Chapter 40 Collarbone Bite Mark
“So, in three years, will Mr. Liang get married?”
“Yes, maybe not.” When he sat in this position, his marriage , he won’t be the only one who can make the decision.
Need to weigh family interests.
Meng Ying walked to Liang Jincong step by step. She knelt on one knee on the light gray soft wool carpet, raised her head slightly, her fingers fell on the man's metal leather buckle, her voice was hoarse with a hint of trembling. , "Mr. Liang, if you are tired of me in the past three years, then please tell me and we can have a good time together."
The man's eyes narrowed slightly.
“At the beginning, I was thinking about how to break up with me.”
“Maybe Mr. Liang will be tired of me next month, or maybe Mr. Liang will wake up after a nap and wake up tomorrow. , I feel that this deal is not worth it.”
“No chance.”
The moment Liang Jincong finished speaking, he dragged her hip up with one hand and lowered his head to kiss her. on her lips.
There was a strong smell of alcohol on the woman's lips and teeth.
Liang Jincong narrowed his eyes, let go of her and looked at her panting. She didn't seem to be able to breathe. Every time he kissed, she was so tight that she was suffocating. He almost understood that her critical value was Where, when she is about to lose her breath, let go and give her some time to breathe.
Pinched her face with his fingertips, "How much did you drink?"
"I don't know, they made me drink, and I kept struggling." Most of the wine was not drunk, just the wine The bottle was put directly into her mouth. She struggled uncomfortably and choked on the wine. It was extremely uncomfortable, and most of the wine spilled out and fell on her clothes.
The eyes dimmed, and he hugged the back of her head and continued to kiss.
Meng Ying felt a little pain, not because the man was rude, but because her lips were red and swollen as she was forcefully drunk at Hongjun No. 19. She felt more and more pain at the moment, but at the same time, her desire was being pulled and wrapped up. But he seemed to notice it, his movements became gentler, and the deep kiss turned into light sucking.
Lip and tongue hooked and rubbed gently.
From her lips to her neck, all the way down.
Suddenly, Meng Ying felt a sudden pain.
Almost exclaimed, "Ah, it hurts——"
He couldn't help but run his fingers through the man's short black hair, trying to push him away.
There was a clear and sharp tingling sensation at the collarbone.
The area that was originally burned by the red wax now has a clear tooth mark.
Left by Liang Jincong.
Meng Ying's eyes were red and twitching, "It hurts so much"
The nibbling turned into sucking, and the soft tip of his tongue grazed the tooth marks on her collarbone, tracing the shape of her collarbone, like a trace of God's mercy, without the fleeting anger just now. At the same time, his fingers lifted up the woman's nightgown.
A touch of something cold and hard touched her delicate skin.
Extremely uneasy foreign body sensation.
She was shocked and trembling, "I have your watch in my hand. I haven't taken it off yet."
She had no money to compensate.
Two or three seconds later, a steel watch was casually thrown on the carpet.
At the same time as there was a dull sound, the man's two fingers with distinct joints were soaked in the warm water.
The pupils of the woman in her arms were a little out of focus and finally blurred. At this moment, her red and swollen lips were open and she almost forgot to breathe.
Finally, there was a slight whimper.
She could no longer support her arms, and tightly grabbed the shirt on his shoulders to prevent it from sliding down. There were almost tears in the corners of her eyes, and she felt like she had no bones in her body. The man dragged her hips hard and lifted her up again. She was almost lying on her stomach and her body was close to him.
One hand of the man held her hip, and the other hand held her chin and kissed her. At the same time, he stood up and half-carried her to the bed.
Put her on the bed, both of them panting.
Liang Jincong bent down and locked her, wiping his slender fingers on her light pink nightgown, completely occupying her.
I don’t know if it was because his desire was too strong or because Meng Ying was just too tired. In the end, she almost closed her eyes from exhaustion and just leaned in his arms.
After Liang Jincong carried her to the bathroom and took a shower, he took a cold shower himself, and the darkness in his eyes slowly dissipated.
It's half past three in the morning.
Liang Jincong stood in front of the window and took a bite of cigarette.
There were already three or four cigarette butts in the ashtray on the windowsill.
The gentle wall lamp is on in the bedroom.
The light is yellowish. There is a moment of tenderness where time and years freeze again.
Liang Jincong returned to the bedside, with the lingering breath still in the air. Looking at the woman lying on the bed, her eyes were closed tightly, her pale face had a warm color under the dim yellow light, and her long black hair was spread somewhat messily on the smoky gray pillow.
The thin eyebrows were lightly frowned.
Even in my sleep, I still feel uneasy.
When Liang Jincong's fingers touched her eyebrows, smoothed them and then took his hand back, she held it.
She whispered, "Mr. Liang..."
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Meng Ying had a dream.
At first, I dreamed that Ou Chi was causing trouble for me, saying that he would get engaged to her soon. He said he would make her pay the price, which frightened her so much that she turned around and ran away, running as hard as she could.
But Ou Chi kept chasing, and she kept hiding.
Afraid of being caught up.
But later, her legs became weak and she was trembling when she walked. She turned around and saw that Ochi had disappeared. The person chasing her turned into a driverless tricycle, and then the tricycle ran over her. Passed...
Meng Ying opened her eyes.
Thinking of that dream, I feel speechless inside.
There was a strong scent of cedar in the air. She was startled for a moment before realizing where she was now.
At this moment, Meng Ying sat up.
Looking at the surrounding environment, the penthouse suite of Tailanxi Hotel has the same decoration style as the marketing picture.
The seat next to me is empty.
But there are faint traces of depression.
The moment Meng Ying got out of bed, she realized why she had such a strange dream last night. There must be a monster in the dream. The soreness in her legs told her that she had done a lot of overload last night. Movement, this is the consequence.
I took a shower and felt much better.
Except for the collarbone, there was a tingling sensation.
When Meng Ying wanted to walk out of the bathroom, she found that there was no other change of clothes here. Even the nightgown hanging loosely on her body had become a victim of last night.
At this moment, there is only a light gray men's bathrobe hanging on the hanger.
Meng Ying pursed her lips slightly, and the pain on her lips made him frown.
Pick up this men's bathrobe and put it on. At least there will be some fabric to cover your body.
The fabric is soft and silky satin, and the moment it sticks to her body, the tips of Meng Ying's ears are a little red, and a strange and ambiguous feeling fills her whole body.
She was hesitating whether to pick up the pink nightgown on the ground that had been damaged in the battle last night and put it on when the sound of the door opening came from outside.
Meng Ying is in the bedroom.
There is also a suite living room and kitchen outside.
In addition to Liang Jincong, someone else seemed to have come in. The two of them were talking about something in the living room. Meng Ying couldn't hear clearly and didn't want to hear about these business matters. She glanced at the time on her phone and realized that it was already It's 12 o'clock in the morning.
She remembered that it was already past three in the morning when she was too tired to open her eyes last night.
I quickly looked at the text messages and various WeChat messages on my phone.
Calm.
Except Shen Xiao sent herself a message telling herself that her dance troupe would perform at the Sports Center on New Year's Day and reserved a ticket for her.
Except for the field teacher of the "Orange Hour" crew who asked me to check some information, there was no other news.
Meng Ying looked at the news section. The report only said that someone was burned and was now awake and no longer in danger.
Some netizens are discussing fire below, but there is no other news.
There are several Weibo posts discussing what happened last night, and the forwarding area and comment area of Weibo have been protected with one click.
Soon, other new hot news became hot searches.
Slowly no one noticed what happened last night.
Everything seemed calm.
(End of this chapter)