Chapter 65: Men who wake up in the morning are really brave
Liang Chihui handed over the essential oil bottle and said, "The third brother asked Cheng Xun to send it to me to warn me not to go to other provinces again."
Liang Yanzhang frowned. "Xi Lan said that the third brother wants to give that woman surnamed Song a status. I know his personality. If he wants a woman surnamed Song, he won't want He Sang. Is your information wrong?"
"Since Aunt Ji heard that Miss Song was going to take the position, she would definitely take action." Liang Chihui stroked the ceramic bottle. "Aunt Ji is busy dealing with Miss Song and will no longer make things difficult for He Sang. She also has no energy to offer you advice on how to approach her. If there are rumors that the Third Brother is supporting He Sang in another province, Aunt Ji probably won't believe it."
Liang Yanzhang had never thought about this.
He narrowed his eyes, "The third brother was very fond of that woman at the time."
"Father misses Aunt Weng, and he also loved my mother and Aunt Ji. Now, isn't he also interested in He Sang? The third brother has a man's nature. It's normal for him to be reluctant to let go of such a beautiful girl who is raised by his side."
Liang Yanzhang put his hands behind his back and walked around the study for a few laps. "Second brother, I intend for you to inherit the Liang Group."
Liang Chihui smiled silently, "If my eldest brother goes into politics, I will inherit the company. If he goes into business, I won't compete with him."
"Second brother, whether Liang Jing goes into politics or business, you'll get at least half of my fortune." Liang Yanzhang walked up to him. "To be honest, I've grown tired of Xilan over the past ten years. Back then, your mother betrayed me, and her affair with Old Zhang went viral. I was so heartbroken that I married the simple and virtuous Xilan. But I've always been thinking about Weng Qiong, feeling guilty about her. I want to make amends, to find someone to rely on."
Liang Chihui listened silently.
"Second brother, you are a man of means. I know you have a way."
Their eyes met, and Liang Chihui smiled again, "I'll try my best."
The driver waited at the door for more than twenty minutes before Liang Chihui finally walked out of the study.
He struck a match against the wall, and the moment he lit the cigarette, the scarlet flames shone brightly into his eyes.
He blew huge clouds of smoke toward the ceiling.
The driver stood there silently without saying a word.
Outsiders have no idea what Liang Chihui is going to do.
After a long while, the light in the study went out.
He took a look and dusted off his cigarette. "Tell Huang Biao to contact other provinces. No matter what method you use, make sure He Sang doesn't live in Lishui Mansion anymore."
"Let Miss He move to a new place?"
Liang Chihui pinched the cigarette butt and said without further explanation, "Yeah."
......
He Sang was awakened from his sleep.
A wisp of heat rushed past her ears, and she was caught in a pair of wild and aggressive eyes like wolves. The sunlight that came through the curtains was a dim yellow-white, shining hazily on the man's face, which was very lustful, mature, handsome and three-dimensional.
The man was wearing a bathrobe and lying naked on his side.
He Sang vaguely recalled last night. She had fallen asleep alone, while he had slept on the sofa outside the house. "Why did you get into bed?"
Liang Jishen's big hands touched her buttocks, which were as white and tender as a baby's, making his palm lines look broad and rough, and his skin color dark.
The eagle and the spring water, strength and beauty.
An extremely strong contrast.
Her appearance was very good, and it suited his taste. Liang Jishen had also seen women of breathtaking beauty, and his body would have a momentary impulse, but more often than not, it would have been disgusting. But He Sang's subtle, gentle tenderness grew a little bit more day by day.
It will be like a smoking addiction that is deeply ingrained and cannot be quit.
"Have you ever done it yourself?" He was not in a bad mood after waking up, and his voice was dry and clear.
He Sang stared blankly, "What are you doing..."
Liang Jishen twisted her flesh with his hands, his eyes burning, ambiguous and obscure.
It dawned on her that he meant self-satisfaction.
"No!"
He Sang got out of bed angrily.
He also sat up, fastening his belt while looking at the frosted door of the bathroom. There was rippling mist-like steam, and a woman was bending over, her breasts hanging over the edge of the marble counter, with a small round point dropping down, fluttering and trembling.
She wasn't wearing any underwear.
Liang Jishen fastened the metal buckle and pushed the door open.
The temperature inside and outside is different, it's so hot that it's suffocating.
He Sang closed her eyes and rubbed the dense foam with her fingertips. She was used to washing her face with hot water. After washing, her face was rosy, her pores were slightly open, and her hair was soft and fine. Her face was a standard oval shape. She had been dieting for many years and was so thin that she had only a few pounds of flesh left, but she still had some baby fat. She tied her hair into a bun, like a little peach.
Liang Jishen walked over and hugged her from behind.
He took a breath, and He Sang felt a slight coolness on the back of his neck. The man exhaled again, and it felt numb and warm.
"It looks good with your hair tied up."
"It's scattered?"
Liang Jishen is a straight man, "It would look better if you tie it up." He looked at He Sang in the mirror and unknowingly took off her pajamas with one hand.
He Sang's cheeks were burning, and she subconsciously covered herself up. She pulled the towel over her belly, but Liang Jishen lifted it up, and she was completely exposed again.
No matter how long they had been together or how many positions they had tried, she was still no match for him and could not resist his direct and in-depth teasing.
And men who wake up in the morning are truly brave.
He is strong and vigorous, and even his kiss is passionate and powerful.
He Sang couldn't help but think of his early work photos, in which he was wearing a uniform, tie shoes, and a badge, looking dignified, upright, and sacred and inviolable. At that time, even Liang Jishen himself could not believe that one day he would release his lust in this way.
Li Zhen once said that once a solemn and serious man opens the floodgates and lets the water flow, he will be even more enthusiastic about farming.
There were tiny beads of sweat on both sides of He Sang's nose. Liang Jishen licked them and sucked them into his mouth.
He bent down and kissed her again, his saliva tasted a little salty and a little bitter.
She turned her head away and pushed him away, "You don't have any social engagements today?"
"have."
"Mr. and Mrs. Qiu?"
"no."
"Director Gu?"
The man kissed her chest fiercely, "I'll entertain you."
He Sang sat on the cool pool deck, the foam beneath him was slippery. He touched it with his hand, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of camellia.
Liang Jishen hung a Do Not Disturb sign, but the doorbell still rang.
He opened the door and Cheng Xun was standing in the corridor.
"What's up."
The man's expression was stern and his tone was dull. Cheng Xun looked bewildered. "Didn't you ask me to deliver breakfast at eight o'clock?"
"Is it eight o'clock?"
Cheng Xun was very honest, "It's 7:50, I'll deliver it early, you can eat it while it's hot."
Liang Jishen said nothing and walked back to the reception room.
Cheng Xun didn't understand what he had misunderstood and made him unhappy, so he followed cautiously until he caught a glimpse of the half-open bathroom door and saw He Sang sliding down the sink, the outline of his shadow seeming to be adjusting his pants.
He tactfully put down the lunch box and said, "Mr. Liang, I'll be back first."
"No rest all night?"
The suggestive sound of washing water came from the bathroom, but Cheng Xun turned a deaf ear to it. "I rushed back at three in the morning and took a nap."
The man wiped the dishes with disinfectant wipes and asked, "Did you give it back to him?"
“I paid it back.”
"What did he say?"
Cheng Xun conveyed every word without missing a word, "He said he understood what you meant."
Liang Jishen didn't believe what he said. He was working for Liang Yanzhang. As long as Liang Yanzhang didn't give up, there would be no peace.
Sometimes men are very mean. The food they find themselves eating tastes delicious, but they may not be appetizing for the food delivered to their door. However, He Sang is exactly the food Liang Yanzhang wants to find himself.
Even if another actress who looked more like Weng Qiong appeared, she would not be able to divert Liang Yanzhang's attention.
He Sang went back to the bedroom to change into a new pair of pants, and came out to casually rummage through the lunch box.
"Black bean milk, good for the kidneys." She handed it to Liang Jishen.
He glanced at it indifferently, "Do I need it?"
"It's almost time. Men's physical strength drops off drastically after they reach 30."
She was nearly crippled at Zhuangyuan Pavilion. Her feet were swollen, and so were her whole bodies. She took every opportunity to annoy him, "Sheep whip, sea cucumber, leek, you need to replenish your body."
Seeing her bad behavior, Liang Jishen raised his hand and poked her forehead. "You deserve it." He paused for a second. "I was away these few days. Who came here?"
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