Accidentally Entangled with the Rich: 130|128.8.29-

Zhou Guang didn't say much, he held the flowers in his hands, and looked away at Meng Yungui: "Why are you here?"

Meng Yungui was silent for a while: "Festival."

You don't even know any festivals, what a fart!

The two stood in a place where people came and went in the hotel, and Zhou Guang raised the flowers in his hands: "The flowers have been delivered."

You can go!

"I haven't eaten tonight yet." Meng Yungui said in a deep voice, "I'll rush over from City S after the meeting in the afternoon."

Meng Yungui wanted to touch the cigarette case, but he paused for a moment and raised his hand to hold Zhou Guangguang's arm, then turned to Zhang Shu and said, "Go ahead."

Zhou Guangguang and Meng Yungui have been entangled for so long, Zhang Shu also saw it, smiled and waved: "Then I will go back to the room first, and prepare for tomorrow's trip."

Zhou Shiguang pursed his lips: "I've eaten." Meng Yungui looked at her fair face, which was written with integrity. He raised his hand to hold her in his arms, kissed her deeply, and pressed her waist: "Then go for a walk."

The deep voice mixed with the warm breath fell on the sensitive skin, Zhou Guang shrank his neck, his face flushed.

"Mr. Meng."

Meng Yungui ignored her protest, took her hand and went out the door. There were snowflakes outside, and they fell bigger and bigger.

Getting in the car, Zhou Guang threw the flowers on the back seat: "It's smoked to death."

Assistant Zhu, you should stay in Northwest for the rest of your life!

Meng Yungui started the car: "I thought women like flowers."

"I don't hate it, it's just that the smell is too strong and I feel dizzy."

Meng Yungui raised his hand and scratched her cheek, staring at her: "What do you like?"

The deep voice was particularly ambiguous in the quiet car, Zhou Guang looked away from the window, Meng Yungui didn't tease him, started the car and drove out. Gradually warming up, Zhou Guang unzipped the scarf and down jacket, squinted his eyes: "Thank you for Huayu's matter."

"Is there anything substantial?"

Meng Yungui turned his head to look at her, his eyes were dark.

Zhou Guang pursed his lower lip.

"You know what I want." Meng Yungui didn't go around in circles with her: "Think about it."

Meng Yun went back to a western restaurant. After Zhou Guang had eaten, he poured himself a glass of wine. The cold liquid slid down the throat, bringing up a string of hot: "Mr. Meng."

"Just call her by name." Meng Yungui really hoped that she would be drunk, so he raised his glass to touch her, and finished drinking with his head up. "You are not my employee."

Zhou Guang smiled lightly and drank the wine.

Put down the cup, under the light, Meng Yungui is wearing a black shirt, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a serious posture.

"How long has it been since you saw me?"

"Over a month."

Meng Yungui is not used to western food, but he just thinks the atmosphere is good. A big boss can pretend to be a gentleman, and the atmosphere is really good.

Zhou Guang held the wine glass, took a sip, and smiled again: "Really?"

Meng Yungui stared at her, fell silent for a moment, and said, "Time, you drink too much, I don't promise what I will do."

Zhou Shiguang drank a little too much, her face was red with phenol, she squinted her eyes and looked at Meng Yungui: "Why do you want to guarantee it?"

She was seducing herself, and the last string in Meng Yungui's head was broken just like that.

Half a glass of red wine slipped into my stomach with my head raised.

Zhou Shiguang drank too much, she could still stand when she went out to get in the car. When she got to the hotel and entered the room, Meng Yungui was just about to turn on the lights. Kiss him on the chin.

Zhou Guang was such a timid person, so active, Meng Yungui was only taken aback for a moment, then turned around and pressed her against the wall and kissed her deeply. He took off Zhou Guang's coat, rolled up her sweater with his fingers, reached in and unbuttoned her underwear. Zhou Guang snorted, and in the darkness, she raised her arms to wrap around Meng Yungui's neck.

Men and women, isn't that the case?

Meng Yun's heart is burning with urgency after a long drought and rain. He hurriedly tore off Zhou Guang's clothes, walked inside while taking off his clothes, leaned over and pressed her on the sofa, Zhou Guang let out a muffled groan.

Meng Yungui panted and pressed against her ear: "Do you want to?"

Zhou Guang didn't speak, his slender and cold fingers brushed Meng Yungui's face.

"Huh?" His voice was deep and hoarse, with a more ambiguous atmosphere.

"Time." He scratched Zhou Guang's face with his fingers and bit her neck: "Are you drunk?"

Zhou Guang closed his eyes and let out a sigh from the depths of his throat: "No."

She did it voluntarily. When this thought entered her head, Meng Yun was on fire, and her whole body was about to burn. Separated Zhou Guang's legs and half-kneeled on the sofa to enter, Zhou Guang suddenly grabbed his arm and held it very tightly.

"Meng Yungui."

Meng Yungui paused: "Huh?"

"This time it's not a deal, there's no benefit, it's just that I want you. Zhou Guang wants Meng Yungui, there's no—"

He rushed in, and Zhou Guang's voice was drowned in the gun. He hugged Zhou Guang tightly, kissed her face and chin, scraped off the tears on her face with his fingers, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will not betray you."

The panting in the darkness became stronger and more intense, and she drifted in the sea, unable to find the shore.

Don't bully me, I just want to live a good life with you. There are no storms and no ups and downs. I want a stable life, in the palm of my hand, safe and secure. That was the Zhou time in the past, she wanted to live a good life with Meng Yungui.

Meng Yungui hasn't touched time for a long time, and this time he held it in for long enough.

Presenting the time, I went from the sofa to the bed, then moved to the bathroom, and finally returned to the bed. Yun Xieyu closed, Meng Yungui flipped through Zhou Guang's hair to see the injury on her neck, it was completely healed, and only left Faint white marks.

Meng Yungui kissed her neck, sighed, and pulled the unconscious Zhou Guang into his arms.

The next day, Zhou Guang opened his eyes and was startled, and then regained his senses.

With his face so close at hand, and his chest rising and falling, Zhou Guang hurriedly broke free from his embrace. His face was hot, his body was sore and stiff, and he hissed. Suddenly remembered the absurdity of last night, he seemed to have taken medicine, endlessly.

The clothes on the ground were thrown in a mess, and the person under the quilt was naked. When Zhou Guang wanted to pick up the clothes, he was hugged around the waist. Zhou Guang was startled, and when he turned around, Meng Yungui rolled over and pressed her under him. Before he woke up, he stared at Zhou Guang with sleepy eyes and yawned.

"Toss what?"

Zhou Guang frowned, a little annoyed: "Go down."

His upper body was weakly pressed against Zhou Guang's body, but his lower body was tightly attached. Zhou Guang could clearly feel that he raised his head.

Zhou Guang couldn't push him away: "There is still a movie to be filmed today."

"It's snowing heavily, what to shoot?"

Meng Yungui kissed her on the lips, rolled over, picked up Zhou Guang, pressed her down and let her lie on him. Rubbing her hair, closing her eyes: "Sleep a little longer."

This posture is really good! Zhou Guang wanted to kick him to death.

"Meng Yun returns!"

"Don't move."

Meng Yungui put his arms around her, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you keep rubbing on, you won't be able to leave the house today."

With this trick again, Zhou Guang was sullen.

The woman's soft chest was pressed against him, and Meng Yungui lost all sleepiness. He pinched her waist and slid his fingers down: "How long will this scene take?"

"Hiss—" Zhou Guang frowned, and grabbed his hand: "It hurts."

Meng Yungui stopped moving.

After lying down for a while, Meng Yungui let her go.

It's impossible to do it again, I haven't touched it for a long time, and yesterday it was too hard, it hurt a little.

When Zhou Guang got out of the shower and got dressed, Meng Yunhui leaned on the bed and smoked slowly, staring at her.

"Take some time during the Spring Festival."

"I'm going to stay at Zhou's house for Chinese New Year this year."

Zhou Guang's legs were burning and sore, wearing a down jacket, his walking posture was a bit awkward.

Meng Yungui was silent for a while, a little depressed: "Why are you going back to Zhou's house?"

"That's my home."

Zhou Guang didn't explain too much: "I have to go to the crew."

"Stop."

Zhou Guang was about to open the door. Meng Yungui got out of bed and put on some clothes after putting out the cigarette butt. He strode up to Zhou Guang and held her back: "There is something I haven't said yet."

"Say." He bent his body and looked away from Zhou Guang. "It's getting late."

Meng Yungui frowned, is the gender reversed? How can there be such a woman who goes to bed, puts on clothes and leaves the next day?

"Zhou Meng was transferred to the hospital, and I removed the person you arranged before."

Zhou Guang raised his head suddenly, and Meng Yungui rubbed her hair: "I have a way to make her stay in that kind of place for the rest of her life, don't do it, in case she is found out." He pulled Zhou Guang to kiss her She bit her lips and pinched her chin: "She's not worth your risk."

Zhou Guang pulled his chin back and looked at Meng Yungui for a while: "Since you have already made up your mind, what's the point of telling me?"

"Your temper will cause trouble later." Meng Yungui frowned: "It's not for your own good."

"I have a sense of proportion." Zhou Guang nodded, turned around and walked outside, and opened the door: "I'll go first."

The door panel closed with a slamming sound, Meng Yungui raised his hand and pressed the space between his eyebrows, then turned and walked to the bathroom.

Is this thrown away after use? Dare to feel that he is now of the same value as □□.

When I got out of the shower, the phone rang, it was about the company. Sighing, he put on his clothes and hurried to S City.

Zhou Shiguang was filming the Imperial Palace of the Qing Dynasty in city b, and at the end of the year, she would meet Meng Yungui. Just hung up.

The twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month finally finished filming, Xie Yafang called several times to remind her, and hurriedly flew to S city.

Nowadays, the tide is rising and all boats are rising, and there are also a group of fans. There were many fans around the exit, Zhou Guang said hello to people, and was going to go outside under the **** of bodyguards. Looking up, he saw the tall and burly Meng Yungui, wearing a black windbreaker, waiting there with his hands in his pockets.

No flowers this time? Zhou Guang complained in his heart. Walking over, the fans who picked her up were very enthusiastic and almost pushed her down. Meng Yungui broke through the bodyguard's line of defense, and strode forward to hold Zhou Guang's arm to make her stand firm. Turning his head to glance at the onlookers, Da Heng picked up Zhou Guang, walking briskly outside.

There was an uproar and screams from the crowd, Zhou Guang was taken aback by his behavior, and quickly grabbed Meng Yungui's clothes: "What are you doing?"

Meng Yungui quickly walked to the front of the car and opened the door to put her in, then walked around to the driver's seat and started the car: "It's nothing, they just squeezed my woman off right away, to protect their own rights."

The corner of Zhou Guang's mouth twitched, Mr. Meng, your skin is getting thicker and thicker!

Zhou Guang just arrived in S City, and she quickly dominated the headlines of the major websites. Zhou Guang and her rich boyfriend showed off their affection at the airport.

"Go to Zhou's house, and then go to my place to celebrate the New Year. I will accompany you back to Zhou's house in the second or third year of junior high school." Meng Yungui quickly arranged Zhou Guang's itinerary, and took out a box from his pocket to stuff it Give Zhou time: "Here, yours."

What kind of attitude is this?

"Let's talk about the Chinese New Year. I have to go to the company first." Zhou Guang opened the box, and there was a piece of jade strung on a very ordinary red string inside. Play with it.

"What is this?"

Meng Yungui glanced at her: "Your natal year has come, this is Pixiu, to ward off evil spirits."

Zhou Guang thought about it, isn't Meng Yungui the biggest evil? The jade is smooth and feels good to the touch: "Very beautiful."

"I was not in good health when I was a child. My mother believed in this and let me wear it all the time. It is not a good jade, so I want to be safe."

Meng Yungui put his knuckle fingers on the steering wheel, staring intently at the road ahead: "I went back to my hometown a while ago and found it."

Zhou Guang looked at the old red rope behind the jade and was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Thank you."

Meng Yungui looked at her, Zhou Guangguang put his eyes on the jade, and gradually smiled, it was very beautiful.

Meng Yungui raised his thick eyebrows, and after a while the corners of his mouth curled up.

It turns out that she likes jade.