Chapter 27 Secretary Meng, what do you need?
"Meng Ying, if you need Boyu's offer, I can ask Secretary Bai to help you arrange it after you leave here."
In the sea breeze, the man's voice was low and gentle.
Meng Ying neither agreed nor refused immediately, "Mr. Liang, am I your secretary now?" After seeing the man nod, she smiled and said softly, "Then, Mr. Liang should call me It’s Secretary Meng.”
“Secretary Meng.”
The words are well-spoken. These three characters have no Hong Kong accent at all. They are very, very pure Mandarin, so standard that it almost looks like a Mandarin exam.
This accent is very unusual, although it is very standard.
But the man's voice was hoarse and magnetic, and these three words made him pronounce them with deep affection.
Meng Ying's face felt hot.
It took a while for the sea breeze to disperse.
She still didn't answer him, whether she needed it or not.
At sunset, you can see this kind of scenery everywhere, but only here, the magnificent scenery is particularly magnified. Many people gather together to take pictures and want to capture this moment.
A very loud female voice said Meng Ying's name. It was Ji Zhenying. She stood next to Elvis, waved to Meng Ying, and asked her to pass and take a photo together.
Elvis is a blond man with blue eyes. He seems to be a frequent visitor here. The Elvis family is controlled by his elder brother, and he, being a laid-back young man, met Jinying when he was traveling in South Korea. Jinyoung is a Korean actress who is almost out of the spotlight now. She and Elvis are preparing to travel around the world.
The two have always maintained a relationship because the Ivey family will never recognize Ji Zhenying from the beginning to the end.
She was very open-minded. On this cruise ship, in just a few hours, she had a lively chat with another Asian woman, Meng Ying.
Elvis hugged Zhenying and watched Meng Ying come and stand next to Zhenying. He shouted again, "Liang, let's take a photo together. The sunset is just right now. You Chinese There is a sentence in the ancient poem called "What is it?"
Meng Ying said, "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk."
She glanced at Liang Jincong, and the man had already walked over in a few steps.
She thought that he would stand next to Elvis, but she did not expect that there would be a touch of warmth around her, and a touch of cold cedar fragrance in the sea breeze.
Meng Ying held her breath and saw from the corner of her eye that he was already standing beside her.
Clothing friction.
Almost side by side.
The person who took the photo was the waiter passing by, and the Sony FX3 recorded this moment.
Meng Ying put her hands behind her back, wringing her thin white fingers.
She didn't know if it was the direction of the wind, but she always felt that the sea breezes from all over the world were gathering together, and the moment Liang Jincong stood next to her, all the sea breezes were coming towards her.
Such a strong cedar scent with the smell of opposite sex hormones.
"Secretary Meng, come here." A deep voice sounded in my ears.
There seemed to be a hot breath accompanying his words on the tips of my ears.
This sound from Secretary Meng made the soles of her feet weaken, and she moved half a foot away slightly in the direction of Liang Jincong.
The man who lived like a god in the rumors, at this moment, took a photo with her side by side.
The group photos were developed and Ji Zhenying handed them to her an hour later, two of them, and asked her to give one to Liang Jincong.
The photo is still a bit hot.
Exceptionally clear, down to Ji Jinying’s messed-up hair, Elvis’s extraordinarily rich dark blue eyes, and the black fluff on his fingers that belong to Western men’s vigorous hormones when he holds Jinying’s waist.
It is precisely because the photos are so clear.
Clear to.
Her fingertips trembled, and she pinched the thin photo with a little force, and her finger marks even left on the edge.
Meng Ying saw it.
In the photo, she is looking forward, wearing a fresh light pink knitted suit, and a hand is wrapped around her waist from behind, falling on her waist in vain, without touching her waist. It's just a restrained and polite act.
It was only one centimeter away from her waist.
Liang Jincong just made a ‘grab’ gesture.
Sony FX3 captured five photos.
In every picture, the movements of the two of them remained unchanged.
She looked at the photo, her thoughts racing.
My heart rippled.
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Louis’ private wine tasting officially began when the last rays of sunset set over the dark sea.
Every time Meng Ying opens her wardrobe to change clothes, it's like opening a blind box.
Secretary Bai’s aesthetic is high-end and fresh.
When she contacted Secretary Bai on WeChat, Secretary Bai told her very enthusiastically that she must wear the semi-sheer green fairy-style dress. At the same time, Secretary Bai also prepared two flower bra patches.
Put on the mint green suspender skirt, which is very voluminous and not waist-cinching. When you walk, the hem of the skirt will float up with the waves of the air.
She is tall, slender, and has pale skin.
The waist is swaying in the clothes, and the beauty is looming and hazy.
It also comes with two chest patches.
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Louis's private collection almost fills a cabin, and almost all the drinks that are not currently in circulation in the markets of various countries appear here.
And Louis said that everyone can drink freely.
This time, there were cheers.
Elvis has long been accustomed to this kind of life of luxury and luxury. He held Jinying in his arms and drank for a while before starting to kiss passionately. To Westerners, this seemed not out of the ordinary, bold and passionate. Jinying blushed a little. I don’t know if it was because I was drunk or because there were people around.
The sound of kissing water and the sound of drinking wine are similar but different.
Meng Ying took a sip of antique wine. She did not dare to drink more, even though she knew that this sip was worth five or six figures.
She was afraid that she drank too much fruit wine like she did in the box last time, but she had great stamina.
When you drink it, you can feel the mellow fruity aroma.
After drinking, I was almost drunk.
When the crystal lamp shines on a person's body, it seems to be coated with a layer of high-quality luster. Under such lighting, ordinary jade will become so beautiful that its price will be several times higher. At this moment, Meng Ying looked at Liang Jincong, who was standing next to the glass wine cabinet and talking to Louis. He had a slender figure and one hand in his trousers pocket. He was wearing a loose black silk satin-textured shirt with a collar. Three buttons were loose.
Further down is a pair of long legs wrapped in smoky gray trousers.
In the crowd, one will never forget his appearance and noble temperament once he sees her.
When I took a sip of wine, my Adam's apple slipped. I held the glass with my fingers pointing down naturally. My arms hung down. There was still one third of the amber liquid in it.
The black satin shirt looks particularly high-end under the crystal lamp.
Meng Ying held her chin with one hand and narrowed her eyes slightly.
Nine: 50 p.m.
Liang Jincong was a little tipsy and walked with Meng Ying to the third floor. When they passed the restaurant in the west area on the first floor, Meng Ying suddenly said, "Mr. Liang, can I treat you to a meal tomorrow?"< br>
There was once a wealthy businessman who could not make an invitation even if he spent 100 million.
At this moment, Liang Jincong looked at the girl in front of him with some disappointment, "I have time, but what are you prepared to exchange for it?"
He smelled of alcohol when he spoke, but his eyes looked clear. Although his walking pace was not as regular and steady as usual, he was only slightly tipsy.
“I don’t know what you need?”
“Secretary Meng, it’s not what I need, but what you need.”
(End of this chapter)