Saving The Villain Boy

Longcheng, Bian's house.

The banquet began when the day was swallowed up. The moonlight outlined the luxury cars rushing around like flowing water and the solemn and gorgeous European-style buildings at the end of the manor. They walked straight along the tree-lined path and came to the banquet room in a short time.

The magnificent giant chandelier sinks down from the ceiling, reflecting the bright and elegant off-white intarsia floor, the long tables are neatly arranged, and the well-dressed men and women talk and laugh at Yan Yan.

Among the many celebrities, Liang Xiao undoubtedly belongs to the most eye-catching category.

Upstarts in the industry, heirs to wealthy players, or young wizards, no matter what name he is, he is enough to make people look at him-not to mention his young age and his outstanding appearance.

Tonight, he wore a well-tailored pure black suit. His cold white skin showed a sense of insolence and arrogance under the light. Just standing still can attract the eyes of many ladies and wives.

The only strange thing is that Liang Xiao is famous for his indifferent temperament, but now he looks at the phone with low eyebrows and smiles like a thin thread, slightly but long hanging on his mouth.

"Boss, according to my statistics, as of now, a total of twelve women have stopped to look at you." As the happy little secretary next to Mr. Liang, Gao Junming dutifully performed the task of statistics. "There are four of them here. When I asked you to strike up a conversation, the second most beautiful Miss Song Jia also gave me a strawberry cake, but you rejected it outright with the excuse that you don’t like sweets."

Liang Xiao looked away from the mobile chat interface and glanced at him lightly: "If you toss about this again, the deadline for the report will be advanced..."

"Boss, I was wrong!"

Gao Junming quickly swallowed a bite and was shocked. He couldn't bear his curiosity and asked: "Are you chatting with the boss?"

He was amused by the title, and raised the corners of his mouth very lightly: "Well, the boss."

really.

Gao Junming applauded his wit in his heart, but thinking about it carefully, it seems that only the boss's wife can make their boss laugh at the phone all the time.

President Liang was once the best example of the cold and domineering male protagonist in romantic novels. He kept his handsome face cold all day long and acted decisively and mercilessly. The employees were too scared, so only Gao Junming, the secretary, could say a few short words to him.

Since having a girlfriend, that gloomy and dreary temperament is like seeing the sun, and it has been visibly diminished by the naked eye. Although his personality is still introverted and reserved, he can be said to be much more gentle.

When processing a document, Gao Junming happened to hear a call from the boss’s wife.

Boss's smile overflowed from the moment he saw the caller, and his tone after answering the phone was incredibly gentle and pampering: "Okay, no problem... Would you like to say a few more words?" I want to hear your voice."

In the end, he raised his mouth and laughed unscrupulously, lowered his head and said, "Well, I love you too."

Wow, that look, that tone, where is the cold Boss he is familiar with, clearly like an innocent little boy who has just begun to love him, and he finally caught up with the goddess who has been fond of for a long time, who is cautious and almost fanatical.

That night, he crazily ate three bags of mustard-flavored single dog food potato chips in his single apartment. The bitter and spicy taste made his throat sore, which was exactly the same as being single.

A buzzing interrupted Gao Junming's thoughts. He walked around and saw Boss raising his hand to answer the phone.

"Hello, is the banquet over?"

Yan Qiwei's voice rang from the other side of the phone, and was a little blurred by the noisy background sound. Liang Xiao lowered his head and smiled: "Not yet, it should be soon."

"You said you wanted to go to Longcheng to discuss a contract with Bian's family, but it took so long as soon as you went." She paused, her voice softer, "Is it very hard? After coming back, I will reward you with a deep kiss with Yan Qiwei's limited amount."

Liang Xiao answered without thinking: "A kiss is not enough."

After a pause, he said, "I don't feel tired now when I hear your voice."

Gao Junming, who was drinking red wine, suddenly coughed when he heard these words.

"Now there is more than my voice." Yan Qiwei's laughter rang briskly like a bell, and mysteriously lowered her voice: "Mr. Liang Xiao, look behind you."

The heart suddenly rises because of these short words.

An unbelievable thought occupies all of his thoughts silently, Liang Xiao turned around and saw a pair of familiar bright eyes not far away.

The hustle and bustle of the surrounding voices were completely isolated, and the figures that came and went were reduced to a hazy background, and only Yan Qiwei, who was smiling and leaning against the wall, remained in his vision.

She deliberately rushed from the distant imperial capital, just to see him, like an unexpected light.

The youth is at a loss and flattered.

Gao Junming noticed that Liang Xiao was abnormal, and followed him to twist his head.

A slender young woman stood within her sight, with peach eyes, cherry lips, and black hair with curly curls at the end, some of which lay lazily on her shoulders. She was wearing a minimalist black dress with high-definition, slender shoulder straps, revealing the entire snow-white arm, the fabric tightly fits on the body, and outlines a graceful figure. Seeing his hairy young man, his ears are hot. .

Last second, he firmly believed that the second Miss Song family, who was pure and pleasant in appearance, was the most beautiful of all female guests, but now it seems that "cute is not worth mentioning in front of sexy". wrong.

Gao Junming has always known that the boss is good-looking, and she dressed up like this today...

How can Boss stand it tonight, cheer for him three minutes first.

Yan Qiwei trot over in high heels, shaking her hand in front of Liang Xiao's eyes: "Stupid?"

He was about to speak, when he dazzled, he saw her white neck and slender collarbone, and then down...

Liang Xiao's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he looked away stiffly.

She could see the other party's thoughts at a glance, and squeezed the youth's white cheek proudly: "Liang Xiao, are you shy?"

He couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, raised his hand to hold Yan Qiwei's fingertips, and gently rubbed: "Why are you here?"

"Come and see you." She replied confidently, raising the dessert packaging bag in her left hand, "This is a gift for the meeting, and I made tiramisu by myself."

Liang Xiao's eyes were full of smiles: "After eating so many of your failed cooking test products, I hope this one won't be too bad."

Gao Junming:?

Before, who was the little beauty who was cold-faced and used "hate dessert" as an excuse to refuse to strike up a conversation?

Oh, man, don't make the double mark too obvious.

The two of them behaved intimately, and they were both famous in the circle. For a time, many people cast amazement or envy. Occasionally, a few acquaintances who greet them also smiled with a comprehensible smile.

Yan Qiwei later realized that she blushed a little when she was seen, lowering her head and not looking at other people's sights. Suddenly there was a warm and rapid wind behind him, and a black suit jacket was put on his back.

Liang Xiao carefully helped her close her coat to her chest, covering a piece of white skin. After thinking for a while, she only gave a clumsy excuse: "It's cold today."

The body temperature of the young man remained in the coat. How could she not understand his thoughts, but only squinted and smiled: "Well, it's quite cold."

When the banquet ended late at night, Liang Xiao took Yan Qiwei back to the suburban villa to rest. Liang's family has properties in many places, and Longcheng, which is a transportation hub between the north and the south, is no exception.

Before leaving, Gao Junming was very self-aware and proposed to live in a hotel, but Liang Xiao threw a black card directly: "Presidential Suite."

Gao Junming: Damn it.

What a fuck, what a fuck.

"Thank you Boss!" He paused, then looked at Yan Qiwei, "Thank you, lady boss!"

Praise love! The boss in love is the best boss in the world! Long live the boss lady who turned Boss into an angel!

Yan Qiwei supported her cheeks and watched Liang Xiao finish her last bite of tiramisu.

She took a shower not long ago, wearing a silk suspender nightdress that she bought along the way. The hair was not completely dry, and the hair tail was wet on the shoulders, and water was faintly reflected in the eyelashes and pupils.

When he looked at him without blinking, he smiled like a fox that fascinated him.

"Liang Xiao," she smiled slyly, tapping her eardrum briskly, "How am I looking today?"

A large piece of white snow under her neck floated in her heart for no reason, and Liang Xiao breathed a suffocation: "Yeah."

After a pause, he lowered his eyes and said softly, "Can we not..."

Don't be so beautiful in front of other people.

The sights gathered behind her were like invisible steel needles, which made him feel uncomfortable.

But how should I say this again, Liang Xiao didn't want her to feel that her love was timid and selfish, although it was true.

"I know I know." Yan Qiwei smiled and wrapped his neck around his neck, whispering in her ear, "I will only wear it for you in the future."

She laughed innocent but sultry, and the heat sprayed with the voice made his earlobes tingle, and then listened to the girl next to her to continue to say: "I want to see you in a beautiful dress, after all, tomorrow is a very important day— Hey, do you remember when tomorrow is?"

Liang Xiao was stunned, raised his eyes to face her, frowning in confusion.

Yan Qiwei squeezed his face: "It's your birthday, stupid! Why else would I bring a cake here?"

Obviously, they can remember the weird time when they were in love for 100 days, but how could they have no impression of their birthday.

It turned out to be so.

A smile gradually filled her eyes, Liang Xiao stroked her slightly wet long hair.

In fact, he has never had a concept of his birthday since he was a child. On the contrary, the people around him have broken their hearts. Zheng Zeyu and Guo Mengmeng always prepare a lot of weird gifts, and the family members are keen on various kinds of gifts. Dinner in various restaurants.

He happened to be working outside this year, and without their babbled reminders and nagging in his ears, he forgot about it.

Yan Qiwei made a special trip here to accompany him.

She rubbed Liang Xiao's neck again: "But I didn't bring any special gifts."

"It's okay." He said in a determined tone, "I'll be happy if you can come."

The leaves outside the window rattled.

At the same time, Yan Qiwei's laughter passed through her ears: "You are right!"

She straightened up, her legs crossed on the sofa, and pointed to herself: "This is a gift."

This sentence is ambiguous, full of ambiguous factors that are not clear, and the quiet air around it becomes restless and rushes directly on Liang Xiao's heart.

The temperature did not know when it started, and it was unbearably hot.

Yan Qiwei herself was a little embarrassed. She quickly took something from her handbag and gave it to him. After Liang Xiao took it, the shyness in her heart finally broke out, her face flushed and her head lowered.

Liang Xiao could see the writing on it at a glance, and his cheeks were instantly red with drops of blood.

The small light blue packaging bag turned into a ball of fire. He didn't hold it right, and it was wrong to throw it aside. The apple jelly knot rolled up and down, suppressing the desire to rise: "...Weiwei."

Yan Qiwei did not look up, a little aggrieved: "Don't you like it?"

The people in front of you didn't answer.

After a long time, Yan Qiwei heard him sigh slightly, and a slender finger gently raised her chin.

The eyes of peach blossom eyes are sentimental, glowing brightly under the light, the smudged red ink spreads from the ears to the tip of the nose, and the cherry lips are slightly open. The snow-colored nightdress makes the whole person look white almost unreal, and the exposed shoulders have smooth and beautiful arcs like flowing water, and when you look inward, you will see a piece of white skin.

She didn't know how attractive she looked.

Liang Xiao didn't dare to breathe hard, leaned over and kissed her.

The soft and warm lips pressed down, rolling them patiently on her lips tirelessly. The movements gradually aggravated from the initial gentle restraint, and the unstoppable aggressiveness stirred Yan Qiwei's brain into chaos.

Storms and rains, stormy seas.

His body was like a sail lost in the sea, tumbling feebly in the overwhelming tide. When he was at a loss, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a distant lighthouse.

-Liang Xiao's hot palms touched her slightly trembling shoulders, swept down from her shoulders and necks, slid over the butterfly-shaped collarbone and soft and straight chest one by one, and finally landed on a narrow waist that was less than a grasp.

It's really too soft, it seems that a slight pinch can make it dent and pinch out plenty of water.

The young man closed his eyes slightly, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under the light, quietly covering the surging emotions under his eyes.

The temperature of the fingertips is scorching hot, and the skin under his hands almost melts like it has been burned.

The heat exploded and spread rapidly from a small spot, following the tactile senses, invading the internal organs, limbs, and a hundred skeletons. The brain was also detonated, and the thoughts were empty, and the fine moans were blocked on the tip of the tongue.

Yan Qiwei stretched out her hand to wrap around his waist, curled her fingertips subconsciously, unable to buckle on the raised spine, she didn't know that this action instantly shattered the youth's tense consciousness.

Their previous contact and intimacy were measured. It was not that they hadn't been ambiguous, but they were always restrained or shy, and the curtain ended with their flushed cheeks.

His movements tonight are green and patient, completely following natural instincts. The tip of the tongue penetrated between her slightly opened teeth, searching every even the most hidden corner of the lip cavity, exploring and tricking in the mingled lips and teeth with the utmost gentleness, as if to swallow her consciousness as well.

The sofa was soft, Yan Qiwei sank low, and plucked up the courage to open a gap in her eyes, facing the youth's dark eyes.

With his back facing the light, his eyes were rarely bright, like a deep cold pool, reflecting a little bit of broken moonlight.

Gentle and tight, yet dangerous.

She didn't know that it was the love and longing that had been hidden for seven years, mixed with all the unspeakable secret thoughts and cowardly but fanatical emotions of the young people, all pouring out at this moment.

Liang Xiao loved her for too long and too long, and she was cautious every time she touched her. Now she is close to hometown and she doesn't know how to deal with her.

Suddenly the twelve o'clock bell rang along with a string of phone vibrations, breaking the previously ambiguous atmosphere. Liang Xiao had a look on her face and slowly propped herself up.

Yan Qiwei could finally breathe unimpeded and let out a long sigh of relief.

The caller is Zheng Zeyu, and the midnight blessing is his favorite birthday surprise.

Behind her came the little girl's faint voice: "You... you can pick it up."

Zheng Zeyu's giggling laughter on the phone pulled him back to reality from the clouds. Liang Xiao looked at Yan Qiwei calmly while listening to his blessing.

She was also looking at him, blushing and covering her eyes when her eyes collided, and she was quite concealed.

Liang Xiao laughed lightly because of this action, and thanked Zheng Zeyu, who had finished saying blessings on the phone.

Zheng Zeyu was shocked: "Liang Xiao, your voice is wrong, why are you so spoiled, like laughing at your lover... Our relationship is pure, don't let it change qualitatively!"

"My girlfriend is here."

"Oh." He stayed for a while, then his voice louder, "Oh! Excuse me! Excuse me, buddy! I wish you both happiness!"

Then he hung up the phone.

Liang Xiao turned off the phone without saying a word, and turned to face Yan Qiwei, who was curled up on the sofa.

When she spoke, she panted slightly, and said like a mosquito: "Continue?"

He constricted his expression, picked her up by his waist, and went straight into the bedroom.

"carry on."

The author has something to say: ah ah ah, this is not the end chapter!

Because a young lady said she still wanted to eat candy, she wrote another chapter, let it out first x

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