast by his tall clothes. His steps were steady, from far to near, and he was arrogant.

"Are you handsome?" Yan Jingyao couldn't help but sigh, "He has good horse skills and first-class horse control skills. Once he goes on the stage, he will be bent by men. Some people in the circle want to imitate him and show off their limelight, and finally a famous saying about He Shengting was circulated."

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan's face showed a little curiosity, Yan Jingyao couldn't help but smile, "The one who led the white horse may be He Shengting, or Zhu Bajie."

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help laughing, her eyes were shattered.

When He Shengting approached, he saw her smiling at Yan Jingyao with her eyes curled. The cold color stained his eyes and asked, "Why are you here?"

Before Jiang Wanwan could answer, Yan Jingyao responded: "Ms. Jiang is my guest, don't scare people."

He Shengting said "Haha" twice: "She is so brave."

Jiang Wanwan frowned, you are the dog!

"Stop pretending, you two even put on couple scarves. Are you not tired of acting?" Yan Jingyao looked at their scarves with some point.

Only then did Jiang Wanwan notice that He Shengting wore the one he snatched her last time.

The new one she bought was the same style, but the colors were different.

The scarf that costs fifty yuan per piece is a very different grade from He Shengting's usual clothes. Jiang Wanwan thought he would wear it once and threw it away, but he didn't expect it to be kept until now.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't explain to Yan Jingyao, and he just kept his head down and said nothing. However, He Shengting said, "I didn't want it, it's a bit of a neck thorn."

As he said that, he pulled the scarf.
Chapter completed!