Chapter 54: Deep Love
He Sang's eyes were red.
Liang Jishen gripped the armrest of the car, and the blue veins on the back of his hand seemed to be struggling with himself.
He clearly bent down and put his upper body into the car, but then he closed the door, turned around, grabbed He Sang, and pulled him into his arms.
He Sang sobbed softly.
He had originally planned to send her off before rushing back to the Zhonghai Group for a meeting, so his hair and clothes were neatly done, giving him an air of heroism. She buried her head in his neck, her breath filled with the scent of his cigarettes, the woody, medicinal shampoo, and the lingering aroma of his hair.
In the past few days, He Sang has been living in Jinyue Mansion, but she sleeps in a separate room from Liang Jishen. He has never stepped into her room, and their interactions are limited to daytime meals. In addition, they had not been together for a while before, so she hasn't smelled his scent for a long time.
Familiar, fascinating.
Liang Jishen's body odor has a faint sense of ethereal loneliness.
Ancient temples, deserts, and ocean waves.
The emotions he released were contradictory and turbulent.
"Stay with you for half a day longer?" The strong echo from the man's chest hit her.
She pointed with one finger. "One year."
Liang Jishen laughed, "Did I ever tell you not to be petty?"
He Sang rested his head on his shoulder and said, "I don't know anyone here."
Hot, salty tears slid into his collar, flowing down his skin to his heart. The man completely lost his temper. "If I hadn't taken over Zhonghai, I could stay with you as long as you want, but you have to leave now."
"Would you have stayed with me if you hadn't taken over?"
Without hesitation, he said, "Yes."
He Sang grabbed his shirt sleeve and said, "You've lied to me so many times."
"I didn't lie to you this time." Liang Jishen coaxed her gently. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, mixed with fine snow. He held the ends of her hair and brushed away the raindrops bit by bit.
At this moment, a police car drove up from the West Street intersection, sirens blaring. "Inspector Liang, are you here on official business?"
Liang Jishen turned around and saw a young police officer with a shoulder strap with one bar and one star.
"Xiao Wu, got promoted?"
The young police officer exclaimed, "Inspector Liang, do you still remember me?"
He laughed, "I quit."
"Quitting?"
Liang Jishen said calmly, "I've stepped down."
"Director Gu said you got a promotion!" The other party was puzzled. "The new upstart in the city. I figured with your ability, you'd be at least the second-in-command in the city."
"It can be considered a promotion. I went to Zhonghai."
The young police officer noticed He Sang next to him and said, "Is this my sister-in-law? She's so beautiful."
Liang Jishen gestured to her, "Xiao Wu, from the Criminal Police Team."
She didn't know what to call him, and hesitated, "Officer Wu——"
"Just call me Xiao Wu. When I was an intern, Inspector Liang took good care of me."
Liang Jishen handed him a cigarette and said, "I just entrusted Director Gu with this. I have one more thing to tell you. She works at the Provincial Drama Theater. Please take good care of her."
"Our provincial drama theater? It's quite a mess there, nothing like yours."
He Sang's heart skipped a beat. "Chaos?"
Xiao Wu clicked his tongue and said, "You'll know after you go there for a few days."
Liang Jishen booked a Chinese-style hotel in the city. The Huizhou architectural style with gray walls and white tiles is extremely rare in the pure north, and business is relatively slow. He probably took advantage of this.
There was a withered plane tree outside the hotel, and its sparse branches blocked the afternoon sun. Liang Jishen hugged her waist and covered half of her face with the hood of his down jacket.
He also wore sunglasses, but took them off after avoiding the surveillance cameras in the lobby.
The business suite was on the top floor of the seventh floor. He Sang walked in front, his back quiet and dejected.
After swiping the room card, Liang Jishen hugged her from behind.
He Sang's windbreaker fell to the ground, and the man's windbreaker disappeared in the entanglement.
He kicked the door shut, grabbed her head and kissed her madly.
"Do you miss me?"
Liang Jishen tore open He Sang's bra strap with his teeth and sucked her breasts.
"You bite too hard..." She couldn't help but lean back, digging her fingers into his hard short hair.
Impending separation is the best aphrodisiac.
Liang Jishen worked extra hard. Unlike before, she mostly served him, but of course they also served each other. He did not enjoy the pleasure alone in this regard. He liked to guide women to enjoy it together. Even if her condition was slow, he would adjust the pace and wait for her.
At this moment, he arched his back and moved down along He Sang's body.
She opened her eyes wide and almost instinctively held him down to stop him.
Liang Jishen was not gentle, but violent. This violence suited her so well, and fitted the atmosphere so well, in this orgy that seemed like the last one.
Under He Sang's palms were his strong and vigorous muscles, which bulged with the fierce movements, exuding great attack power. Her state broke out quickly, and the hearty comfort turned into wave after wave of tides, which bumped and trembled in her body.
She eventually almost fainted in the man's hot sweat.
......
Liang Jishen hugged the half-conscious He Sang, picked up his watch and took a look. He said hoarsely, "I should go now."
She pretended to be asleep and didn't move.
The man repeated, "I'm going to be late for the meeting."
He Sang remained motionless.
Liang Jishen lifted up her nightgown and pinched her tender waist. That was the most sensitive part of her waist, and she was so stimulated that she sat up instantly.
"He Sang." He put his hands behind his head and stared at her. "Are you trying to turn me into a lazy and incompetent ruler?"
She lay down, "Are you still coming to see me?"
"look."
"real?"
Liang Jishen stroked her hair and nodded.
"Then where will you live?"
He understood He Sang's evil intentions, but he did not expose them. He patiently answered her, "Jinyue Mansion."
"Do you live alone?"
"With others."
He Sang was stunned, then lay down and turned his back to him.
The man put his arm under her and took her in his arms again. His lips touched her cheek, and his rough stubble rubbed against hers. "Cheng Xun is not a human being?"
She blushed from the itchiness, "Cheng Xun doesn't count."
Liang Jishen was determined to tease her, "Isn't he considered a human being?"
He Sang got into his pajamas and said in a muffled voice, "Woman!"
He didn't respond, but with a smile in his eyes, he patted her back from time to time, "Be good and don't act willful."
"If you have any trouble, find Gu Jianghai. If he can't solve it, call me."
Liang Jishen's chest muscles undulated, and she rested her head on them, like a snake winding tighter and tighter. He had no difficulty bearing He Sang's weight, but she rarely indulged him like this. "You can just hit me directly."
"Can you come?"
"Try your best."
He Sang got out of bed. There were several sets of summer pajamas in the closet. She chose one. Liang Jishen was already dressed. She leaned silently against the door, like a lost little elk. Her icy pink pajamas were unbuttoned, the outer robe hanging open, the inner skirt barely covering her thighs. Her knees were red and swollen from kneeling, and her wrists, which were dangling, bore the marks of his belt.
When he was in the heat of passion, he tightened his grip and scratched the skin a little.
Liang Jishen stepped into the elevator, his hand paused on the button, and they looked at each other from a distance. He Sang's eyes were watery and she looked at him without blinking.
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