Longcheng, Bian family.
The banquet began when the day was devoured, and the moonlight outlined the rushing water-like luxury cars and the solemn and gorgeous European-style buildings at the end of the manor.
The splendid giant chandelier hangs down from the ceiling, reflecting the smooth and elegant off-white intarsia floor, the long tables are neatly arranged, and the well-dressed men and women are smiling and smiling.
Among the many celebrities, Liang Xiao undoubtedly belongs to the very eye-catching category.
Industry upstarts, heirs of wealthy families, young wizards, no matter which name they are, they are enough to make people look at him - not to mention that he is young and looks really outstanding.
Tonight he wore a well-tailored pure black suit. Under the light, his cold white skin showed a bit of aloofness and arrogance. Just standing there, he could attract the attention of many young ladies and wives.
The only thing that is a little weird is that Liang Xiao, who is famous for his indifference, is now looking at the phone with a low brow and a smile that is like a thin thread, slightly but long on his lips.
"Boss, according to my statistics, up to now, a total of twelve women have stopped to look at you." As the happy little secretary beside Mr. Liang, Gao Junming dutifully performed the task of statistics, "four of them came to I approached you, and the most beautiful second lady of the Song family even gave me a strawberry cake, but she was rejected outright by you on the grounds of 'don't like sweets'."
Liang Xiao looked away from the chat interface of the mobile phone and glanced at him lightly: "If you continue to struggle with this, the deadline for the report will come earlier..."
"Boss, I was wrong!"
Gao Junming hurriedly swallowed some snacks to suppress his shock, and couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Are you chatting with the proprietress?"
He was amused by this title, and raised the corners of his mouth very lightly: "Well, Madam Boss."
really.
Gao Junming applauded his wit in his heart, but thinking about it carefully, it seems that the only one who can make their Boss laugh at his mobile phone is the boss.
Mr. Liang used to be the best example of a cold and domineering male protagonist in romance novels. He had a cold and handsome face all day long, and acted decisively and ruthlessly. The employees were so frightened that only Gao Junming, the secretary, could say a few brief words to him.
Since having a girlfriend, that gloomy and dull temperament has faded a lot with the naked eye. Although the character is still reserved and reserved, it can also be called much gentler.
When processing documents, Gao Junming happened to hear the boss's wife calling.
Boss's smile overflowed from his eyes from the moment he saw the caller, and his tone after answering the call was even more indulgent and gentle: "Okay, no problem... Could you say a few more words? I want to hear your voice."
At the end, he raised his mouth and smiled recklessly, lowered his head and said, "Well, I love you too."
Wow, that look, that tone, where is the cold boss he is familiar with, who is clearly like a pure love boy who is just beginning to love, and who has finally caught up with the goddess he has liked for a long time, the kind that is cautious and almost fanatical.
That night, he frantically ate three bags of mustard-flavored bachelor dog food potato chips in his bachelor apartment. The bitter and spicy taste made his throat sore.
A buzzing sound interrupted Gao Junming's thoughts. He followed the sound and saw Boss raised his hand to answer the phone.
"Hello, is the banquet over?"
Yan Qiwei's voice rang from the other end of the phone, and was a little blurred by the noisy background sound. Liang Xiao bowed his head and smiled: "Not yet, it should be soon."
"You said you were going to Longcheng to discuss the contract with the Bian family, but it took so long since you left." She paused, her voice softer, "Isn't it hard work? I'll reward you with a Yan Qiwei limited-edition deep kiss when you come back."
Liang Xiao replied without hesitation: "One kiss is not enough."
After a pause, he said, "I don't feel tired when I hear your voice now."
Gao Junming, who was drinking red wine, suddenly heard this sentence, and was choked and coughed hard.
"It's not just my voice now." Yan Qiwei's laughter sounded like a bell, and she lowered her voice mysteriously: "Mr. Liang Xiao, look behind you."
The heart suddenly raised because of these short eight words.
An unbelievable thought silently occupied all thoughts, Liang Xiao turned around, and saw a pair of familiar bright eyes not far away.
The hustle and bustle of people around was completely cut off, the figures coming and going were reduced to a hazy background color, and only Yan Qiwei, who was leaning against the wall with a smile, remained in the field of vision.
She specially came from the distant imperial capital just to see him, like an unexpected light.
The young man was overwhelmed and flattered.
Gao Junming noticed that Liang Xiao was different, and turned his head with him.
A slender young woman stood within sight, with peach blossom eyes, cherry lips, black hair curled up at the end, with a few strands hanging lazily on her shoulders. She was wearing a minimalist high-definition black dress with slender shoulder straps, revealing her entire snow-white arm. The fabric was tightly fitted to her body, outlining her graceful figure, which made him a hairy young man with a warm ear. .
He had firmly believed that the innocent-looking second lady of the Song family was the most beautiful of all the female guests, but now it seems that the sentence "cute is not worth mentioning in front of sexy" really doesn't wrong.
Gao Junming has always known that the lady boss is good-looking, but today she dressed like this...
How can Boss be able to stand it tonight, I will cheer for him for three minutes first.
Yan Qiwei trotted over on high heels, and shook her hand in front of Liang Xiao: "Stupid?"
Just as he was about to speak, he saw her white neck and slender collarbone in the blink of an eye, and then went down...
Liang Xiao's breathing was stagnant, and he looked away stiffly.
She could see the other person's thoughts at a glance, and pinched the young man's white cheek proudly: "Liang Xiao, are you shy?"
He couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, raised his hand to hold Yan Qiwei's fingertips, and gently rubbed: "Why are you here?"
"Let's see you." She answered confidently, raising the dessert bag in her left hand, "This is a gift for meeting, I made tiramisu by myself."
Liang Xiao's eyes were full of smiles: "I've eaten so many of your test items that failed to cook, I hope this one won't be too bad."
Gao Junming:
Who was cold-faced before and used "hate desserts" as an excuse to reject the little beauty who struck up a conversation
Oh man, don't make the double standard too obvious.
The two of them behaved intimately, and in addition, they were somewhat famous in the circle, and for a while, many people cast their eyes in surprise or envy. Occasionally, a few acquaintances who greeted them also smiled knowingly.
Yan Qiwei realized it later, she blushed a little, and lowered her head to avoid looking at other people's eyes. Suddenly there was a warm and fast wind behind him, and a black suit jacket was draped over his back.
Liang Xiao earnestly helped her to bring her coat to her chest to cover her white skin. After thinking about it for a while, she just gave a poor excuse: "It's cold today."
The jacket retains the youth's body temperature, how could she not understand his thoughts, but she just squinted and smiled: "Well, it's quite cold."
It was late at night when the dinner was over, and Liang Xiao took Yan Qiwei back to the suburban villa to rest. The Liang family owns real estate in many places, and Longcheng, which is a north-south transportation hub, is no exception.
Before leaving, Gao Junming proposed to live in a hotel by himself, but Liang Xiao threw a black card directly: "Presidential suite."
Gao Junming: Damn it.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
"Thank you Boss!" He paused, then looked at Yan Qiwei, "Thank you, Madam Boss!"
Praise love! Boss in love is the best boss in the world! Long live the lady boss who turns the boss into an angel!
Yan Qiwei supported her cheeks and watched Liang Xiao finish her last bite of tiramisu.
She took a shower not long ago, wearing a silk slip nightdress she bought along the way. The hair was not completely dried, and the ends of the hair were wet on both shoulders, and the eyelashes and pupils were also vaguely reflecting water.
When he looked at him without blinking his eyes, he smiled like a heart-wrenching fox.
"Liang Xiao," she smiled slyly, tapping her eardrum lightly, "Am I looking good today?"
The snow white under her neck floated up for no reason in her heart, and Liang Xiao suffocated: "En."
After a pause, he lowered his eyes and said softly, "Can we not..."
Don't be so pretentious in front of other people.
The sights that gathered behind her were like invisible steel needles, which made him feel uncomfortable.
But how should I say such words? Liang Xiao didn't want her to feel that her love was cowardly and selfish, although that was indeed the truth.
"I know I know." Yan Qiwei smiled and wrapped her neck around him, whispering in her ear, "I will only wear it for you in the future."
She smiled innocently but sultry, the heat sprayed with her voice made his earlobes tingle, and then the girl next to her continued to say, "I want to come to see you dressed beautifully, after all, tomorrow is a very important day— Hey, do you remember what time tomorrow is?"
Liang Xiao was stunned, raised his eyes to meet hers, and frowned in confusion.
Yan Qiwei pinched his face: "It's your birthday, stupid! Otherwise, why would I bring a cake here?"
Even the two of them were able to remember the strange time when they were in love for 100 days, but why did they have no impression of their birthday.
It turned out to be so.
The smile gradually filled her eyes, and Liang Xiao stroked her slightly wet long hair.
In fact, since he was a child, he had no concept of his own birthday, but the people around him were worried about it - Zheng Zeyu and Guo Mengmeng always prepared a lot of strange gifts, and the family was keen on all kinds of gifts. Dinner in various restaurants.
This year, he happened to be working outside, and without their chattering reminders and nagging, he forgot about it.
Yan Qiwei made a special trip here to accompany him.
She rubbed against Liang Xiao's neck again: "But I didn't bring any special gifts."
"It doesn't matter." He used a determined tone, "I'll be happy if you can come."
The leaves outside the window rattled.
At the same time, Yan Qiwei's laughter flashed past her ears: "You're right!"
As she said, she straightened up, crossed her legs on the sofa, and pointed to herself: "This is a gift."
This sentence was ambiguous, full of ambiguous factors that could not be explained clearly, the quiet air around him became restless because of it, and it rushed directly into Liang Xiao's heart.
I don't know when the temperature started, it was unbearably hot.
Yan Qiwei was a little embarrassed herself, and quickly took something for him from the handbag beside her. When Liang Xiao took it, her shyness finally burst out, and she lowered her head with a flushed face.
Liang Xiao could see the writing on it at a glance, and his cheeks were instantly red with blood.
The small light blue packaging bag turned into a fire. It was not right for him to hold it or toss it aside. The Adam’s apple rolled up and down, suppressing the rising desire: “… Wei Wei.”
Yan Qiwei didn't look up, a little aggrieved: "Don't you like it?"
The person in front of him didn't answer.
After a long time, Yan Qiwei heard him sigh, her chin was gently lifted by a slender finger.
The peach blossom eyes are affectionate, glowing brightly under the light, the smudged red ink spreads from the ear to the tip of the nose, and the cherry-colored lips are slightly open. The snow-colored nightdress made the whole person look so white that it was almost unreal. The exposed shoulders had a smooth and beautiful arc like flowing water, and if you looked inward, it was a piece of white skin.
She didn't know how attractive she was.
Liang Xiao didn't dare to breathe hard, and leaned over to kiss her.
Soft, warm lips pressed down, tirelessly rolling over her lips patiently. The movements gradually increased from the gentle restraint at the beginning, and the uncontrollable aggression made Yan Qiwei's brain chaotic.
Stormy winds, stormy waves.
The body is like a sail lost in the sea, tossing and waving weakly in the overwhelming waves, when at a loss, suddenly caught a glimpse of a distant lighthouse.
- Liang Xiao's hot palms caressed her trembling shoulders, swept down from her shoulders and neck, one by one over her butterfly-shaped collarbone and her soft and upturned chest, and finally landed on her slender waist that could barely be grasped.
It's really too soft, as if a slight squeeze can make it dent and squeeze out a lot of water.
The young man closed his eyes slightly, and the thick eyelashes cast a shadow under the light, quietly shrouding the surging emotions in his eyes.
The fingertips were hot, and the skin under his hands almost melted as if they were being roasted.
The heat exploded and spread rapidly from a small point, following the tactile senses to invade the internal organs and limbs, and the brain was also detonated.
Yan Qiwei stretched her hands around his waist, her fingertips subconsciously curled up, unable to buckle on the raised spine, but she didn't know that this action instantly shattered the young man's already tense consciousness.
Their previous contact and intimacy were measured. It was not that there were no moments of ambiguity, but they always ended with their blushing cheeks due to restraint or shyness.
Tonight his movements were green and patient, completely following natural instincts. The tip of her tongue penetrated between her slightly open teeth, scouring even the most hidden corners of her lips, and exploring and teasing her lips with the utmost gentleness, as if to engulf her consciousness.
The sofa was soft, Yan Qiwei sank into it low, she mustered up the courage to open a gap in her eyes, facing the dark eyes of the young man.
With his back facing the light, there were few bright colors in his eyes, like a deep and cold pool of water, reflecting a little bit of broken moonlight.
Gentle, yet dangerous.
She didn't know that it was the love and longing that had been hidden for seven years, mixed with all the unspeakable secret thoughts and cowardly but fanatical emotions of young people, and it was completely poured out at this moment.
Liang Xiao had loved her for too long, and she was careful every time she touched her. Now that she was close to hometown, she didn't know how to get along with her.
Suddenly, the twelve o'clock bell rang along with a string of telephone vibrations, breaking the atmosphere of ambiguity just now. Liang Xiao's expression froze, and he slowly propped himself up.
Yan Qiwei was finally able to breathe without hindrance and let out a long sigh of relief.
The caller is Zheng Zeyu, and the midnight blessing is his favorite birthday surprise.
The little girl's weak voice came from behind: "You... you take it."
On the phone, Zheng Zeyu's giggling laughter pulled him back from the cloud to reality. Liang Xiao looked at Yan Qiwei calmly while listening to his blessings.
She was also looking at him, blushing and covering her eyes when their eyes collided, looking like she was stealing the bell.
Liang Xiao laughed lightly because of this action, and thanked Zheng Zeyu who had finished his blessings on the phone.
Zheng Zeyu was shocked: "Liang Xiao, your voice is not right, why do you like it so much, like smiling at your lover... Our relationship is pure, don't let it change qualitatively!"
"My girlfriend is here."
"Oh." He paused for a moment, then his voice became louder, "Oh oh oh! Excuse me! Sorry guys! I wish you two happiness!"
Then Putong hung up the phone.
Without saying a word, Liang Xiao turned off the phone and turned to face Yan Qiwei, who was curled up on the sofa.
She panted slightly when she spoke, and her voice was like a mosquito: "Continue?"
He restrained his expression, picked her up by the waist, and walked straight into the bedroom.
"continue."
The author has something to say: Ah, this is not the end chapter!
Because a young lady said that she still wanted to eat candy, she wrote another chapter and released it first x
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