In the middle of the night, Liang qiange with a trace, lost in sleep in the past.
They have not been so unrestrained for a long time. Liang qiange has no time to think about how to cover up so many traces on his body tomorrow.
After she fell asleep, thin Xiushen did not sleep. He hugged Liang qiange from behind, and pecked at her neck one by one.
Liang qiange sleeps in ignorance and doesn't wake up. Thin Xiushen kisses her for a while and reaches out to pick up her long hair and hold it to the side.
After removing his hair, he could see her peaceful sleeping face and the red mark on her neck.
He stroked the marks with his thumbs. Thin Xiu pondered for a moment, then turned to take the phone and turned on the camera.
He held Liang qiange's hand, clasping her fingers tightly with the big palm, then pointed the camera of the mobile phone at the two hands and pressed the shutter.
On the screen of mobile phones, the hands of men and women are intertwined and touching.
Bo Xiushen opens his microblog and uploads this photo. However, he pauses when he is about to publish it.
After a while, he deleted the picture, quit Weibo and set this photo as a mobile phone screen saver.
Put down the mobile phone, he turned, big palm along the hair of Liang qiange stroked for a while, finally stuck to her ear, with a low voice, whispered: "let you go this time."
After that, she gave her a kiss on the earlobe.
……
The next morning, Liang qiange was awakened by the sound of the phone.
She was tired of opening her eyes, hazy, ear is thin repair heavy voice: "basic can, you send the past, wait for that side to reply."
Liang qiange lifted the quilt and showed his bleary eyes and looked at the man beside him.
Bo Xiushen turned his head when he heard the news. He said to the phone, "talk to the company again." Finish saying, hang up the phone, reached out to touch Liang qiange's face: "noisy to you?"
Liang qiange shook his head, rubbed past, put his face on his arm, said: "No
Thin Xiu Shen hugs her, and his fingers rub the skin on her shoulder.
Liang qiange noticed his action, glanced at his shoulder, and then sighed: "there are all of them here."
Thin Xiu Shen gave a low smile and leaned down to take a small bite at the kiss mark on her shoulder.
"Hiss..." Liang qiange closed his eyes and took a breath.
Thin Xiu sink a Leng, ask: "ache?"
Liang qiange opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "itching."
Thin Xiushen first stagnated, the next second, his lips fell on the soft lips of women, hands sliding into the quilt. The hot body temperature, gradually the woman in the arms firmly imprisoned.
The morning fog has not yet cleared, the hot scene in the room began to play.
……
An hour later, the alarm clock rang in the room. Listening to the harsh bell, Liang qiange pushed the man in front of him and said, "I'm going to be late Well... "
Bo Xiushen held her unfinished words and hugged her more tightly.
Liang qiange couldn't help it, so he got along with him for a while.
Until the alarm clock had rung three times, she couldn't afford it. She bit thin Xiu Shen's shoulder fiercely and yelled at him: "how can you be so strong! I'm not tired! "
Bo Xiushen was still trying to hold her down, but suddenly he burst out laughing.
He lowered his head and buried it between her neck. His breath was full of her smell. He glanced at her neck and said, "you provoked me first."
Liang qiange was wronged: "I don't have it!"
Bo Xiushen did not argue with her, only bit her lip, and kiss for a long time, finally turned over and let her go.
As soon as he backed away, Liang qiange quickly slipped out of bed with a thin blanket in his arms, and rushed into the bathroom with his legs sore.
When Liang qiange took a shower, Bo Xiushen came in. Liang qiange heard the voice and said, "you are not allowed to come in!"
Bo Xiushen said, "didn't you want me to send you? I'm in a hurry, too
Liang qiange scolded: "then you have been making noise just now!"
Bo Xiushen knew what was wrong. He didn't argue. He just softened his voice and said, "I promise, it's just taking a bath and not doing anything else."
Liang qiange looked outside, but she saw thin Xiushen standing there without any cover. Her face suddenly turned red, coughed and said, "you said that!"
After that, she let go of her hand and stood in the shower to let Bo Xiu sink in.
Bo Xiushen comes in. The humid space is steaming hot. Bo Xiushen does what he says. He doesn't toss Liang qiange any more. He just helps her wash her hair.
thin repair Shen Liang Liang thousand song blowing hair, Liang Qian song in front of makeup mirror smear flaws.
finished blowing Liang's hair, and when he was blowing his hair, Liang thousand song was still blemish. When
is thinning and changing clothes, Liang Qian is wearing a concealer.
When the clothes are changed, the watch is ready to go out. Liang qiange is still there! Face the mirror! Smear blemish!Liang qiange:
Bo Xiushen also saw that Liang qiange was very subdued. He walked behind her, held her shoulder, and said, "I'll help you wipe it?"
Liang qiange clapped his hand and said: "go away!"
Finally, when Liang qiange finished cleaning up and went downstairs, it was already after nine o'clock. Qi Zheng knew that Bo Xiuchen would send her, so he left on his own.
Liang qiange was sitting in the car with a small mirror looking at her neck. As she looked at it, she asked, "can't you see it? I think it's a little bit red here. "
Bo Xiushen started the car, looked around and said, "No
Liang qiange complained to him again: "all blame you."
Bo Xiu nodded with a smile: "yes, yes, it's all my fault. I admit it."
Liang qiange looked at him and pursed his mouth. After a moment, he said, "it's my fault. I shouldn't eat with him. When I go to the world, I should go too."
Bo Xiushen reached out and rubbed her hair and did not comment on the matter.
Not happy is certainly not happy, but in the final analysis, this is also to the four seas, and Liang qiange has nothing to do with it.
However, he also has to say in front of the scandal: "promotion calls are not allowed to be saved."
Liang qiange burst into laughter. She nodded and said, "well, it doesn't exist."
Bo Xiushen sent Liang qiange to the work car arranged by the "I leave" program group. It was already late, and Liang qiange did not dare to delay. He said goodbye to Bo Xiushen and quickly ran over.
After liang qiange left, Bo Xiushen did not rush to start the car immediately, but took out his mobile phone
When opening the screen, the standby screen of holding hands first pops up.
Bo Xiu sank for a moment and rubbed the screen with his finger. After a while, he opened his address book and dialed a group of numbers.
The phone was quickly connected, and the person on the other side immediately said, "Mr. Bo, there has been a reply."
Bo Xiushen asked, "how about it?"
The person on the other side of the phone said: "Xiang's recent real estate investment has only three items, and these three items are in conflict with Daxing group. I have sent Bo's latest risk assessment and forecast report and solutions to Daxing in the morning. Daxing replied just now, saying that although we don't know why we should help them, they accept our good intentions And promised to accept this favor and to repay us when we have the opportunity. "
Bo Xiushen "en" voice, said: "that's it."
The person at the other end of the phone didn't understand: "but Mr. Bo, I heard that President Xiang himself took charge of the planning of these three projects, and said that they must be successful. We openly helped Daxing deal with Xiang's Is it too targeted? "
Bo Xiushen said faintly, "I am aiming at him."
The man on the other end of the phone choked.
Bo Xiushen said: "you also said that Xiang Jinnan is the current president of Xiang's family. If anyone offends me, I'll settle with him first. If he's afraid, he should hold his tail and roll as far as he can. If I'm in a good mood, I may let him go."
The person on the other end of the phone can't speak. What does the boss mean? Others offended the boss to his family, but the boss counted the account on the head of the general manager, and then united with his competitors to bully him?
Mr. Xiang, what's the big blood mould for eight generations?