Chapter 59.2

Two o'clock the next afternoon.

"Liang Xiaoyu."

"Yes, yes." On hearing this cool voice, Liang Xiaoyu immediately subconsciously adjusts her facial expression, smiles more, and the radian of her mouth naturally rises.

Looking at Liang Xiaoyu's dimple like flowers, Xin Zezhao also rises with the corner of her mouth, revealing a pleasant smile. It's not in vain for her arrangement last night.

"For the sake of your obedience, I'd like to send you some good news."

Ah, good news? You want to give me a raise?

At the thought of this, Liang Xiaoyu's smile was more sincere.

"Xinhai offended people last night and was sent to the hospital. It won't be better in a few months." Xin Zezhao light smile flashed with satisfaction, a pair of you quickly thank me.

"Xinhai? It's none of my business. It's not that I call for a fight. " What kind of good news is this? It has nothing to do with half a cent. Liang Xiaoyu doesn't think so.

"It's not really your order, because I sent people to go."

"You? Mr. Xin, are you satisfied and have nothing to do? "

Xin Zezhao stood up slowly, smiling.

But Liang Xiaoyu, who has been fighting with Xin Zezhao for so long, is acutely aware of the danger and retreats.

Finally, she found that it was more dangerous to retreat to the corner, so she quickly said: "I haven't cleaned the bookshelf yet, so I have to clean it quickly." Desperate to cross Xin Zezhao's side, picked up the cloth to wipe hard.

Seeing that Xin Zezhao didn't stop him, Liang Xiaoyu felt relieved.

After a while, Liang Xiaoyu was surrounded by a familiar breath. Looking up, he found that Xin Zezhao didn't know when he came to him.

Tall and straight figure completely shrouded his figure, making himself more petite than ever.

Xin Zezhao props his hands on the bookshelf separately, embracing Liang Xiaoyu in the middle, pretending not to know that he is cleaning the bookshelf fiercely.

Xin Zezhao turned his head slightly and approached Liang Xiaoyu's white and delicate ears.

Ambiguous posture looks like Xin Zezhao embraces Liang Xiaoyu behind his back, bows his head and whispers intimately in his ear.

"He's in hospital, and you're upset?" The close distance between the two makes Xin Zezhao's lips almost touch Liang Xiaoyu's earlobe, but the breath from the conversation is directly poured into Liang Xiaoyu's ears.

The touch from the ear makes Liang Xiaoyu feel sour and itchy. Xin Zezhao is too close to her. The pleasant smell lingers in Liang Xiaoyu's nose. The strong smell of androgen makes Liang Xiaoyu's heart skip a few beats.

Before Liang Xiaoyu could reply, Xin Zezhao's voice rang out again: "are you not afraid that he will send you some pears with needles? Well

Xin Zezhao's voice is much less cold, and it is more of a seductive and ambiguous temptation.

The breath beside his ears made him feel numb. He didn't feel shortness of breath, but after hearing what Xin Zezhao said, all his feelings disappeared.

"Did he really send those pears?" Liang Xiaoyu turns around in surprise.

Liang Xiaoyu, who only wants to confirm things, completely forgets his current situation and that he is being "hugged" by Xin Zezhao.

Liang Xiaoyu's turn is really "throwing himself in the arms". Her ruddy lips accidentally touch the tip of Xin Zezhao's nose when she turns around.

The unexpected touch makes Xin Zezhao's eyes sink down, like a fire in his heart. Xin Zezhao leaves his hands from the bookshelf and puts them directly on Liang Xiaoyu's waist.

"You brought it yourself."

After Xin Zezhao said in a hoarse voice, he found Liang Xiaoyu's thin and tender red lips to kiss her.

Liang Xiaoyu's hand is against Xin Zezhao's strong chest, and the warmth comes from his hand. Xin Zezhao's familiar and strong breath surrounds Liang Xiaoyu.

Too hot ambiguity between the two makes Liang Xiaoyu's white face also dyed a layer of pink.

Just now, Xin Zezhao's hair blowing in his ear made his heart numb. Now it's even more numb. It seems that something is constantly scratching in his heart.

This kind of feeling does not seem to hate, slowly cool Xiaoyu also relaxed the body, did not struggle.

Xin Zezhao only felt that there was a fire rising in his body. He frowned and let go of Liang Xiaoyu.

Damn, it's so easy to Now is not the time.

The hot kiss is over, leaving the warm body, a trace of cool to cool Xiaoyu head-on, but still can't blow away the flush on cool Xiaoyu's cheek.

What to do? What should we do now? Liang Xiaoyu, who came to his senses, was ashamed and annoyed that he had just closed his eyes and allowed Xin Zezhao to do whatever he wanted.

Ah! How do I face Xin Zezhao?!

Looking at Liang Xiaoyu's face full of shame, and guilty of not dare to look at their own eyes, this is really a lovely side."You seduced me before, well, now you've made it." For the "efforts" made by Liang Xiaoyu, the president of Xinda gave a generous affirmation.

"What do I mean by seducing you! You put it up yourself Yes, that's right. She was really seducing him on the yacht before. They went out on the yacht. Liang Xiaoyu always seduced their see before intentionally or unintentionally, but so what? It can't be admitted so easily.

"Oh, really? Who just turned and threw himself in the arms? "