When I first met Liang Sheng, although I didn't think he was a gentleman, he wasn't that easy to seduce. Slowly, my reason turned into mush under his domineering attack, forcing all my worries back. I just felt an unknown fire rising up in a certain part of my body, spreading to every nerve in my body. It was like an electric current was passing through my limbs. The fine numbness made me tremble.
Just when I almost couldn't help but let out a slight gasp, he suddenly let go of my lips, looked at me with a meaningful but tender look, and the corners of his seductive lips curved, "This is it." Remember the French kiss!"
His eyes were so hot that it could easily make my body's temperature rise suddenly. Maybe it was because my face was too red, or maybe because my lips were a little red and swollen from being sucked on, but Liang Sheng strode forward and pushed me down on the conference table.
"Yan'er, I want you!" He swallowed, and I looked at his rolling Adam's apple, drawing an enchanting curve. Even if Liang Sheng doesn't do anything or say anything, he can easily captivate people's minds and make people think wildly, not to mention such a look full of desire.
His hand touched my earlobe, as if it was infected with electricity. It was a little itchy and numb. There was more and more paste in my mind, until all the space in my mind was filled. I naturally lost everything. Reason is completely blurred.
He seems to only call me 'Yan'er' at such times. He usually calls me Shen Yan, or Yan Yan. When we first met, he called me by my full name, and I felt a little nervous. He called me Yan Yan, I bumped into each other like a deer, and every time he called me Yan'er, I instantly became elated.
"Yan'er, you're so impatient!" He probably thought I wanted it. Regardless, he kissed me and took my hand to unbuckle his belt. He finally opened the hidden buckle and held his cell phone. The bell rang just in time.
His phone number.
For the first time, I felt that his cell phone ringtone was so pleasant, as if it was tainted with magic. After listening to it for a few seconds, all the rationality that had been stolen from me returned to my brain.
I pulled away from him hard and said, "Phone."
"Don't answer!" On this revolutionary road, Mr. Liang was extremely persistent. Let alone a phone call, even if it was an earthquake, he would use the rhythm of the earthquake to eat me up and then find a way to escape.
I was really worried that the ringtone would provoke someone, so I reached out and groped randomly inside Liang Sheng's suit jacket, and finally found the source of the sound.
I took the phone out forcefully and glanced at the screen. It was Chu Jin's call. He called right after he left. It must be something important. Otherwise, according to his character, he would never bother Boss Liang at this time, knowing that Liang Sheng and I were alone.
"***!" Liang Sheng gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, then answered the phone angrily: "You'd better have something urgent!"
Because we were so close, I could hear Chu Jin's voice inside even without the voiceover, "Well, it seems that my call came at the wrong time? Did it ruin your good deeds? But there is nothing we can do. Boss Liang, the chairman is back. Got it!"
Liang Sheng didn't have a particularly obvious expression. Everyone in Yuan Sheng knew that Liang Mohua would come back, but it seemed to be much earlier than I expected.
I slipped out from under Liang Sheng's armpit and quickly put on my clothes, fearing that he would start the offensive again as soon as he hung up the phone.
"Got it!" Liang Sheng's voice was a little low, sounding like he didn't want Liang Mohua to come back.
Liang Sheng retied the belt that he had finally untied, dusted off the wrinkled shirt, raised his head and buttoned the top button. I raised my chin slightly, fixed the tie in a precise position, buttoned my jacket, and then put my left hand into my trouser pocket with satisfaction, and pinched my cheek with my right hand. I was mesmerized by the series of actions. He was indeed a complete evildoer. His movements were both gentle and elegant, as well as charming and romantic. Anyone who saw him would be moved by him.
He stretched out his long legs, put his arms around my shoulders, and said, "Don't worry, Chu Jin will come to work wrapped in gauze tomorrow!"
Me: "." Don't worry? What kind of consolation is this for him? He is clearly the one who is dissatisfied with his desires, but he says it as if I am even more disappointed.
I silently prayed for Chu Jin in my heart, hoping for a harmonious society without killing and violence.
(End of chapter)