Chapter 112.1

Hearing the speech, Liang Xiaoyu puts away his words, purses his lips and looks at Xin Zezhao, who is concentrating on putting ice on his forehead. His slow and graceful movements and tender feeling of pity make Liang Xiaoyu feel that this evening's Xin Zezhao seems to have a temptation that makes people easily fall.

Something is changing quietly. The deer, who has been sleeping for a long time in his heart, slowly wakes up and whispers out: "Xin Zezhao..."

"Well?"

Following Liang Xiaoyu's voice, Xin Zezhao looks down and looks up at the clear apricot eyes. He finds that there seems to be some inexplicable feelings in his soft eyes.

Xin Zezhao's eyes narrowed slightly, trying to find out. At this moment, Liang Xiaoyu's delicate hand stretched out and gently rubbed his eyebrows, as if to smooth the depression between his eyebrows.

The slight warm touch from the finger abdomen intensifies the palpitation in Xin Zezhao's heart and turns into an impulse to break out of the cocoon.

Slowly put down the ice bag, Xin Zezhao grasped the hand that stroked between his eyebrows, deep and dark eyes like black jade, quietly looking back at Xiaoyu.

The late autumn wind blows by, but it doesn't make Liang Xiaoyu feel a bit cold, because she sees the deep warmth through Xin Zezhao's cold eyes.

Liang Xiaoyu smiles, but her pure and watery eyes are enchanting. Her lips are as red as Danxia, which makes Xin Zezhao's eyes deepen suddenly.

Xin Zezhao slowly leans over her forehead and pushes away her hair. Her thin and tender lips gently suck and kiss the corners of her eyes. Then she moves slowly and stays on Liang Xiaoyu's flushed cheek. Her lovely red face makes Xin Zezhao open her thin lips and nibble a few times.

The nose is full of the sweet but not greasy fragrance of Liang Xiaoyu. Xin Zezhao reaches out and encircles her waist with emotion. Finally, her deep black eyes lock on Liang Xiaoyu's beautiful red lips.

The warm lip petals slide down from her cheek and fall between Liang Xiaoyu's lips, rolling and kissing. At this time, Xin Zezhao, who has always been calm and self-made, no longer has the previous patience and gentleness, suddenly makes a strong hand to hold her back and deepen the kiss.

"Squeak." A harsh brake sound suddenly sounded in the already crowded street. A bright red limited edition sports car stopped in the low roar of the engine, and its arrogant posture attracted many people's attention.

The door was lifted up in a cool way, and a pair of slender long legs wrapped under the lace skirt stretched out from the inside of the car. Then, in the hot eyes of the people, a beautiful image came out of the car.

"Here we are at last."

The woman gracefully arranged her long brown hair, which was not messy, and her skin was shining like a porcelain doll in the sun. Like cherry general attractive lips quietly gently incited, but the next second pulled up a charming smile.

Like a luminous body, the woman's eyes silently swept around those passers-by who were fascinated by themselves. The innocent faces of people and animals even turned slightly red. The appearance of niune showed that some passers-by didn't even pay attention to the road and directly hit the street lamp.

Behind him came a whistling sound of dissatisfaction from the car. Looking at the paralyzed traffic caused by herself with satisfaction, the woman confidently threw on the door, took a square box wrapped in linen and walked towards a tall building in front of her.

"Your pass, please." Just as the woman's figure was about to step into the revolving gate of the building, the security guard who had been guarding the building finally regained his mind. He coughed a few times and quickly stopped the doll like woman in front of him.

"Well? pass check? Are you talking about me When the woman heard the sound, she took her feet back. There was a red rope tied to her slender ankle. She turned gracefully, with a very polite smile on her face.

"Ah? Ah, it's Yes A woman's soft voice is as pleasant as her appearance, and as harmless as a docile sheep. The young security guard was stuttered by the sudden reply.

"Without a pass, sorry, you can't enter the company." Although the woman in front of him is his favorite type, the security guard still forces himself to remember his duty before the string of reason is broken.