Chairman Husband, Too Boorish - 130

Chapter 130 : Mrs. Liang, a night of spring is worth a thousand gold!

Be my, Mrs. Liang.

Yan Liang's eyes widened, but she didn't dare to blink. She was afraid that this was a dream. If she blinked, she might wake up from the dream ...

Because it was too unexpected, because she couldn't believe it, he would actually ... propose to her.

She couldn't help but reach out and cover her trembling red lips. For a moment, everything in front of her seemed to disappear. All she could see was his face.

Just Liang Xi Cheng ....

There was a buzzing sound in her ears, as if countless voices were rushing towards her, but when she heard it clearly, she realized that all the voices had just converged into two repeated sentences—

Put on this ring, and you are my wife, Liang Xi Cheng's ...

Will you marry me? Be my Mrs. Liang ...

In a person's life, there will always be countless accidents, stunning moments, and touching moments ... But Yan Liang knows that no matter what else she will experience in her future life, this moment will be unforgettable for her forever.

Her throat was blocked, and she wanted to say some words out loud, but found herself wriggling her lips several times, unable to utter a single word.

Seeing her shocked expression, Liang Xi Cheng did not stand up, but closed her palms, and the ring was in her palms, then reached out and hugged her whole body, his hard chin rested on her shoulder, her fragrance filled his nose, her unique smell, he always liked it and was addicted to it—“I have pursued, I have lost, I no longer have dreams. It is you who opened the skylight for me, unlocked my heart, let hope turn again, busy and confused occasionally, for what, it is you who gave me, a touch, a reason, not tired and not fragile. There are not many eternal things in this world, let us also become a kind of love, deep as the sea and immovable as the mountain, love can never be exhausted in a lifetime ... and every day, this drunkard will love you more and more until it is full, I find that I love to write with you the most, oh ... later, tommorow night ..."

His voice is always strong and powerful, but at this moment it is even more low and gentle. Jacky Cheung's "Love You More Every Day" is a very old song, but also a classic. When he sings it, it makes people intoxicated.

Yan Liang bit her lips tightly, and she couldn't speak. She just felt her eyes moist, and something was always flowing in her heart—that must be the taste of happiness that makes her feel happy.

Liang Xi Cheng's breath is so familiar, as domineering and strong as always, but so gentle, she wants to crush herself and merge with him ...

"Yan Liang, I'm waiting for your answer."

Liang Xi Cheng raised his head from her neck, and pressed his bony fingers on her shoulders. With a little force, she finally raised her head, and he saw a pair of red eyes.

"If you don't give me an answer, I will just keep kneeling in front of you ..."

"... Xi Cheng."

She moved her lips and uttered two words with difficulty, only to find that when she opened her mouth, tears were like pearls that had broken off the string, and she could no longer control them. They fell down, and she didn't have time to wipe them off.

"Why are you crying? Is my proposal so scary?"

Liang Xi Cheng frowned helplessly, thinking about the song he had been listening to over and over again these days. How rare would it be to sing it in front of a woman?

How come he made her cry instead?

Yan Liang laughed again when she heard this, but her tears continued to fall. She felt like a fool now, crying and laughing, and finally said vaguely, "... I didn't ... I was just surprised ... Why? Why are you so good to me?"

Her voice was hoarse, but her eyes with tears stared at him straight.

Even if she is not the most confident person, she will never deny herself in front of others. It's just that at this moment, she really can't believe it, so she can't help but say some words, "... Xi Cheng, I know ... In fact, I have brought you a lot of trouble, whether it is business or family ... My appearance has disrupted many of your plans, why are you still so good to me? I am afraid ... I am afraid that this is just a dream ..."

"Feel it, this is not a dream."

Liang Xi Cheng stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek. The force was not strong, but it was enough to let Yan Liang know clearly that this was indeed not a dream.

"I have been kneeling for a long time. Do you intend to let me kneel like this forever? Shouldn't you give me an answer, huh?"

Yan Liang has been crying, but the curve of her mouth is full of happiness. She inhales and exhales again and again, and finally uttering those three words.

Simple, difficult, bitter, but also happy—

"I am willing."

She reached out, and for the first time, she took the initiative to hug his neck tightly, and buried her tearful face in his chest. His expensive shirt was soaked by her tears, but Liang Xi Cheng didn't care at all. He hugged her and lifted her up from her position.

Due to their height, he stood up holding her, and Yan Liang instinctively hugged him tighter. On tiptoe, Liang Xi Cheng casually held her hips. The moment he lifted her up, he leaned down, and their noses touched each other instantly. His hot breath was different from the usual overbearing and domineering. At this moment, it was gentle like water.

"Mrs. Liang, happy wedding."

Yan Liang bit her lips lightly and looked at him lovingly. After a while, she imitated his tone and whispered, "Happy wedding, Mr. Liang."

After returning to the villa in the evening, Liang Xi Cheng asked the servants to go to bed early.

Everyone watched the two people walk in hand in hand. The woman's face was red and her eyes were a little swollen, but there was warmth in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

And Mr. Liang, who was always serious and stern, looked surprisingly gentle today.

A discerning person could probably see what was going on, and a group of people retreated very consciously.

Liang Xi Cheng held Yan Liang's hand, and the two went up the stairs one after the other, only one step apart. He walked in front, and with his other hand he pulled his collar while walking. His slender fingers neatly unbuttoned his shirt. He glanced down a little and saw the wet spot on his chest, which still had a stain.

He remembered how she had just thrown herself into his arms and cried like a crybaby and his heart softened.

Liang Xi Cheng's master bedroom was at the corner of the second floor. The steps at the staircase were covered with thick carpets. The two of them stepped on them silently, and the whole villa seemed to be particularly quiet.

Quiet—as if there was only the sound of each other's breathing, one after another.

The unreal feeling was still lingering in her chest. Yan Liang lowered her eyes and instinctively followed Liang Xi Cheng's heels. Her eyes flashed, and before she could completely come back to her senses, she was pressed against the wall.

She raised her head in some astonishment, and the handsome face in front of her approached in an instant. The next second, the thin lips had kissed hers.

Since he let her sit in his car, he rarely let others drive, unless he really had something to do, so on the way here just now, her shy look made him feel itchy. Because he had to drive, he couldn't do anything, so he kept it in until he got home. Before he even entered the room, he couldn't help but want to taste her.

Unlike the previous kisses, which were either overbearing or lingering, this time, he kissed her anxiously. The moment she opened her lips, his flexible tongue tip had already eagerly probed in, found her tongue, and sucked it hard. Yan Liang gasped at his rude force.

It hurt a little, and her hand instinctively pressed against his chest. She whimpered and resisted vaguely, "... hmm, it hurts."

Liang Xi Cheng felt like a wolf now.

The delicacy in his arms was something he had coveted for a long time. Although he would taste and smell it occasionally, this delicacy was not his before. It’s different now. Holding her feels so real—she’s him.

The characters "Mrs. Liang" were printed on her body. From then on, Bai Yan Liang became his wife, Liang Xi Cheng's wife.

His slender fingers clasped her smooth chin, and with a little force, he pried open her lips that were tightly closed due to pain. The tip of his tongue gently swept across her lips, then slowly swept across her gums, and finally stopped on her lower lip, with heavy breathing and a deep voice.

"Does it hurt?"

"..." Yan Liang just nodded a little muffled.

Liang Xi Cheng pressed her neck directly, his voice getting heavier, "Mrs. Liang, if it hurts, just bear it for now, because I want more."

Yan Liang's heart skipped a beat as his kiss came all over again, she couldn't push it away, and finally endured it. Later, she was impressed by his superb flirting skills, and she began to respond to his kiss. Finally, she was dazed and felt that her back was light, and she was pushed into the room. The two of them hugged and entangled together. Liang Xi Cheng didn't think it was troublesome, so he just picked her up and put her on the big bed.

She didn't know when her clothes had been taken off. Liang Xi Cheng was kneeling between her legs. His deep eyes exuded a faint green light, staring at the blushing woman under him.

He quickly took off his clothes, threw them under the bed, and covered them with his tall body.

"... Xi Cheng."

Yan Liang had a moment of clarity. She opened her mouth and called his name very lightly. She probably wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, Liang Xi Cheng was one step ahead of her and kissed her lips again. He was not as impatient and slightly rough as before. This time, he was much gentler. When his lips touched her lips, his hoarse voice stuck to her word by word—

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. My Mrs. Liang, today is our wedding night, so ... every moment is worth a thousand gold. From now on, entrust everything to me. I will take you to experience it, just like before."

Yan Liang hummed, and Liang Xi Cheng didn't give her the chance to think about it anymore. When he kissed her, he stretched out his hand to hold the back of her head, sucking her smooth and delicate lips like jelly, and simply pried open her tightly closed lips. His tongue sucked her saliva into his mouth, and then fed his saliva into her mouth ...

In the silent space, there was only the heavy breathing of each other and the sound of saliva entangled. In Yan Liang's ears, it seemed so erotic, but she had been hooked by Liang Xi Cheng's superb kissing skills. Her body reacted faster than her brain and gave him a passionate response. The two lingering tongues were tightly entangled with each other. His tongue was like him, as domineering as always, wantonly sweeping every mucous membrane in her mouth, and constantly moving deep in the root of her tongue, as if he was not satisfied until he reached the deepest part of her mouth.

The two of them kissed each other passionately, longing for each other's passion, just as he said—the wedding night.

Such a common description made Yan Liang's heart skip a beat.

The enchanting atmosphere in the room was constantly rising. Liang Xi Cheng had already stripped off the clothes on the two of them. Liang Xi Cheng was worried that if he entered directly, she would not be able to adapt. After all, she was not alone now. He tried to stretch out two fingers and slowly probed into the most sensitive part of her body, which was also the one he desired the most. He gently soothed her at the door for a few times before slowly inserting it.

Yan Liang immediately made a "hmm" sound. Because of nervousness, her whole body was tense. Liang Xi Cheng felt that his fingers were bitten tightly before they were halfway in. He felt that the desire in his lower abdomen was even more vigorous, and his lower body seemed to explode. His low voice was particularly rough because of desire, but it was also more charming and sexy.

"Baby, don't be so nervous. If you are so nervous, how can I get in? Come on, relax."

His fingers were long, and when she relaxed, they quickly reached the deepest part. The initial discomfort gradually disappeared, replaced by another feeling of emptiness, as if ... countless insects were constantly gnawing at the most sensitive part of her body, making her skin all over her body begin to glow unusually red, and her delicate face was red enough to drip water.

"... Xi Cheng, Xi Cheng ..."

Her mouth was dry, her mind gradually went blank, and she could only call the man's name in vain, because she knew that he could give her what she wanted most.

"I'm here."

Liang Xi Cheng leaned over her ear, his deep breath was magnetic, and at such a time, the simplest two words had an indescribable charm.

"What do you want to say? Tell me."

He guided her step by step, but the strength of his hands did not decrease at all. He lowered his head and sucked Yan Liang's pink earlobe again, then sipped it carefully for a few times. Soon he saw the woman's face was stained with lust, and her eyes were full of water. He was very familiar with it—that was her expression of passion. But today, he wanted her to be more proactive. This little woman was too restrained in bed. Although she was pregnant now, it was indeed not suitable for him to "make a big move", but some interest was not reflected in the strength, but in her performance.

The long finger dormant in her body moved slightly, and it was as if it was there and not there, touching the most sensitive little bump in her body. He had never touched this place before, and this time it was so sudden that Yan Liang naturally couldn't bear it. She held his wrist tightly with both hands, and a charming and soft moan escaped from her slightly opened red lips ...

"... Ah, don't ... don't ... don't touch there, Xi Cheng ... I ... I can't stand it, don't ... help me ..."

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