Chapter 186 Deliberately
The one I took was a little softer in color and very fragrant, mixed with her unique sweetness.
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Lu Zhixuan was afraid that there was only one girl in the box, Meng Ying, so he called two extra girls with whom he usually had a good relationship. They were both tight-lipped and had good personalities, so nothing would happen. Right and wrong.
Seeing Meng Ying, Lu Zhihua smiled, "I have heard about the name for a long time, and finally I met him. I said that the third brother hid it too tightly." Then he held Meng Ying's hand, "In Xialu Zhihang, the one next to me is Xie Wen, and those two are Shuyuan and Doris."
Meng Ying said hello and sat next to Liang Jincong. Shuyuan and Doris sat on the other side. She occasionally took a sip of wine. Liang Jincong didn't stop her, but just pinched her waist to tell her not to get drunk and to drink in moderation.
Doris saw the ring on Meng Ying’s finger.
He said that he saw this model in the auction brochure before, "I didn't expect it was given to you by Liang Sheng."
Then he said, "It looks good on you."
Meng Ying smiled, "Thank you."
It's easy for girls to talk about topics together. It doesn't require a lot of friendship. If you pick up a topic about luxury goods, skin care products, various bags, and jewelry, you can almost pick up the conversation.
Shu Yuan has a baby face and looks very young, probably in his early 20s. "How long have you been with Liang Sheng?"
"Eight months."
"Then how did you meet?"
Meng Ying thought for a while, "We danced at a banquet."
She stepped on him.
Shu Yuan, "Liang Sheng is a very cold person, and he can actually dance."
Is he cold?
That seems to be the case.
“The University of Hong Kong had invited Mr. Liang to give a lecture before. We were all looking forward to meeting him, and a few girls rushed to the front row to prepare for a sweet encounter with Mr. Liang. Then after meeting Mr. Liang, He is handsome enough, which makes people very excited, but he is so cold that you will feel frozen when he looks at you. ”
Doris blushed, "But indifference is also very attractive. Don't you think Liang Sheng's colder look is particularly manly?"
Meng Ying understood.
I couldn’t help but curl my lower lip.
It turned out to be Liang Jincong’s two fans.
Young and immature female college student.
Confused by the man's skin.
Hmm.
Meng Ying held her chin and thought, Liang Jincong's appearance is indeed very confusing.
"Sister Meng Ying, what color does Liang Sheng like?"
Meng Ying, "Colorful black." After saying this, she became confused, as if she didn't know. , Liang Jincong doesn’t seem to have a particular favorite color.
There are countless black suits.
"Is he usually so cold?" Doris couldn't help but ask.
Shu Yuan stuffed a cherry tomato into her mouth, "Absolutely not. Liang Sheng will definitely not be indifferent to Sister Meng Ying. Is this the same as us? Eat the fruit. "
Turning his head, Shuyuan raised his head, glanced in the direction of Liang Jincong, swallowed his saliva and asked Meng Ying in a low voice, "Is he like this when he is angry? He looks cold and indifferent, making it hard to guess. Tou, I don’t even dare to look at him.”
Meng Ying understands this feeling.
I'm afraid, but I want to see and guess what he's thinking. The aura of a mature man is particularly charming. Coupled with his noble status, I look forward to looking at him for a second, but I'm afraid of being discovered by him. Looking at him.
Once upon a time, she looked at him this way too.
Carefully, use your peripheral vision to take a quick look quietly.
In the evening, I played very late. After leaving the box, I went to an underground boxing ring. The shouts were loud, the visual stimulation of fists hitting the flesh, and the octagonal cage shaking.
On the way back, the drive takes 40 minutes.
11:30 pm.
Meng Ying was still thinking about the question Shu Yuan asked when she was taking a bath. What does it look like when he is angry? Meng Ying has seen him look angry, and her eyes are filled with a coldness, which is different from usual Indifference is different, like a sharp ice blade, very cold. One glance at you can easily cut open the softest place in your heart. It is instinctive fear and trembling. It is like watching a fight in the octagonal cage. The frightening feeling of being punched to the flesh.
Liang Jincong noticed that she was lost in thought.
Meng Ying said truthfully, "Mr. Liang, you are scary when you are angry. A girl just asked me what you look like when you are angry. I thought about it and it was quite scary." "Are you scared? "Liang Jincong pinched her cheek, "I still remember it."
He had only been angry at Meng Ying once, but did he leave such a deep shadow on her?
Meng Ying hugged him and said, "Remember, you are scary when you are fierce, so Liang Jincong, please smile at me now."
He rarely smiles.
Mostly calm and indifferent.
I will laugh too.
But, laughing for no reason at this moment?
But looking at the cat-like woman in his arms, Liang Jincong still pulled his lower lip. He even thought about the funniest joke in his mind in the past thirty years to make his smile look less so. stiff.
Meng Ying wanted to laugh.
She was very flattering, "So handsome, um, really good-looking."
"Did Ms. Meng not blink when she told lies?"
"Oh, I'm telling the truth."
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Back to Hongjiang City.
Meng Ying made an appointment with Xu Zhoushan and Mei Xu for dinner. Xu Zhoushan has been taking a rest recently and spent the whole day at the teahouse, cultivating himself.
Mei Xu joined a TV series, a large-scale production of S+ ancient puppets. Coincidentally, the second female lead was Meng Yuan.
Meng Ying went to visit the second class.
After staying in Hongjiang City for a month this time, Liang Jincong's vacation was already consumed by him in the week of his birthday. After that, he would come to Hongjiang City every week, located on the top floor of the International World Trade Center.
On July 28th, Meng Ying will go to the UK.
On the evening of the 27th, Liang Jincong came to Green Lake.
Dong Zhilan was at home. When he saw him, he froze. He lowered his head and shouted, "Mr. Liang."
The servants at home did not dare to say a word.
As Meng Ying expected, except for herself, everyone else seemed to be frozen in place. She raised her eyebrows slightly, grabbed Liang Jincong's hand and pulled him. Under the gaze of several people, she went up. After pushing him to her bedroom, Meng Ying went downstairs again. She lay on the handrail of the stairs on the second floor and looked down.
"He will stay in my room tonight. For dinner, he is not picky in taste. Fu Ma, just try to make home-cooked meals."
Dong Zhilan was shocked, "Liang Sir, do you want to have dinner at home?”
She almost took out her mobile phone, preparing to make an appointment with a private chef to come to her house. What about Asian spot, abalone, lobster and beef.
Meng Ying frowned lightly, "Mom, home-cooked food is fine."
Fu Ma trembled, "Second Miss, please give me a name for the dish, so I can have a range of home-cooked food."< br>
“Tomato scrambled eggs, sweet and sour short ribs, there seems to be a few boxes of lettuce in the refrigerator for a salad, crab roe pumpkin, and salt-baked Roche shrimp. As for desserts, he doesn’t eat sweets, but I remember Fu Mom, you’ve made fermented fermented glutinous rice or taro balls and red beans before, so let’s try this.”
Dong Zhilan also wanted to ask if this is too simple.
This is Mr. Liang. How can he make such a simple home-cooked meal when he comes to dine at home?
Before Dong Zhilan could say anything else, Meng Ying turned around and went upstairs.
When I returned to the bedroom, I saw Liang Jincong sitting on the sofa. She had taken off her suit. The suit worth 70,000 yuan was casually draped on the armrest of the sofa. Her tie was still tied and she was looking down at her notebook. Computer, she had a rough cut of the movie on her computer.
Meng Ying went over, straightened her suit, hung it on the hanger, covered his eyes with her hands and sat on the man's lap.
"Don't look, it's confidential!"
She just covered Liang Jincong's eyes.
Liang Jincong didn't move, leaning on the sofa, and his knees suddenly opened. Meng Ying sat on his lap, almost sinking out of the middle in an instant.
Suddenly, fingers grabbed his tie.
He did it on purpose!