Chapter 399: Child

The situation on the street today is a good interpretation of an old song, "Lonely people are shameful", many couples, talking and laughing, walking hand in hand on the road, girls' arms, generally hugging A bouquet of flowers, and those who are alone seem to be walking along the side of the road consciously.

Like Huang Jingping, Feng Yiping was also thinking that some of these flowers must have been bought in his own shop. Before he came out, he received a call and said that there were almost no flowers left in the shop. There are quite a few in stock.

This profoundly illustrates a problem. In this game of chasing men and women, it is true that the man takes the initiative more, and on this day, there should be not a few girls who receive more than one bouquet of flowers.

What he didn't expect was that the small downstairs of the company was actually very lively today, with cars parked on both sides, ranging from Xiali to BMW, with different grades, and there was a man beside the car who was well dressed in such a cold weather. The handsome men ranged in age from their twenties to their forties.

These men were a little upset when they saw a car with a foreign license plate driving straight to the downstairs door. Where did this guy come from, thinking that because of a good car, he could come to the capital to play wild?

However, the strange thing is that instead of politely asking him to remove the car, the security guard downstairs greeted the people in the car with a smile. What's going on?

They understood after a while, because those people who came out of the building greeted the people in the car warmly. It seemed that this was either a partner or a supervisor in the company.

Huang Jingping and Fang Yingzhi, who was holding a bouquet of flowers, got off the elevator talking and laughing, and saw the car at the door at a glance, let go of Fang Yingzhi's hand, and walked over with a smile, "Aren't there any flowers?"

Feng Yiping helped her open the car door, "It's in the back seat,"

Huang Jingping hugged the bouquet of flowers to her chest with a smile, squinted her eyes and sniffed, "It's not too bad!"

Sure enough, no girl today would not care about this.

"Go, I'll take you to a big meal,"

"Okay," Huang Jingping put on her seat belt, and waved to Fang Yingzhi, who was watching by the car, "Goodbye, Yingzhi!"

"Goodbye," Fang Yingzhi said with concern, "Drink less wine at night."

As soon as Feng Yiping turned it on, he heard a person next to him yelling, "Yingzhi, this way," a burly man in his thirties who was standing next to the Jetta, wearing a black leather jacket with a big fur collar and combing his hair back, was delighted. He shouted at Fang Yingzhi, and opened the car door graciously.

Fang Yingzhi glanced at Feng Yiping and the others, smiled and walked over to get in the car.

The burly man was a little agitated, and eagerly ran to the driver's seat and stuffed himself in, "You look so beautiful today!" He boasted.

"thanks!"

But this time the car couldn't move, and as the crowds of people came out of get off work, the cars that received the people started up one by one, and there was some congestion. Fang Yingzhi watched Feng Yiping and his car go away, and suddenly said, "I'm sorry, Boss Yang, I remembered that there was a file left in the office to be processed at night, and I had to go up and pick it up."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

After waiting until all the cars and people were gone, Fang Yingzhi still didn't come down. Finally, he waited for a call from Fang Yingzhi, "I'm sorry, Boss Yang, I'm so unlucky, I was arrested by the boss just now, help him Catch an important document, I can't accompany you to dinner tonight, next time, next time I will treat you."

Fang Yingzhi was upstairs, watching Boss Yang get out of the car and walk into the building, and then came out resentfully after a while - he must have been stopped by the security guards, he looked upstairs a few times unwillingly, so he was not reconciled Back in the car, when driving away, there was still a piercing noise. It is estimated that Boss Yang's mood is the same at this time.

This boss surnamed Yang, whom she met when she was negotiating the storefront, is a "demolition generation". The courtyard passed down from the ancestors was demolished, and several houses and storefronts were compensated. When she ate, she didn't agree once.

There's no way, Boss Yang's model is really not the one she likes.

Leaving aside the taste of the food, I have to say that in terms of adjusting the atmosphere, Western restaurants are indeed better than most Chinese restaurants, especially tonight, except for a few lights left on the walls of the restaurant. Illuminated by candles, coupled with the decoration of flowers and elegant soft piano music, the whole restaurant really creates a romantic atmosphere.

The couples who were eating were also talking softly, looking at the other half with affection, and there were not a few of them holding hands together on the table.

"Tell me, will there be a scene where someone proposes tonight?" Huang Jingping whispered.

"Maybe," Feng Yiping replied. It is estimated that there are quite a few people planning to do this tonight.

But he was secretly slandering in his heart, what a traitor! With this arrangement, even electricity bills are saved.

There was a bottle of French dry red in the set meal. When sobering up, Feng Yiping stopped the waiter, "Just pour half of it, and I'll take the rest home to make sangria,"

The waiter followed his request half-understood, Huang Jingping was a little puzzled, "What is sangria?"

"To put it simply, it is to add Sprite to wine,"

"Oh," Huang Jingping understood, as long as Feng Yiping said, she thought it would be fine.

The waiter who poured the wine couldn't hold the bottle steady for a moment, and there was an undisguised sneer from the table behind them.

In fact, this is one of the places that completely copy foreign western restaurants, which is not in line with the national conditions. In terms of privacy protection, it is not even as good as the noodle restaurant at home.

Feng Yiping didn't bother to pay attention to the people at the table behind him. He didn't believe how many people in China could get used to the sourness of dry red and appreciate the pure fruity aroma inside. If they weren't born in a Western-style family or stayed abroad Over the years, most of the people holding the cup and shaking it are estimated to be 13.

"Did you know, add fruit and juice to it, and it's the national drink of Spain, sangria."

The laughter behind him stopped abruptly, and a female voice asked softly, "Is this really the case?"

Small! Feng Yiping didn't bother to listen to their next conversation. Compared with me, you are really a fool!

The knives and forks of both of them are not very dexterous, Feng Yiping is better, Huang Jingping learns from Feng Yiping, but there is nothing to be ashamed of, don't you see, the posture of those foreigners using chopsticks when eating Chinese food is weird to the old school like Feng Zhenchang People can't wait to hit people when they see it, but Feng Yiping doesn't think that their behavior is rude, it's just a habit.

This meal is really about the atmosphere, girls seem to like this kind of tone, and Huang Jingping is the same, she spends very little time eating, most of the time is spent talking to Feng Yiping.

But to Feng Yiping's relief, there wasn't a scene where he knelt down to propose marriage or hid the ring in the dish all night.

Feng Yiping really went out with the half-bottle of wine for the appallingly small dessert, which tasted pretty good after eating, even if it didn't drink Sprite, it wouldn't be cheap for this unscrupulous restaurant.

When he was going back, he specially asked Huang Jingping to drive. While she was parking the car, he quickly ran into the house and locked the door behind him.

Huang Jingping pushed the door and refused to open it. Guessing that he might be doing some tricks inside, she smiled and waited quietly.

She could hear the sound of him going up and down the stairs, "Slow down!"

After a while, Feng Yiping said to her in the room, "Close your eyes,"

Hehe, it was quite serious, Huang Jingping closed her eyes as she said, Feng Yiping opened the door, covered her eyes with his hands, and led her into the room, "You can open your eyes now!"

As soon as Huang Jingping opened her eyes, although she was prepared, she couldn't help but let out a "wow".

The lights were not turned on at home, and along the stairs, two rows of red candles were lit meanderingly, and they were scented. On both sides of each step, there was a bunch of bright red roses. At the beginning of the stairs, there was a The heart-shaped arch made of balloons of various colors is really a scene that only exists in movies!

She looked at Feng Yiping happily, "That's why you let me have lunch at the company?"

Feng Yiping nodded, "Do you like it?"

"I like it so much!" Huang Jingping put her arms around Feng Yiping's neck and offered a sweet kiss, "I want you to hug me up,"

Who would refuse such a request?

When going up the stairs, Huang Jingping's breathing became more and more rapid, and her hands were groping around Feng Yiping's body irregularly. After entering the bedroom, she saw a heart shape made of candles lit on the floor, and a balloon made of balloons on the bedside wall. Another heart shape, and a heart-shaped pattern of rose petals on the bed, the whole person is going to melt.

However, when she fell on the bed, Huang Jingping suddenly turned over and sat on Feng Yiping. Is this the rhythm of turning over from a serf to become a master!

For a while, the shadow of the candle was shaking red, and it was turned red...

After a long time, most of Huang Jingping's shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, lying on Feng Yiping's chest with a flushed face, without speaking, her right hand drew circles on his chest one after another.

"Cover the quilt, and be careful not to catch a cold," Feng Yiping kissed her on the head, and lovingly covered her with the quilt.

Huang Jingping hummed a few times happily, then opened her eyes suddenly, looked at Feng Yiping burningly, and said in a sweet voice, "Yiping, why don't we have a baby!"