Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 310 The galaxy is thousands of miles, endless (2)

Liang Mian went to take a shower first, and stayed in there for a while, Cheng Xinghe was afraid that she would get drunk and fall asleep, so he stood at the bathroom door and called her.

"Liang Mian, I'll give you 3 minutes to come out."

Liang Mian, who was lying in the bathtub, trembled suddenly, woke up, touched the corner of his mouth, stood up impatiently, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know what to remind."

There were red marks on her cheek leaning against the side of the bathtub, she rubbed it twice with her hand, and Liang Mian pulled the bath towel to wrap it up.

As soon as he came out, Cheng Xinghe came to her, his eyes swept across her face, and he fell on the red mark, and walked away from her to the bathroom.

Liang Mian rolled her eyes speechlessly.

After drying my hair, I lay down on the bed, took out my phone to check the headlines, then yawned and continued to sleep with my eyes closed.

Cheng Xinghe came out after taking a shower and saw her in a carefree sleeping position, so he went over to cover her with a quilt, held her swollen right ankle, rubbed it with his fingertips twice, and stuffed it into the bed.

He turned and went to the study.

Liang Mian was woken up at one o'clock in the morning, opened his eyes and looked at the man above, grabbed his hair and pulled him to the side: "The old man is very energetic."

The voice was trembling and soft.

She was neither big nor small, and she didn't restrain her strength, which made Cheng Xinghe's scalp hurt.

So he didn't hold back, and moved fiercely, staring at her closely, his face was a little flushed, but he was calm.

Occasional heavy wheezing.

He grabbed her fingers and held them, "Do you miss me?"

"Do not want to."

Cheng Xinghe lowered his head, sucked her lips into his mouth, and conquered the city.

Liang Mian was so comfortable. Hmph.

I wish I could soften myself into a puddle of clear water.

Cheng Xinghe has never been very emotional, and it is the same in this matter, but he is quiet and gentle. The two haven't seen each other for nearly a month, and he still takes care of her emotions and feelings, and accommodates her.

Liang Mian was immersed in it until the end.

His hand fell on the soft bed, and he refused to lift it up.

After sleeping for a while, the person is now awake.

Kicking him, bossing her around like a young lady: "Cheng Xinghe, I want a drink of water."

Babbling all the time.

His throat was so dry that he was about to smoke.

Cheng Xinghe raised his eyelids to look at her, didn't say much, stubbed out the cigarette, got up and poured water for her.

Passing the water glass to her, watching her sigh in satisfaction, she took the water glass silently and put it on the bedside.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, "Deleted WeChat."

"What WeChat?"

She didn't slow down, and reacted after a moment of bewilderment, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Cheng Xinghe directly took her mobile phone, Liang Mian went to snatch it, he stopped her hand, unlocked it in front of her, searched through WeChat, found the newly added friend on the home page, and deleted it neatly.

Liang Mian broke free from him, snatched back the phone and glared at him: "There is something wrong with you, why delete me?"

Cheng Xinghe nodded slightly, "What do you think?"

"Say shit."

Liang Mian was very upset, and pushed him away, "Get out, I'm so annoying, I've never seen you be so lenient before."

He clasped her thin shoulders, and the temperature from his fingertips penetrated into her skin without hindrance, "Liang Mian, you have to have a limit when you play."

Liang Mian waved his hand away, turned over, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.

After a while, Cheng Xinghe also lifted the quilt and lay down.

The two are separated by a certain distance, like a distinct Chu River Han boundary.

Although it was late, the biological clock remained the same.

When the first ray of light shone into the room in the morning, Cheng Xinghe still closed his eyes, subconsciously wrapped his arms and hugged him into his arms, but the hug was empty.

Opening his eyes, there was no figure of Liang Mian beside the bed.

Stretching out his hand, he felt a coldness.

People left early.

Liang Mian left after four o'clock in the morning, and she didn't stay with him overnight.

The little girl who used to be arguing about never leaving, never giving up, and never dying, now leaves as soon as she says, without even saying hello to him.

Cheng Xinghe sat up expressionlessly, and the silence was all over him.

As soon as he got home, Liang Mian climbed into bed cursing and fell asleep.

As a result, I fell asleep until around twelve o'clock.

Still woke up by a phone call from his younger brother Song Ji.

Song Jilai picked her up and went back to have dinner. Seeing that her eyes were black and dark circles were heavy, he asked in embarrassment, "How many times did you make such a fuss last night?"

Before Liang Mian finished yawning, he raised his hand to pinch him: "Song Ji, are you itchy?"

Song Ji kept hiding, but couldn't go anywhere, he gasped, hated his mouth, held back, but couldn't hold back: "Sister, when will you break up with Cheng Xinghe?"

Liang Mian turned her head: "We're not together, so what's the deal?"

"Then you... um? Wow, isn't it, sister, you're a prostitute, Cheng Xinghe can bear it?"

Finally finishing the unfinished yawn, Liang Mian rubbed her eyes, "What's the point, hurry up and drive to eat, I'm starving to death."

After speaking, he tilted his head against the car window and closed his eyes again.

She and Cheng Xinghe.

That year, despite her despicable means, she pressured her parents and Grandpa Cheng to ask Cheng Xinghe to marry her, because he already had his own heart, so she considered it "stealing love with a sword", and she didn't get married, so she took a step back and became an engagement.

She posted a post in Moments, notified many friends, and even went to Su Yan to show off her might.

Later, Grandpa Cheng passed away, Cheng Xinghe took over the Cheng family, and her marriage with him was delayed again and again.

Two years ago, Su Yan gave birth to a child.

Cheng Xinghe broke off the engagement with her.

She cried and made noises, but the outcome did not change. Since then, she was deprived of the title of "Cheng Xinghe's fiancée".

In a fit of anger, he went abroad to heal his wounds, and couldn't help but sneak back, thinking that he would never have anything to do with Cheng Xinghe again, and got entangled with him again by accident.

I have to make it clear——

It's just a mistake of drinking and a surprise overnight.

Liang Mian didn't want to think about how this situation came about.

In short, the cutting is constantly messy.

Liang Mian was narrow-minded, before sleeping with Cheng Xinghe, he still had the idea that he was the only one, but after sleeping with him, it was dispensable.

Because she discovered that not only was she greedy for him, Cheng Xinghe was also particularly greedy for her.

This made Liang Mian confident, so he was extremely arrogant.

He showed his bad attitude and unhappiness to the fullest in front of Cheng Xinghe.

Meals are eaten at home. Although Liang Mian's parents are very loving, the marriage with the Cheng family is ultimately due to the relationship of interests.

Even this meal is for work.

Although there is a strong sense of humanity and family ties, it still makes Liang Mian feel uncomfortable.

"Dad, it's better for you to talk to him about work. I don't understand, and he may not listen to me."

Father Liang shook his head, "It's more useful for you to speak out than any of us."

Liang Mian bit her lip, and poked the full-grained rice in the bowl with her chopsticks, which was wrinkled by her.

Song's mother didn't want to see her daughter's sad face, so she couldn't bear to force her, so she said to Liang's father: "What do children know about business? Treat Feng Qisen to dinner tomorrow and see if he can let go."

Song's mother's father was a foreigner, and she was of mixed race. When brought to Liang Mian, she looked more like a grandfather, with high browbones and deep features, with the delicacy of Westerners and the delicacy of Orientals.

After a meal, Liang Mian felt uncomfortable after eating.

In the past, Cheng Xinghe had no intention of family business, and would rather be an unknown dentist in the capital after graduating from university. After taking over the Cheng family, under his leadership, the Cheng family rose day by day, and became famous in Fengcheng. .

After the meal, Liang's father handed Liang Mian an invitation card, saying that there was a drink that she would serve on his behalf, and he persuaded without giving up: "I heard Mr. Cheng will also go, if you meet him, can you say Those who talk, try to help Dad talk."

Liang Mian stared at the delicately engraved cover of the invitation card, and nodded, "I know Dad."

The reception started at 07:30 in the evening. Liang Mian arrived early. Many luxury cars were parked outside. The red carpet ran from the entrance to the inside. There was a flower bouquet next to it. The waiters in tuxedo costumes received the reception. The huge crystal chandelier inside is dazzling, people come and go, extremely luxurious and lively.

Liang Mian stayed in the rest area at first, and because of her appearance, many people turned their heads to watch, so she kept a low profile and hid herself. The target was Cheng Xinghe, so naturally there was no need to cause other troubles.

The reception is grand, there are many people and the venue is wide, it is impossible to sit back and wait, and you still have to take the initiative.

Holding a glass of wine, Liang Mian walked through the crowd, and accidentally turned around and saw Cheng Xinghe.

In fact, his degree of myopia is not high, and he still has silver-rimmed eyes. He is tall and tall, with a handsome face. He looks gentle and polite, standing in the crowd like a dragon and a phoenix.

As if aware of her gaze.

When Cheng Xinghe was chatting with others, he slightly shifted his gaze, met Liang Mian's eyes, and looked away after just one look.

Liang Mian seemed to be looking at the air.

Biting his lip and puffing his face.

I was suffocating in my heart.

A young talent came forward to chat, but Liang Mian had no intention of pestering him, so he dismissed him, and when he looked at Cheng Xinghe again, he left.

Liang Mian followed his figure and took steps to keep up.

Come to the quiet balcony with few people together.

Seeing him skillfully playing with the cigarette, standing at the vent, the fireworks were blown out by the wind, and he raised his hand to cover it.

Liang Mian took the lead.

Liang Mian took the black lighter in his hand, wiped away the residual heat, and put her hand against his lips, covering the wind with her small palm, holding the smoke and lighting it up. There was a slight click sound, and a ray of flame rose.

Cheng Xinghe looked up at her.

The two were close, and he looked at her brows and eyes with the faint light of the fire, it was very light, and no emotion could be seen, and his lips were slightly pursed, which seemed to be a reluctant move.

The smoke was lit, and Cheng Xinghe smelled a hint of her sweet scent, followed by a slightly strong smell of smoke.

Liang Mian took a step back, still holding his lighter.

It's not like he couldn't see the gesture of favor.

"What's up?"

Liang Mian cursed and muttered in her heart, is there anything she can't see? When did she show so much attention? Except when she was chasing him in the past, she was born well, beautiful, and had a happy and carefree childhood. She should be a princess in the castle , Exquisite life.

But Cheng Xinghe appeared in his life.

His tone was slightly indifferent, Liang Mian thought it might have something to do with her leaving without saying goodbye today, pursed her lips, and said unwillingly: "Can I come to you if I have nothing to do?"

"Who came from?"

"Myself, my father made me come."

Cheng Xinghe understood, took the cigarette with his fingers, and breathed out the mist. In the curling white smoke, his facial features were hidden, and his brown eyes were faint.

He didn't ask further.

The scene was awkward for a while.

Liang Mian still held his lighter in his hand. After rubbing it with his fingertips twice, he handed it over: "Return it to you."

Cheng Xinghe accepted it.

This move seemed to break the rigidity, giving Liang Mian enough courage to speak. She looked at him with serious eyes: "Cheng Xinghe...you, can you help my father."

Liang Mian doesn't know much about business affairs. He vaguely knows that his family has a cooperation with Feng Qisen of Fengjin Group. In the name of cooperation, the other party suppresses the Liang family. solve.

Cheng Xinghe knew about Feng Jin and the Liang family's affairs, and based on the friendship between the Cheng family and the Liang family, as long as Liang's father raised a few words, Cheng Xinghe would help.

But he was away on a business trip, Liang's father didn't have that chance, and it was difficult to explain over the phone, after all, Cheng Xinghe and Feng Qisen's friendship also lies in that.

After much deliberation, Liang Mian decided to ask Liang Mian to find out, to see if Cheng Xinghe would let go, so Father Liang could take the next step.

"Why did you leave?"

Without answering the question, he took another drag on his cigarette.

Mentioning this, Liang Mian felt guilty for no reason when he met his eyes, and unconsciously looked away: "I don't want to stay anymore."

He raised his hand to straighten her head. There was a faint smell of fir, and his fingertips clasped her chin, "Then what do you want me to do now?"

Ask knowingly.

Liang Mian complained.

Wrinkled his nose, "You know, I want your help."

"Is this the attitude?"

She finally looked at him squarely, thought for a while, and took two steps closer.

The face leaned over.

Staring at his lips, kissed.

superficial.

Cheng Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly.

The hand holding the cigarette rested on the balcony railing, letting the wind blow, shaking off the ash and falling on the green grass below.

Seeing that he was still indifferent, Liang Mian bit her lip, gave it up, kissed him again, and whispered in his ear: "Please, Brother Xinghe."

That voice was very soft and coquettish.

Cheng Xinghe curled the corners of his lips calmly, then calmly pushed her away, "Pay attention to your image."

Liang Mian: "..."

Just hehe.

The more familiar Cheng Xinghe is, the more he feels like a dog.

It only took a moment to change his face, "Will you help?"

"What do you say?"

She said shit...air.

Probably able to sense her displeasure, maybe secretly scolding him in his heart, Cheng Xinghe tapped her lips with the hand holding the cigarette, "Don't let me hear you swearing again."

The smoke warmed up, right next to her face, and there was still a smell, a bit choking, Liang Mian subconsciously sneezed, and Cheng Xinghe stubbed out the smoke the next moment.

"Oh."

Don't say it in front of your face, you definitely want it behind your back.

Liang Mian is very good at small talk.

"Go home tonight."

Liang Mian thought about what this family referred to, and pinched her fingers boredly, not in a high mood: "Oh."

It's the Cheng family.

A Chinese-style classical manor standing on the hillside, covering an extremely large area, with private gardens, swimming pools, tea room wine cellars, orchards, and miniature golf courses; it is divided into east and south gardens. Later, Cheng Xinghe's aunt was dealt with in full power, and Cheng Xinghe lived in the Nanyuan.

Before picking fruit in the orchard and falling, Liang Mian never went there again.

And from her point of view, staying in Cheng's house is not what it seems on the surface, but a symbol of a sacred approval, but Cheng Xinghe is irrelevant, so Liang Mian can't figure out what he is thinking.

It's not her turn to speculate, after all, she is just a dispensable little person.

"Cheng Xinghe, do you... like me a little now?" Liang Mian asked hesitantly as he thought of some possibility.

"I'll help your father, send me a message after the reception, besides."

He paused and looked at her, "Don't give WeChat to others casually."

After speaking, he touched her face, wiped her and left.

Liang Mian blushed for a moment, feeling so embarrassed that she couldn't bear it.

What kind of sentimentality do you pretend to be.

The resentment towards Cheng Xinghe deepened a bit.

In the bottom of my heart, I greatly discounted his favor.

The favorability that was left at first was about to become negative in an instant.

Liang Mian gritted her teeth and said harshly, "It's best not to like me, or I'll play you to death!"

old man!
(End of this chapter)