Chapter 751: The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (5)

Chapter 751: The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (5)

The dark and lonely boy and his red and white roses? (V)

So soft.

When this thought flashed through Song Ning's mind, he even subconsciously took a sip of it.

It's a little sweet, with a hint of wine, the type he would like.

"you……"

A light sound of inhaling cold air came from his ears, and Song Ning subconsciously loosened his lips and licked it lightly with his tongue unconsciously.

Both fell silent.

a long time.

For the first time, Song Ning tried to save his precarious image, "...If I say I didn't mean it, would you believe me?"

"...Get up from me first before you talk."

Lance's expression seemed a little stiff. He held Song Ning's shoulder with one hand, as if he was supporting him but also as if he was trying to push him away.

"Feel sorry."

Song Ning stood up straight and apologized.

"I definitely didn't mean it."

"……I see."

Lance said this but didn't let Song Ning continue to support him. He took out a bunch of keys and handed them over.

"My license plate is..., please drive over here. I'll wait for you."

Song Ning looked at the distance between the two of them, took the key and turned away.

The moment he turned around, a flush appeared on his face, as if he was drunk.

We kissed in just one day!

Her lips are so soft and sweet, the feeling of kissing them is something I can only dream of!

The night wind was cool, but Song Ning's heart was burning.

It turns out that there is a way to achieve his goal. It doesn't require money, only some small tricks, and it won't cause misunderstandings.

He must have done something wrong before, otherwise why would he spend 100,000 only to be able to shake hands with Lin Qi?

And tonight he made two thousand five hundred and had already kissed Lance.

This is what he really wants to do, and this is what is truly worth doing!

The car was easy to find; it was indeed the most inconspicuous one.

When Song Ning drove the car over, he got out and opened the door for Lance.

Lance felt a little uncomfortable, but thanked him gently.

"No need actually, I can do it myself, but thank you anyway."

Song Ning pretended to be embarrassed and shook his head, while handing over a box of mints.

"It's what I should have done, not to mention that I just offended you."

"Have some mints to wake you up?"

Lance took a look at it and took it without eating it.

Song Ning sat back in the driver's seat, then turned back as if he had suddenly realized something, "Excuse me, can you give me a mint? I'm afraid that my mouth will smell like alcohol, and it would be bad if I get caught for drunk driving later."

"You didn't drink..."

The conversation was interrupted as Lance looked out the window and handed the box over.

A hint of success flashed across Song Ning's eyes hidden under his hair. He pretended to reach over his head and grab the box and the man's slender fingertips together. His neatly trimmed nails lightly stroked the palm of his hand along with his movements.

"I'll just eat one, and the rest will be for you, the guest."

Song Ning used words to cover up his joy and trembling at the moment. The mint candy seemed too stimulating. He shuddered, "The mint candy is a little cold."

he explained.

Lance looked at his back and said 'hmm'.

The back seat was quiet on the road, and Song Ning, who was driving, was also very quiet for some reason. The car drove to an old residential area. After Song Ning confirmed again and again, his heart tightened and then he became excited.

"Hello, sir. We have arrived at the address you mentioned. Do you need me to take you upstairs?"

He was looking forward to it, yet a little worried.

Lance seemed to be on guard against something, "No, just park the car and return the keys to me."

As he spoke, he took out his phone and said, "I don't have any cash, can I transfer the tip?"

"Actually, no, you can transfer money."

Song Ning coughed twice and said, "In our line of work, we still have to be polite, but it would be best if we could get a tip. Thank you, customer."

He parked the car, and Lance took the keys as agreed, then took out his phone and scanned a tip for him.

Song Ning couldn't help but hold the phone tightly, fearing that he would drop it.

"Okay, go back first. Sorry to bother you tonight."

Lance stood there without moving, his eyes indifferent as if he was on guard.

Song Ning was a little disappointed, but quickly nodded.

"Good guest, I wish you a sweet dream tonight."

He turned around and strode forward, feeling as if he was about to fly.

What about precautions?

He had already gotten so much tonight, even a tip, and the house he rented was on the other side of this community!

It's like God is helping him!

He pretended to leave the community, but actually went around in a circle and came back quickly.

However, Lance had obviously left while he was gone, so he was unable to see with his own eyes where Lance lived.

Song Ning was not too disappointed. He picked up his phone and prepared to call his manager to tell him that he would be off work tonight.

As soon as the call was connected, he was scolded.

Song Ning was stunned for a moment before he opened his mouth in surprise.

"...Manager, is this box number 13? Not box number 3?"

"You went to bag number three?"

The manager knew what was going on as soon as he heard it and was immediately furious.

"What's so good about Box 3? That's just a useless little artist. How can he spend as much as the little star in Box 13? And where are you? Didn't I tell you to ask them to open more drinks? Where are you?"

So that’s it!

Not only did Song Ning not feel depressed, but he looked up at the sky with excitement.

His life must have finally changed!

His luck had come, and he finally had such a lucky day. Otherwise, how could he have misheard it as Box No. 3?

Otherwise, how would he discover that there was someone in this world whom he liked more than Lin Qi?

What is Linqi?

For a moment, Song Ning was even glad that he did not enter box number 13 tonight, and the person he saw with his own eyes was not Lin Qi.

He is not stupid. The manager said at the time that young stars are difficult to serve. Since it is really Linqi in box No. 13, it must be Linqi.

Song Ning didn't know whether Lin Qi was easy to get along with or not, but he spent fifty or sixty thousand and still couldn't kiss Lin Qi, and even had to increase the price to one hundred thousand to go to a fan meeting!

One hundred thousand dollars for just a meeting?

It's too extravagant. I might as well use it to buy a new house and rent a house in the community near Lans. The closer you are to the water, the better off you are...

"Are you listening? Do you still want to do this?"

The manager was furious.

Song Ning thought about it, and thought about it again.

"Then I'm quitting. Manager, please find someone else."

Since he didn't need to go to the meet-and-greet, the more than 30,000 yuan he had saved was enough to rent a new house.

He needs to free up some time at night. He needs to make new plans on how he can get the Lance he has set his eyes on now. He wants to get this more perfect man!

Song Ning held the phone with a paranoid and crazy look on his face. Suddenly he reached out and touched his lips, and the corners of his mouth that seemed to be slightly upturned appeared between his fingers.