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11.(1/2)

While Liang Xian held her hand, he said that, probably because he could not use his mind twice, and his knuckles always clasped her wrist.

The two of them noticed it almost at the same time and looked at each other subconsciously.

At that moment, Liang Xian saw Ming Si's crow-like eyelashes hanging slightly, and blinked extremely quickly.

He reacted and let go of his hand.

But the fingertips still seem to have the feeling of the same thing as before.

There seemed to be only a thin layer of skin on her slender wrist bones.

Surprisingly soft.

The auction is still going on, and there are constant calls for bidding.

Only here has fallen into a brief silence.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

Ming Si slowly slowed down, held her left wrist with her right hand and rubbed it gently, looking at him sideways, "Are you a hooligan?"

Liang Xian was speechless for a moment and suddenly laughed.

He supported his elbows on the table and approached his side, his voice pressing down a little low, "Are you too cautious about me?"

Last time at the Western Suburb Club, Cheng Yu pulled her arm and refused to let her get in the car, and he didn't see her calling someone a hooligan.

"Who made you unreasonable?"

She glanced at him.

This person talks to any girl, and he looks like he is full of peach blossoms. He was there in middle school.

Of course she would not say anything to him.

Liang Xian changed his seating position, leaned against the back of the chair and stretched out his long legs, and said casually: "Did you know again?"

He has a sword-browed star-like appearance, but his peach blossom eyes are perfect in shape, which dilutes a bit serious.

Even though I don't have this intention, my eyes seem to be flirting.

Besides, men with thin lips are heartless.

She didn't speak, but her eyes lingered on his face, as if wording was brewing.

Liang Xian saw it and curled the corners of his lips, "I can't find evidence to support it, so I plan to rely on physiognomy analysis?"

Ming Si glared at him, put the list of items in front of her, blocking her face, ignoring his teasing.

Liang Xian reached out to hook the edge of the list and gently pulled it down, just to prevent her from being satisfied.

"What are you doing?"

Ming Si's eyes were exposed from the back of the roster.

She picked the top of her eyes, and the shape was very beautiful. The light brown eyeballs were shining with the light above her head, as brilliant as glass.

"Remember to leave an address, and I will have someone send the brooch in two days."

He withdrew his hand and leaned back back to the back of the chair, his eyelids slightly drooped.

No more talk about anything else.

Ming Si felt increasingly unable to understand his brain circuit.

She hesitated for a moment, put down the roster, and gently tapped the table, "Liang Xian."

He glanced sideways.

“Don’t you think you’re weird lately?

Should I find a place to take a look?”

She sincerely advised.

Liang Xian glanced at her and said calmly: "I'm normal."

"I gave me money and I took a brooch again. I have reason to suspect..." Ming Si stopped, looked him up and down without hesitation, "You want to fuck me."

She was ready to argue with him.

Unexpectedly, Liang Xian chuckled in an unknown way.

"Just think so.

It would be great to enjoy benefits without fulfilling any obligations.”

He raised his eyebrows and smiled unabated, "Or let's try the other way around?"

Ming Si wanted to slap the roster on his face.

——

Two days later, Ming Si received the bird ruby ​​brooch, and also the Indian Falcon jade bracelet that Liang Xian took that night.

Perhaps to outsiders, it really seems that she is going to be fucked by her.

Even the female assistant who was running errands flashed with secret gossip.

In the bedroom, Ming Si held her cheek and knocked on the box with her fingers.

The black velvet gift box has a diamond in the center, just like the bright lights in the hall on the night of the auction.

She suddenly remembered the moment when Liang Xian held his wrist.

The man's fingers are slender and the joints are distinct, and the feeling when holding the wrist is also very strange.

Ming Si accidentally met his sight, and in an instant, a thought quickly and briefly skipped his mind—

The person in front of him was not her childhood friend, not her enemy, but a man.

When you realize this, no matter how familiar people are, they become unfamiliar.

The heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked.

Ming Si was at a loss for a moment.

Later, Liang Xian admitted that he wanted to fuck her.

But there is no serious intention in and out of the words.

Ming Si frowned slightly, feeling increasingly unable to understand what he was selling in the gourd.

He obviously had no interest in her, but he would come to pick her up and buy her jade bracelets and brooch... Not to mention that this young master was learning to be a model husband.

——

"... I've checked with someone to verify it. Liang Xian did go to Mr. Yu's private auction party with the young lady of the Ming family."

Jinghong Group Headquarters, Vice President’s Office.

Liang Jinyu looked at the three rows of photos on the desk and frowned.

Opposite him, the thin man continued to report, "It seems that Miss Ming is the female companion he brought with him."

Mr. Yu’s private auction depends on his personal preferences.

Liang Jinyu did not feel unfair about this.

His eyes fell on one of the photos, pointing at the man's side face, "I recently heard a rumor that the Liang family and the Ming family were interested in marriage.

At this critical moment, what do you think they are attending the party together?"

This is obviously a question that is given away, and the thin man dared not say the answer.

He swallowed and said carefully: "Liang Xian and the young lady of the Ming family are childhood sweethearts.

Maybe they just had a good relationship and just went together."

In the evening, the sunset shone into the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, fell on the gray carpet, and slowly climbed towards the desk.

The place where Liang Jinyu stood was just divided into light and shadow.

Behind him was the warm orange sunset, but his eyes were filled with haze.

After a while, he raised the corner of his lips and smiled, "I hope so.

Otherwise, I will be in a difficult position.”

——

“Mr. Liang, this is today’s schedule.

There is an investment meeting in the morning and you need to determine the next investment project.

The afternoon is the project meeting of "Chang'an Eve Talk", which mainly discusses the issue of script adaptation."

Liang Xian took the tablet handed over by Chen Zhu and glanced at it gently.

"knew."

But in a moment, he handed the tablet back.

Assistant Chen took it with both hands, "Mr. Liang, we can almost go to the conference room."
To be continued...
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