stand-in model

Jiang Liang in the glass room pulled out a chair out of nowhere, his feet looked unsteady as he stepped on some wobbly objects, his entire upper body was still leaning upwards, his arms seemed to be trying to grab the top of his head Wisteria, still holding a pair of scissors in his hand.

Rong Sheng suffocated watching Jiang Liang's movements.His heart seemed to be lifted into his throat by such behavior, but he didn't dare to step out of the boundary at all.

He even opened the glass door with some caution, for fear that he would make the man fall off the chair in fright, even though there were bodyguards on both sides watching him, he still had to pay attention.

The steps are more light and slow under the special attention, but the steps are a bit big.

The bodyguards on both sides looked up at Jiang Liang picking the wisteria flowers, and their hands were still on Jiang Liang's waist and straight long legs that could be wrapped around one arm.

When they saw Rong Sheng coming, their hands wanted to let go of Jiang Liang's body but they dared not.I was afraid of Rong Sheng's possessiveness, and also afraid that Jiang Liang would be thrown by them.

At this moment, Rong Sheng's heart has been restrained and tortured by his private property being touched and Jiang Liang will be scared to fall by his sudden temper.

The two extreme emotions are like doing Tai Chi in the heart, but there is no way to blend with each other.

In the end, the former bowed his head to the latter.Rong Sheng tolerated the hands of the two bodyguards on his sweetheart with the attitude of wanting to protect Jiang Liang.

He didn't make a sound, but clenched his fists and shrank behind him, trying his best to suppress the messy emotions in his heart, but his face was calm in front of outsiders, and his eyes signaled the bodyguard to continue to support Jiang Liang.

Rong Sheng's footsteps were a little light when he came in, and his back was facing Jiang Liang when he came in, so Jiang Liang himself didn't know when Rong Sheng came in, nor how long this person stayed here.

Just when he finished picking some wisteria flowers and was helped down from the chair with special attention by the bodyguards, Rong Sheng was sitting on the cream-yellow rattan chair he had just stayed in, with Shen Fu's "Six Chapters of a Floating Life" open in his hand.

There is a sense of elegance in every demeanor, if those eyes were not fixed on Jiang Liang, maybe this look would really be a beautiful sight.

Elegant gentleman, leisure rattan chair, bright flowers, clear glass, warm sunshine.

"What are you picking those flowers for?"

Rong Sheng closed the book, he was really not in the mood to read this book, and he didn't know where Jiang Liang found the book, he didn't want the vernacular, he had to read the classical Chinese.

Jiang Liang tidied up the wisteria flowers that he had just thrown on the ground in a short time. At first, he didn't want to reply to Rong Sheng's words, but he was afraid that this person would suddenly get sick again, so he could only patiently say: "I wanted to read a book, but I can read it." The petals will fall down when I look at it, which is disturbing, and it is too luxuriant to block the sun."

"But there is no wind here, how could it fall?"

Rong Sheng looked up at the wisteria flowers above his head and couldn't figure out how it would fall if there was no wind.

Thinking about it again, the appearance on the day it was completed and the appearance deliberately cut by Jiang Liang, it was indeed a bit lush before.

And after he knew that Jiang Liang was taking care of himself and cutting these wisterias according to his own wishes, he didn't feel that Jiang Liang had taken the Rong family's things without good intentions. On the contrary, he felt a little more happy in his heart.

In the past, whatever he gave Jiang Liang, this man wanted what he wanted, and he never mentioned more thoughts and ideas; but now because he hindered his reading, he took a pair of scissors to cut off these wisterias, and Rong Sheng wanted to cut Jiang Liang's wisteria. Hold it up and let him cut a few more.

Before, Rong Sheng was quite normal, but now he seems to be suffering from some kind of madness, this idea popped up in his mind, and he quickly put it into practice.

So, Jiang Liang, who was handing all the cut wisteria flowers to the bodyguard, heard Rong Sheng say: "Do you want to cut some more, I will support you."

"Rong Sheng, you need to see a psychiatrist."

Jiang Liang glanced at Rong Sheng lightly from the side of his face, his eyes were cold, but concealed the turbulent waves in his heart.

This person seemed to have a real neurological problem. He could almost feel a sense of joy in Rong Sheng at the moment he glanced at him, and he didn't know what messed things he was imagining again.

"But I'm normal."

Eating, sleeping, reading and working are normal everywhere.

"Is it really normal?" Jiang Liang held a bunch of wisteria flowers in his arms, his face was full of gloomy.

The lavender wisteria flowers support Jiang Liang's depressive aura, and the white shirt and black suit pants make his temperament more refined.

And the drooping eyelashes blinked, and although the peach blossom eyes were dull, they were enough to attract Rong Sheng who was sitting there.

It made him want to be amazed silently.

This person had indeed been kissed by a god, even his dull appearance made him tempted and even aroused his adrenal hormones to soar.

Rong Sheng didn't know how he put down the book in his hand, how he got up and walked to Jiang Liang.

All he knew was that there was a thought in his mind—strong and irrepressible.

It's as violent as the earth that an asteroid is about to hit, and it's as joyful as the end of all hardships.

He wanted to kiss Jiang Liang.

I want to put this person's unfinished words on the corner of my lips, I want to accept all this person's love, hatred, infatuation, and hatred, I want to drink this person's blood but I don't want to give up.

Jiang Liang is not a poppy flower, he is not such a hot and dazzling person; but he can still make Rong Sheng who is trapped in pain addicted and enjoy it.

It's like the moon in the mountains and the bamboo in the forest.

Standing still but willing to bow down, cold but admirable.

As long as this person stands there, as long as he is willing to say a word, Rong Sheng will willingly offer all his treasures, wealth, feelings, and everything else.

The gentle moonlight seduces people, making people unforgettable.The gentle evening breeze is moving and makes people feel soft and emotional.

If Jiang Liang is the moonlight and the evening wind, Rong Sheng will be the one who is alone illuminated by the moonlight and the one who is gently caressed by the evening wind.

Rong Sheng's left hand rested on Jiang Liang's back, his right hand supported Jiang Liang's chin, bent slightly and lowered his head, and kissed the corner of Jiang Liang's thin lips.

Jiang Liang let go of the wisteria flower with his left hand, and raised his hand to pull away Rong Sheng's right hand that was pinching his chin, but this step was not what Jiang Liang thought.

Rong Sheng kissed the corner of Jiang Liang's mouth while pushing someone on the glass corridor beside him.

His right hand let go of Jiang Liang's jaw, but he held Jiang Liang's left hand ten fingers tightly against the glass.

The platinum rings on the ring fingers of the two people looked like a natural pair, beautiful and moving under the sunlight penetrating the glass.

Rong Sheng kissed a little anxiously, as if kissing someone for the first time.

Jiang Liang in his arms was forced to bear this long and emotional kiss. A few of the wisteria flowers that he held before were mixed between his and Rong Sheng's bodies, and most of them were along the lines of the two people just now. The trajectory of the action fell to the ground.

It seemed that the two of them couldn't help themselves.

Fortunately, after the bodyguard arrived just now, he went out with the wisteria flowers in his arms, otherwise Jiang Liang didn't know how to deal with this situation.

After a long time, Rong Sheng finally let go of Jiang Liang's red and swollen lips, but he didn't stop.

Instead, it landed on Jiang Liang's protruding Adam's apple along Jiang Liang's lips, corners of his mouth, and chin.He lightly/licked/bited/sucked/sucked and went down, raised the left hand pressing Jiang Liang's back waist, while Jiang Liang was dazed by his kiss, he unbuttoned the top button of the shirt, biting Apply ginger to the collarbone and neck on the cool side.

"Rong Sheng."

"Let go. This is the glass room."

Jiang Liang, who was made a hooligan by someone, finally regained his composure, looking at Rong Sheng who was lying on his body and kept planting strawberries, feeling angry and uncomfortable.

What do you want to do if you are in heat anytime, anywhere.

And he was just hugging the wisteria flower, and he didn't know where he provoked this person again.

His left hand was still pressed against the glass by Rong Sheng's right hand, but his lower back was loosened by Rong Sheng, so he tried his best to hide to one side, wishing to be far away from Rong Sheng to be safe.

While Jiang Liang was hiding, Rong Sheng chased after him, and then his left hand, which had been pulling the collar of Jiang Liang's upper body shirt, was pressed again on Jiang Liang's lower back, immobilizing someone who was running around.

It wasn't until Rong Sheng felt satisfied and his impulsive energy subsided that he got up from Jiang Liang's body, and showed a satisfied expression after seeing the teeth marks on Jiang Liang's collarbone.Jiang Liang is his property, so he must bear his 'mark'.

Look at Jiang Liang's red peach eyes, slightly swollen lips, and a hint of red on her cheeks.How can this be a person, it is obviously a peach blossom.

In the villa not far away, Fan Pei stood at the kitchen window and looked at the two people in the glass corridor behind the villa, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart.

She suddenly hesitated, not knowing whether sending Jiang Liang away was a good thing or a bad thing for Rong Sheng.

Fan Pei had never seen Rong Sheng so emotional.

When her son fell in love with Su Ziru, probably because he was still young, he didn't show much emotion.

At that time, she only knew that as long as Su Ziru was mentioned, Rong Sheng, who never liked to smile, would bend his eyes and chatter endlessly, "What happened to Ziru today?" "What happened to Ziru running?" "Ziru has a bamboo horse." How so'.

It was also at that time, after Su Ziru passed away, Rong Sheng didn't say a few more words to them. Later, Rong Mingzhou and Fan Pei had no choice but to move the Rong family from Suzhou to Liaocheng, and from the south to the north. .

Meeting Su Ziru is destined, so what about meeting Jiang Liang?

Fan Pei's fingers tapped the water glass in her hand, and the words she heard when she contacted He Zining according to Jiang Liang's instructions sounded.

The children of the He family really hate Rong Sheng, otherwise why would they be willing to take this muddy water.He also asked himself to come forward to keep him when the time comes, so as to prevent Rong Sheng from angering him.

He said words that he was afraid of venting his anger, but he wanted to vent his anger on Rong Sheng, so that he could be killed.

Just because of Su Ziru, just because I liked that person.

The children of the He family have guarded Su Ziru for 11 years, and now... they are all 35 years old.The best years are given to a deceased person, a person who has long been in love.

If Jiang Liang hadn't appeared beside Rong Sheng, how long would he have been trapped in place by Su Ziru's death?

Rong Sheng and Jiang Liang were still standing in the glass corridor, but Rong Sheng was unilaterally pointed at and scolded by Jiang Liang.And Rong Sheng stood there with his head down bearing everything.

In the next second, Fan Pei in the kitchen saw Jiang Liang stop scolding Rong Sheng.