Xuxu seduces him

Chapter 57 Victoria Harbour Night
Gu Zhengchen couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and teased, "Then you go back and hide again?"

Liang Jingwan hummed a few times, holding her with both hands tighter, and said in a delicate voice: "You saw it all."

With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived at the first floor. The residents inside came out and cast their eyes towards the embracing couple in front of them.

Liang Jingwan hid in Gu Zhengchen's arms a little embarrassedly, her round almond-shaped eyes rolling back and forth. She looked over Gu Zhengchen's shoulder and saw that the car was empty. Then she took Gu Zhengchen's hand and walked in.

Inside the car, the elevator goes up.

Liang Jingwan looked down at their clasped hands, lifted them slightly, and observed them carefully. A part of the cuff of the white shirt was exposed, and there was a valuable steel watch on the left wrist. The fingers were slender with distinct joints, the veins on the back of the hand were prominent, and the palm was wide enough to wrap her entire hand, giving her a sense of security.

Liang Jingwan clenched Gu Zhengchen's hand and couldn't help but look up to kiss the side of his face.

There was a certain height difference between the two of them, and Liang Jingwan only kissed his jawline. She pouted unhappily, and put her left hand on Gu Zhengchen's face, forcing him to lower his head.

“What about surveillance?”

Liang Jingwan said: "Then...one last kiss?"

She turned her head and saw that Gu Zhengchen was unmoved, shaking his arms back and forth: "Is it okay?"

Gu Zhengchen asked: "Just one last kiss?" His tone clearly showed that he didn't believe her.

Liang Jingwan nodded quickly, and before Gu Zhengchen could speak, she tiptoed over and moved forward.

The tender and juicy red lips were so close, Gu Zhengchen narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hands to hug Liang Jingwan's neck, and led her forward.

The passionate kiss lasted until the elevator stopped.

Liang Jingwan lowered her head and searched for the room card in her bag. Behind her, Gu Zhengchen put his hand on her coccyx and rubbed it back and forth.

Unable to bear it, she straightened her back, trying to escape from Gu Zhengchen's messy hands.

Only a low laugh was heard.

"drop--"

The door opens.

Liang Jingwan casually placed her bag on the table, went to the bathroom and took a hot shower. When she came out wrapped in a bathrobe, Gu Zhengchen was smoking.

She held a cigarette between her index and middle fingers, and raised her hand to tap the accumulated ashes into the ashtray. She seemed to hear a noise, and Gu Zhengchen looked back at her with a gentle expression: "Put on the skirt and let me see it."

Liang Jingwan took a few steps forward, lifted her suspender skirt, put it on her forearm, and stood in front of Gu Zhengchen.

She moved her left leg forward a few steps and pressed it against Gu Zhengchen's crossed knees. The bathrobe was too long, so it went three inches below his knees.

Liang Jingwan asked: "Where are we going tonight?"

You need to dress so gorgeously.

She lowered her eyes and saw that the long dress seemed to be similar to the dark green suspender dress she wore in the Las Vegas casino.

Same silk texture, same halter backless long dress.

"I'll tell you when the time comes." Gu Zhengchen didn't say it directly, retaining a hint of mystery, and kept urging her to change. This sense of mystery also aroused Liang Jingwan's curiosity. She slipped on disposable slippers and walked into the bedroom. When she reached the door, she glanced at Gu Zhengchen with an ambiguous look, and closed the door with her backhand, as if she was afraid that Gu Zhengchen would peek.

More than ten minutes later, Liang Jingwan still hadn't left the house, and there was no sound coming from the bedroom. Gu Zhengchen put the cigarette into the ashtray, stood up, and walked towards the bedroom door.

The moment the door was opened, Gu Zhengchen, with his left hand in his trouser pocket and his right hand still on the door lock, was stunned.

The red backless halter dress with a fitted waist outlines Liang Jingwan's exquisite figure. The white skin exposed on her neck, shoulders and chest is like warm jade. Her long curly hair is draped over her shoulders. When she raises her hands and feet, her delicate and smooth shoulders are occasionally exposed.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Gu Zhengchen praised unabashedly, his eyes fixed on Liang Jingwan's face.

Liang Jingwan raised the corners of her mouth, and it was obvious that Gu Zhengchen's answer made her very satisfied.

At seven o'clock in the evening, night falls and the lights come on.

Standing on the shore, with the sea breeze blowing on your face, you can enjoy the night view of Victoria Harbour, one of the most charming scenery in Hong Kong. The magnificent sea view, the flashing lights of high-rise buildings, the neon lights and the starry sky complement each other, and occasionally there are ferries moored and Star Ferry boats shuttling back and forth.

The yacht was moored at the dock, it was raining, and the two were already on the yacht.

Liang Jingwan blinked her round almond-shaped eyes back and forth, wondering what activities Gu Zhengchen had to do tonight. Could it be that he would just stay here quietly?

Gu Zhengchen took Liang Jingwan's hand and sat down, looking down at the steel watch on his wrist.

Three, two, one.

As I counted to three silently in my heart, many beautiful arcs appeared in the sky, beautiful clusters of flowers bloomed in the night, and all kinds of fireworks bloomed, indescribably gorgeous and dazzling.

It was not a celebration of the motherland's birthday, nor was it a welcome to the new year. On this meaningless day, colorful fireworks bloomed above Victoria Harbour.

Liang Jingwan was amazed by this scene and thought it was just like something in a romance novel where a Hong Kong tycoon set off a series of fireworks just for his sweetheart over Victoria Harbour.

She was suddenly excited and ran to the deck regardless of the falling rain.

Gu Zhengchen behind her had no choice but to pick up the umbrella, silently followed behind Liang Jingwan, and held the umbrella for her.

Apparently the heroine herself did not realize that this fireworks feast belonged to her alone.

The twelve-minute fireworks show spanned 1300 meters from Central to Causeway Bay, and from West Kowloon to Whampoa, setting up a giant curtain between heaven and earth.

The rain was blown by the wind, and Gu Zhengchen tilted the umbrella towards Liang Jingwan. Her long skirt danced in the wind, interweaving red and black.

The people on the cruise ship next door watching this scene couldn't help but ask: "Is that Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang?" [Is that Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang?]

The paparazzi was familiar with this yacht, which was the private yacht of Jiang Zongting, the head of the Jiang family. He couldn't think of anyone else who could be on the yacht except Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang.

"Are you kidding me? Doesn't it look like that?" [Are you kidding me? Doesn't it look like that?] The people next to him also took a look and shook their heads.

"Whatever, if they were on Mr. Jiang's yacht, they might be some rich businessman and a female celebrity, let's take a photo first."
The paparazzi originally heard about the secret affair between a new star and a rich woman on the cruise ship, so he sneaked onto the cruise ship, hoping to take the opportunity to become famous, but the rich woman didn't take the photo first and saw this first.

The paparazzi with the camera on his chest took it up, pointed it at the two people on the yacht, and pressed the shutter. A few seconds later, he looked back at the photos and couldn't help complaining: "Are you kidding me? Are all rich businessmen so handsome?" [Are you kidding me? Are all rich businessmen so handsome?]

Another person came over to look and said, "This female artist is the prettiest." [This female star is the prettiest.]
On a rainy night, a handsome, introverted and calm man was holding an umbrella with the umbrella tilted towards the woman in a red dress beside him. The dress fluttered in the wind, interweaving red and black.