The man's dark eyes were smiling and locked on the woman who was approaching like a mermaid from a distance. She looked bright and charming, with a hot figure, like a wealthy flower in the world.
The steps stopped, and Liang Fan lowered his eyes and looked at the man with his back on the sofa and a lazy posture.
Cheng Yanzhi wore a thin black handmade shirt, with two buttons open at the collar, and his fair collarbone could be seen. He wore a silver necklace with an unclear style around his neck.
Looking up, there is the handsome face that makes Liang Fan willing to regress again and again.
Cheng Yanzhi is of Asian mixed race, with black hair and pupils.
His facial features are deep and three-dimensional, his peach blossom eyes are passionate, and his thick eyelashes make his eyes melancholy and charming. Just sitting there, he has the ability to attract people to embrace him, and his whole body exudes a sense of laziness and relaxation.
Liang Fan has been looking at this face for two years and never gets tired of it.
But her eyes fell on the necklace around his neck and couldn't move away. He didn't have this habit before, and now he didn't know who was tied to it.
Patting the seat next to him, Cheng Yanzhi raised his thin lips slightly and asked her to sit over.
Liang Fan sat down and when she wanted to cross her legs, she found that her skirt didn't allow it, so she forced herself to sit upright. Turning to look at Cheng Yanzhi, she found that the other party was also looking at her.
"Now you know I'm pretty?"
The last part of her tune was hooked, her hands were on the sofa, her slender waist was slightly pushed forward, and the distance between the two of them was shortened.
The scent of a woman's light perfume lingered in his nose. Cheng Yanzhi sat in his original position without moving, his flirtatious temper completely gone. He said, "Wenwei, is there any gift you want?"
Liang Wei's eyelashes trembled slightly, the corners of his mouth pursed, and he took half a step back.
"Thank you, but I don't need anything."
She bowed to pour herself a drink, then raised her head and drank it all in one gulp. The spicy wine slid down her throat, making her frown in discomfort. She understood what Cheng Yanzhi meant. He wanted to spend a sum of money to send her away.
She refused to let him have his way.
After drinking two glasses of wine in succession, Liang Fan fell silent and said nothing more. She was obviously motionless, but she formed a landscape of her own, with various styles and styles.
Cheng Yanzhi was right next to her, feeling her deep inside.
Liang Fan is very beautiful, and she is the kind of person who stands out among the crowd. He comes from a distinguished family and has a wide social network. He has seen many beautiful women on various occasions over the years, but there is only one who makes his eyes shine every time.
Liang Fan.
Her almond-shaped eyes are very round, always full of moisture, the ends of her eyes are raised, and she is full of charm. Her straight nose has a heroic look, and her water-red thin lips are slightly open at this time, and the sexiness extending from her bones is full of vitality.
After watching for a long time, Cheng Yanzhi smiled and poured himself a drink.
There seems to be an invisible barrier in this situation, and no one pays attention to Liang Wei.
"Don't drink too much, we have to go out to eat later."
Looking up, he saw the gentle-tempered Song Xilian taking the initiative to chat. Liang Fan chuckled: "It's hard to say, my fiancé is wearing a chain given by another woman around his neck."
As soon as he finished speaking, friends who had not noticed Cheng Yanzhi's jewelry looked at him.
For a moment, the necklace, which was slightly reflected by the overhead lights, became the focus of the field.
"Does it look good?"
Cheng Yanzhi's voice was soft and his peach-blossom eyes narrowed with scrutiny. He didn't know whether he was asking his friend or Liang Kuan.
Everyone is afraid of him, but Liang Fan is not.
She put down her wine glass, pushed her left long hair behind her ear, and smiled: "It's not good-looking, it's ugly, it hurts your eyes, cover it up quickly."
The woman's almond-shaped eyes are slightly raised, curved into the shape of a waning moon. She is flirtatious at the moment, but her tone of voice is acerbic.
She deliberately angered Cheng Yanzhi.
Sure enough, the smile on the man's lips suddenly lost its warmth, his handsome face was gloomy, and he stared at her with cold eyes.
With this change in expression, Liang Fan knew that he had offended his beloved.
Everyone thought he was romantic and sentimental, but she was the only one who knew that he had a single aesthetic and was good at finding substitutes for his beloved children, allowing them to serve as shields in front of the Cheng family.
Their eyes met, Liang Fan's eyes were slightly raised, his eyes were arrogant: "Happy birthday, Yanzhi."
There was still half of the wine in the glass, so Liang Fan raised it and offered a toast to Cheng Yan who was already angry.