Xuxu seduces him

Chapter 90 I want to move out
The screen of the mobile phone thrown casually on the ground lit up and went out, but no one paid any attention to it.

half an hour ago.

Liang Jingwan walked out of the box to answer Ms. Su's call, which was nothing more than asking when they would be back and whether they should leave the door open.

She stood on the terrace. There was a cool breeze outside. She couldn't help but wrap herself tightly in her windbreaker. Her warm palms caressed her trembling arms. "I'll be back in about half an hour."

After finishing the call, Liang Jingwan walked back to the box.

The cake had been divided. She looked around but did not see He Rongxi's sister. Liang Jingwan frowned slightly. The protagonist did not come, but the cake was cut.

The screen of her mobile phone lit up, and she glanced at it casually. The message was from Liang Mingyuan: "Sister, I have something to do and I have to leave first. I have also left the car."
Liang Jingwan was typing a reply, "OK." He Rongxi's voice came to her ears, saying that his sister had left first because of something, and asked everyone to eat and drink on their own.

She paused with her thumb and sent the message. Liang Jingwan glanced up at He Rongxi and secretly sighed in her heart, it can't be such a coincidence!
Suspicious, Liang Jingwan grabbed the gift, crossed the crowd and walked to He Rongxi, and the first thing she said was: "Where's your sister?"

He Rongxi frowned, holding half a sip of wine in his mouth. Was he scolding him?

Liang Jingwan handed over the gift in her hand and said, "I just asked casually."

He Rongxi took the gift and realized it was just a polite remark. His Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed the wine. "She had something to do. She called me and left. I don't know where she went. I thank you on her behalf."

"polite."

Since the car was driven away by Liang Mingyuan, she took Xu Yan's car home.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Liang Jingwan looked at the phone interface and finally made a call, but no one answered, so she had to give up.

At 11:30 in the evening, Liang Jingwan received a message from Liang Mingyuan: "Sister, I won't be going home tonight."
……

The next day.

Liang Mingyuan was awakened by the ringing of his own cell phone. The person next to him moved his body but was still deep in sleep.

He took his own phone and turned off the ringtone. At this time, the screen of the other phone lit up, showing "Happy Birthday, Rong Sheng."
An emoticon is attached.

Liang Mingyuan lay on the edge of the bed, holding his mobile phone and pondering carefully. He repeated Rong Sheng several times, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, his pupils widened, "He Rong Sheng."

Hearing a few moans from behind, Liang Mingyuan put the phone back guiltily, turned over, and watched He Rongsheng stretching beside him, rubbing his eyes with his hands, and slowly opening them.

"Are you awake?" Liang Mingyuan pulled the thin blanket up to cover her exposed skin.

He Rongsheng nodded, and because he had just woken up, his voice was hoarse: "What time is it?"

"Seven o'clock."

When she heard the answer, she yawned and closed her eyes again, as if she was going to continue sleeping.

A clear male voice came from my ear: "Why not just forget it."

He Rongsheng suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, "I recorded everything."

"You can't go back on your word."

The thin blanket slid down naturally and piled up at the waist and abdomen, revealing the delicate and smooth back in front of Liang Mingyuan. His eyes flashed, "I'm just kidding, what's your name?"

He Rongsheng hesitated a little, "Just call me Shengsheng." After a moment, he threw his hesitation behind him and asked excitedly, "Are we going to sign any agreement? Don't worry, I will definitely not show it in front of outsiders..."

Liang Mingyuan frowned slightly. She was... too sensible.

"How much do you plan to take per month?"

"One million," He Rongsheng didn't understand the market, so he could only name a price at random. But seeing Liang Mingyuan's slightly frowned brows, he tentatively lowered the price: "I'll give you 20% off, 800,000."

Liang Mingyuan listened to He Rongsheng's "800,000" absent-mindedly, glanced to the side, narrowed his eyes, and asked: "Is this hairpin real?"

Seeing that Liang Mingyuan didn't answer, He Rongsheng frowned slightly, followed his gaze, turned his head and looked at the bedside table. There were several hairpins on it, obviously CELINE.

Her breath was choked, and she said quickly, "Fake... fake."

“Is this bag fake too?”

He Rongsheng looked down again and saw the bag with double C logo thrown on the ground last night. She forced a stiff smile and said, "Yes, it's fake. Buy a bag and get a free hairpin."

Compared to He Rongsheng's panic, Liang Mingyuan's eyes were full of interest. He looked at her extremely unnatural expression, raised the corners of his mouth, and lay back on the bed, crossing his hands on the back of his head. He Rongsheng raised his hand to tidy up his messy long hair, cleared his throat, and pretended to be calm: "You haven't said whether you agree to the 800,000 yuan?"

"promise."

"When will the agreement be given to me?"

Two seconds later, He Rongsheng looked at the person in front of her making the "six" gesture and felt puzzled. Her gaze shifted from the bony hand to Liang Mingyuan's face and she asked silently.

"Pull the hook."

He Rongsheng pursed his lips, his eyes revealing a bit of disbelief. Just a promise about 800,000?
Seeing that He Rongsheng didn't react, Liang Mingyuan raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to stretch out her hand.

He Rongsheng had no choice but to stretch out his little finger and hook it.

Looking at He Rongsheng's ignorant appearance, Liang Mingyuan raised his hand and knocked on her head.

He Rongsheng covered his forehead and complained, "It hurts."

After washing up, Liang Mingyuan sat on the sofa. When he heard the doorbell, he got up and opened the door.

"Mr. Liang." The young assistant handed the paper bag to Liang Mingyuan and glanced inside curiously, but was glanced away by Liang Mingyuan.

"I'll wait for you downstairs." The young assistant immediately lowered his head.

After changing his clothes, Liang Mingyuan walked into the bedroom.

He Rongsheng was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone. When she saw the familiar black gift bag in Liang Mingyuan's hand, her eyes lit up.

"For me?"

Liang Mingyuan nodded and handed over the gift bag in his hand, "Birthday present."

As He Rongsheng took out the gift box, he asked, "How do you know my birthday?"

Liang Mingyuan said: "When I woke up, there was a message on your phone. I saw it. Someone wished you a happy birthday."

He Rongsheng said "Oh", and just as he finished speaking, the gift box was opened.

A black Chanel TrendyCC.

He Rongsheng raised his eyes and hooked his finger at Liang Mingyuan who was a few steps away.

Liang Mingyuan took a step forward, and his warm lips pressed against the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

But when faced with the access card handed over, He Rongsheng didn't take it. She explained: "Actually, you don't have to give me a house. From Monday to Friday, I have classes and live in the dormitory. On Saturdays and Sundays, we can stay in the hotel."

"Four weeks a month, eight days, making 100,000 a day, aren't you nervous?"

He Rongsheng blinked his eyes, staring at Liang Mingyuan innocently, and opened his lips slightly: "Don't panic."

"No, you have to move in. I'll call your name every night. If you don't come at the end of the month, you won't get the 800,000."

After saying this, He Rongsheng pouted and raised his hand to take the access card.

Seeing Liang Mingyuan standing at the door still looking at her, He Rongsheng couldn't help but urge him: "Go to work quickly, or you won't have money to pay me when the time comes."

"Don't you have class today?" Liang Mingyuan looked down at his watch. It was already seven forty-eight, and there were only twelve minutes left until eight o'clock.

He Rongsheng answered honestly: "I don't have classes this morning. I will have them in the afternoon."

Liang Mingyuan looked at her meaningfully and nodded: "Okay, send me a copy of your class schedule later."

"why?"

"I'll increase your exercise amount as appropriate." Liang Mingyuan left this sentence, closed the door and left.

Seven o'clock in the evening, Yulong Bay.

"I want to move out."