Chapter 174 Miss me?
Meng Ying’s pace is very fast.
A pair of 12cm black Hentiangao was carried in her hand, with a pair of soft slippers under her feet. Shuyu followed her, not understanding that she left in a hurry after answering the phone and followed behind. After running for a few steps, Meng Ying stopped, turned around and told her that she didn't need to accompany her here, and just asked her to find Song Zhiqiu. Shuyu nodded.
"Miss Meng, do you need to change out of these clothes?"
Meng Ying, "Tomorrow, I will send you to Wen Ya's studio tomorrow."
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Shuyu reminded Meng Ying that there were many stars exiting the underground garage, and there were a lot of staff and paparazzi gathered around. As Song Zhiqiu's assistant, she accompanied Meng Ying out, but those paparazzi, media station ladies All eyes fell on Su Yunchang, just in time to chase the male idol out of the venue. The crowd swarmed, but not many people noticed Meng Ying.
However, Meng Ying’s face is too outstanding. She is wearing Camellia’s black couture and her slender legs are particularly eye-catching. Even if she is just an ordinary passerby, there will be various scouts and paparazzi coming to take pictures. , even though Su Yunchang attracted most of the 'firepower', there was still a spotlight following this young and beautiful woman. The black half-moon betta skirt was like ink dye scattered in the water, swaying with her steps, revealing a pair of Excessively white legs.
She ran.
The long black curly hair is as graceful as seaweed.
The whole figure is like a perfect and pure banshee ashore in the deep sea.
Shuyu saw Meng Ying again. After getting into a Rolls-Royce, she stopped and called Song Zhiqiu to report. This was her job. Her eyes saw the Rolls-Royce flashing under the sound of several paparazzi shutters. When leaving, the license plate number is both low-key and public.
Red Z44444
Shuyu asked Song Zhiqiu if he needed to deal with these paparazzi. In his peripheral vision, these paparazzi followed the photographers who were gathered around here. The entire process of Meng Ying getting into the car was filmed, this was inevitable.
Song Zhiqiu was silent for a moment and did not give a clear answer.
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Meng Ying also feels that the design of the black dress she wore tonight is very beautiful. Not only are the people around her admiring and looking at her, but she also has her own aesthetics. She has the same perception of beautiful things.
Tonight, Wen Ya was careful with her makeup, adding a little light purple eye shadow.
With a little pearlescent feel.
Wearing a pair of light purple contact lenses, her eyes are particularly charming.
She was holding a pair of high heels, panting slightly, and looked at Liang Jincong, unable to conceal her joy. When she heard him say he was in the garage, Meng Ying knew he was coming. At that moment, she wanted to hurry up Click to meet him.
Seeing it, he fell silent again.
After a few seconds, she calmed down her breathing, "Why did you come to Hongjiang City?"
"Yes." Liang Jincong kept his eyes on her and trotted over from her , opened the car door and kept looking at her like this.
The Adam's apple rolled. She was obviously wearing loose and casual clothes, but she seemed to be oppressed and constrained by the tie. He looked at the woman's lips, which were full and red, and the color of the lipstick was particularly attractive.
Meng Ying put down the high-heeled shoes in her hands. The space in the carriage was quite spacious and comfortable. Her long black curly hair naturally fell on her shoulders, covering her jade-like shoulders. "You told me earlier that you were coming. , I came out earlier.”
Liang Jincong originally thought that when she came, he would ask her, is that silver-haired male idol handsome?
Is the male idol more handsome or yourself?
He wanted to have dinner with her and tell her, Meng Ying, I have been waiting for your call for 31 minutes.
He made a reservation for the restaurant.
Roses are prepared.
Also prepared gifts.
He did everything Liang Xibei said, and he also waited for a long time, but after waiting, Liang Jincong thought that he didn't want to do any of this.
He looked at Meng Ying with only one thought in his mind.
The eyes are getting darker and darker, so dark that they are burning hot. He just wants to!
Meng Ying exclaimed softly, and was grabbed by the man's waist. The man's hand grabbed the hem of her long black skirt and pushed it up. She spread her white legs and easily straddled her. On top of him, he lowered his head and started to kiss her.
At the same time, Xu Hui, who was driving, slowed down, turned on the gear and put on his earphones. Naturally, he was also happy when the boss was happy. He called the restaurant and delayed the time.
The hand with the watch gently pinched the woman's neck from behind, like pinching the back of a kitten.
He bit these lips almost impatiently, grabbed the long hair on her back with his fingers, rubbed the zipper of the skirt behind her between the hair strands, pulled it a few times, but did not open the skirt. It was a little too big, and it was pinned at the back. Liang Jincong had no choice but to give up and enter through the hem of the back skirt. Meng Ying gave a soft squeak and patted the side of his chest. The man's lips fell on her cheek. ‘
The woman’s lips were lightly closed and her cheeks were pink.
"No, the skirt will get dirty and the fabric will wrinkle. I have to send it over tomorrow."
"I'll buy these two pieces and give them to you." Liang Jincong kissed her slowly along her cheek fell on her neck.
“I don’t want it.”
Such an expensive dress can only be worn a few times and is wasted at home.
She doesn’t have the habit of collecting high-end clothing.
"You dress beautifully."
The man said again.
He wanted it very much, but time seemed not to allow it, and this skirt was particularly unallowable. The girdle at the waist was so tight that his fingers touched the plastic product that looked like a support. He could give up, but his fingers couldn't move up, so they could only explore down. Meng Ying was like a cat, her body softly lying on him, her head resting on his shoulder, and the fragrance of her light breath fell softly on Liang Jincong's neck. On the bed, he couldn't help but bite his back molars, and the veins in his neck became tense.
The space inside the carriage is very spacious, but it is not so comfortable for two people together.
Although the skirt is high-end, this skirt is not for comfort, but for brand design. The black skirt has sequins hanging on the front and the complicated design on the waistband makes it impossible for the two of them to fit together. , Liang Jincong was also breathing a little, it was not comfortable like this, separated by a layer of cloth, the diamond inlays on the woman's girdle, and the tassel pendant were very uncomfortable, but there was a strange frictional stimulation.
Liang Jincong had no choice but to catch her lips again
After the kiss, he pressed his fingers on her lips. After pressing, he rubbed his fingertips with a thin layer of calluses. Suddenly, his black eyes narrowed, and his eyes His fingers penetrated her lips, pinched the soft tongue, and occupied the largest space in the lip cavity, making her lips not close for a long time.
Meng Ying grabbed the man's collar, her eyelashes trembled, and the tip of her tongue touched his hand.
I couldn’t help but raise my head.
Saliva slowly overflowed from the red lips and flowed through the delicate and soft neck.
Dark lust flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly lowered his head, touched the mark left by the waterline with his thin lips, and kissed it lightly.
There are no lights in the car, and the situation inside is only illuminated for a moment when the car passes by a street light.
The man's eyes seemed to be on fire, surrounding her, "Do you miss me?"
Her reaction told him that she did.
She also nodded shyly.
He couldn't help but laugh, "How much do you think?"
The man's palms had bulging veins, and he was elegant. He wore an expensive steel watch on his wrist, and the knuckles of his long fingers had tooth marks, traces of saliva, and tiger's mouth. There was still the color of a lady's lipstick on her face, so I couldn't help but hold her in a different position, put my palms on her chest, and listened to her heartbeat, "Here, do you miss me?"