surrender to her

Chapter 95 Kiss Me
In addition, Fu You also said one thing, the short-haired actress who acted as a demon at the celebration banquet was exposed to an accident, and it was quite serious. Fu You scolded her for doing unrighteous things and would kill herself.

Meng Cheng didn't pay much attention and just listened casually.

Ten o'clock in the evening, Tokugawa Hotel.

Someone came to pick her up, not the company's car. When he arrived at the hotel, the person greeted the front desk and left. He treated her respectfully throughout the process, and didn't show any strange eyes that shouldn't be there.

Meng Cheng was led to the designated private suite by the waiters in professional attire.

The waiter opened the door for her and made a gesture of please.

The lights in the entrance and the living room were not turned on, and it was dim, but a faint light leaked from the inside. Meng Cheng walked in, and the door closed behind with a click.

The sound of the heartbeat became clearer in the silence.

Meng Cheng called out, "He Liangchi?"

"He... President?"

She awkwardly changed her address again.

The suite was so big that there was an echo, and no one responded to her except the echo. Meng Cheng fumbled for the light switch on the wall, but found nothing. Suddenly, all the lights turned on in an instant.

The space and furnishings in front of him clearly came into view.

Cold and simple modern style, the most common unified decoration style of high-end hotels.

But no one was seen.

Meng Cheng was not in a hurry to find him, he had nothing to do, he looked around the living room, walked through a shelf, and entered a room, which was the bedroom.

Has a light and clean masculine fragrance.

Footsteps were heard outside the room, Meng Cheng turned around, He Liangchi came out from another room facing the bedroom, and from the half-closed door, he could see the layout of the study inside.

Apparently, he lives here often.

The two stood in front of the two rooms and looked at each other, but no one spoke for a moment.

Meng Cheng didn't know how to speak, they both knew what she was doing tonight, so should they say: "Mr. He, I'm here to sleep with you?"

Strange.

too weird.

He Liangchi leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, stared at her for a while without showing any emotion, and opened his lips and said lightly: "Do you wash first or should I wash first?"

Meng Cheng: "..."

Seeing that she was silent, He Liangchi raised his eyebrows. Under such circumstances, he might have a frivolous and ambiguous expression, but he still made it so cold and indifferent: "Or, do you want to wash it together?"

Meng Cheng: "..."

Familiar with.

These words are too familiar.

Maybe he wasn't flirting with her at all, but just wanted to bring back the memories of their previous relationship, including the details of what she had said to him.

At that time, he was still an innocent young man with red ears berating her for saying such things in a low voice. Meng Cheng was surprised at his change, and even more lamented that the roles of the two had been reversed now, and he didn't speak out.

He Liangchi suddenly straightened up at this moment, walked towards her, and unbuttoned his chest, clearly in a slow manner, but in just a few seconds, the suit and vest were thrown aside, and the shirt was also opened, revealing the lines The smooth and well-defined pectoral muscles trend downward to reveal a flat and lean abdomen.

"Don't talk? Then we will wash together by default." He made the decision for her.

"...?...!"

Meng Cheng regained his composure for a moment, "You wash first!"

The man had already approached, and Meng Cheng brushed past him inch by inch against the wall, "After all, you've already… half taken off."

The corners of He Liangchi's lips twitched slightly, and he went into the bathroom without saying anything.

Meng Cheng exhaled, and leaned on the wall to make himself stand still.

After He Liangchi finished washing, he changed into casual clothes at home, so he didn't look so cold and oppressive during the day, and his hair was half-wet drooping in front of his forehead, as if he had shortened the distance from the boy before.

Meng Cheng passed by him and smelled the mild fragrance of shower gel on his body.

Meng Cheng washed slowly. After washing, he noticed something. The bathroom door was opened a crack. She poked her head out, but she couldn't see him. She raised her voice and shouted: "He Liangchi, what am I wearing?"

Not long after, footsteps could be heard outside, they entered a room, walked out again, gradually approaching, He Liangchi appeared at the door, holding a white shirt in his hand, "Put this on."

Meng Cheng was taken aback, blinked, and asked him, "Is this the interest of the gold master?"

He Liangchi: "..."

"Do you want to wear it? If you don't wear it, come out naked."

He gestured to withdraw his hand, Meng Cheng quickly reached out to take the clothes, "Put it on."

"It's better to do that step by step. It's not good to be naked at the beginning."

"..." He Liangchi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Meng Cheng finally walked into the bedroom wearing his men's shirt that could barely cover his buttocks. His white and greasy legs were long and thin, and his hair was slightly curly, half-blown and draped over his shoulders.

The soft white light made the shirt a little see through, and she was honestly wearing nothing.

The waist curve is looming.

Anyone who can resist this scene can become a monk.

He Liangchi sat lazily on the bed and looked at his phone. Hearing the movement, he raised his eyes and looked over. The fire burst out of his eyes for a moment, and he put down the phone without any disguise.

"come over."

Meng Cheng walked over.

"Kiss me." His tone was flat, as if giving instructions.

"..."

All right, the benefactor has the final say, we can't let the benefactor serve her.

Thinking so, Meng Cheng straddled the man's legs and hooked his neck.

The two warm bodies were very close, her lips touched his lightly, and the kiss moved down slowly.

Jerky, awkward, tense.

No rules.

He Liangchi sneered coldly, and a deep tremor resonated in his chest, choking her: "That's all you have to do in bed, why do you still learn from others?"

Meng Cheng: "..."

She was silent, raised her eyelashes, and stared at him with a coquettish fox: "The main thing is, are you the one who sent it up?"

He Liangchi's Adam's apple rolled, even though the fire was prairie fire, he didn't take the initiative to move forward, "Continue?"

Meng Cheng shook his head, drooping his head, "I'm a little frustrated by what you said."

The two sat opposite each other, and the air was quiet for a moment.

Suddenly, a laugh that was so light that it could be ignored, came out from his nose, almost a full breath.

There was no sarcasm, no choking, no ambiguous attitude towards her that he had always been elusive towards her since the two met again in a real sense.

Just a normal laugh.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Cheng's attention had not been withdrawn from the laughter, and she suddenly felt heat and tightness around her waist, and she was pressed against the big and soft circle by a hugging posture that could be said to be tightly imprisoned. bed.

A lingering and fierce kiss.

Overwhelming.

He was still angry, punished, with emotions that he could not and would not express.

He Liangchi bit her neck hard.

Like a wolf's warning to its prey.

His deep and hoarse voice sounded along with the scorching breath: "Meng Cheng, stay by my side honestly, don't think about anything else."

Meng Cheng was silent, and then gave a low "um".

He Liangchi kissed her again for a while, let go of her a little, pulled the quilt over her body, and turned off the light.

then……

Then he hugged her and died.

Meng Cheng waited for a while, "He Liangchi?"

His voice was lazy: "Huh?"

She was incredible: "You want to sleep with me... Sujue?"

He Liangchi: "..."

"Then is our deal a success?"

He Liangchi paused for a while, as if puzzled, "What?"

Meng Cheng casually found an advantage: "Can I play the heroine of Chen An's next play?"

He Liangchi: "..."

"Your sacrifice is at most a trick." He said coldly.

Meng Cheng: "..."

She said to herself, I'm all sent to the door to lie here, it's you who don't sleep...

But to play the role of heroine and benefactor, she wants the latter.

(End of this chapter)