Chapter 348: A Man's True Colors

Without taking two steps, Huang Ying hugged Leng Binghan tightly from behind. At this moment, she was also a little dizzy in her heart, and she didn't know where the strength came from, so she had a thought in her heart, she couldn't let this man slip away like this, and she would be shameless.

"Let it go!" Leng Binghan scolded in a low voice. Huang Ying's body was clinging to his back.

"Do you look down on me?" Huang Ying hugged Leng Binghan tightly, burst into tears, choked and said: "But my body is clean, I really don't have any experience, and I don't know any skills, but I can learn, I ......" Speaking of the back, she couldn't cry anymore.

The intermittent words contain endless sorrow, and the sad beauty of the beautiful woman's pear blossoms with rain and cicadas dew and autumn branches caused a pain in my cold heart.

Leng Binghan sighed lightly, slowed down his voice and said, "You let go first, I won't go, let's talk well." Suddenly realized that he really couldn't think of this yellow warbler.

Huang Ying gradually calmed down, in fact, she couldn't figure out what she was doing. Hearing this, he quietly loosened the coldness, and his shyness regained the mainstream, and he lowered his head and said, "You sit down first, and I'll go wash my face." ”

Leng Binghan waited for the sound of the door closing behind him, then slowly turned around, sat on the sofa, and smiled somewhat helplessly, he didn't expect his whim-of-kind heart to bring such fragrant trouble to himself.

Leng Binghan is not Yanashita Hui, no one will dislike a beautiful girl, but asking him to possess it under such coercion and temptation really makes him feel embarrassed, and he can't get over that hurdle in his heart.

After sitting alone for several minutes, Huang Ying slowly walked out of the bathroom.

The yellow warbler who came out again was carefully groomed, her hair was combed to the ground, and her face was also quiet and indifferent, if it weren't for the fact that her eyes were still slightly red, and her eyes were mixed with a faint grievance, no one could tell that she had cried a few minutes ago.

Perhaps because of the heating in the room, Huang Ying took off the leather skirt outside, and only wore the thermal underwear inside, although the style was conservative, but the tight-fitting design also perfectly highlighted the beauty's convex and concave hot figure, especially the breasts, plump and straight, perfect contour, trembling and extremely attractive. He also took off the pair of long leather shoes at his feet, stepped on the soft carpet with a pair of white little feet, and pulled up half of his trouser legs to his knees, revealing the delicate and silky pink calves like clotted cream, which were touching and snow-white, and the charm was infinite.

Huang Ying gently walked to the bed opposite Leng Binghan and sat down, a pair of white feet fiddling with each other, lowering his head and not looking at Leng Binghan, his eyes just fell on the two jade feet, and he didn't say a word.

Leng Binghan forced his gaze to withdraw from Huang Ying's beautiful feet like ceramic handicrafts, and said lightly: "Wei Zhonghua promised to praise you as the protagonist of the current play?" ”

"Hmm!" Huang Ying wanted to speak and stopped, and her jade face was full of hesitation. Bei Ya bit her lips lightly, thought about it for a long time, and then gritted her teeth and said: "Mr. Wei said let me accompany you well, as long as you are satisfied, let me be the heroine of the next play." ”

Leng Binghan took a sip of water, and said for a long time: "Don't worry, I will tell Wei Zhonghua that I am very satisfied with you, and let you be the heroine as you wish." ”

"Huh?" Huang Ying was slightly taken aback, as if she didn't expect this Leng Binghan to say this, which made her feel like she had escaped, but there was an indescribable complex emotion in her heart, and she said quietly: "Do you look down on me like this?" A pair of beautiful eyes glanced at Leng Bing Han, and the infinite romance contained in the eyes caused Leng Bing Han's heart to surge.

"It's time for me to go back!" Leng Binghan blushed for a while, but more confused and uneasy, deliberately lowered his eyes not to see Huang Ying's delicate and shy beauty, and was about to stand up as soon as he spoke, but Huang Ying also got up, did not retreat, but advanced, and met him with a straight chest.

Rao is cold and agile, and he was a little stunned for a while, so the inevitable collision happened.

Huang Ying groaned "um", and her hands were entangled like two snakes, hugging her cold neck tightly.

Leng Binghan was dumbfounded, Wen Xiang nephrite was in his arms, and he didn't dare to move, because the bodies of the two of them rubbed violently when he moved slightly, causing a strange feeling of ecstasy, and he could only say with a wry smile: "You don't need to be like this at all." ”

Huang Ying let go of her hand, but tears slowly flowed down her eyes, and she hissed: "Actually, I also know that you are a big man on the top, and you don't look down on people like us." But I always have a little extravagant hope in my heart, hoping that the man who will protect me in the future will be like you. ”

Leng Binghan couldn't help but be a little stunned, but then he understood that Huang Ying just took a fancy to his background and wanted to find a safe haven, and he didn't really like him at all. Although he never thought that beautiful women would fall in love with him when they saw him, he inevitably felt a trace of bitterness in his heart.

"Hehe, you just think I'm looking for a cover. In the future, if you have someone you like, remember to tell me so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Leng Binghan thought about it, wrote a number to Huang Ying, handed it over, and said, "Call me for something." ”

Huang Ying was so moved that she just wanted to cry at this time, she knew that she had met a nobleman, and she was not the kind of person who only wanted to strip off her clothes in her eyes, it was purely out of kindness. But for the first time, this made her a little unconfident in the peerless appearance she had always been proud of.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Huang Ying's mouth, a little resigned to fate.

"Am I so unworthy in your mind?" Huang Ying's face turned red, and she didn't know where she got the courage, she raised her head and looked at Leng Bing Han, and her tone was sad.

Leng Binghan was stunned when he heard this, and then said solemnly: "I know what you have in mind, but I really don't like this kind of transaction, and I help you purely because I don't think it's easy for you." ”

Huang Ying nodded noncommittally, and a pair of beautiful eyes fell on the cold face in a daze.

When she finally made up her mind, she had already made all kinds of mental preparations. In her mind, whether the other party was a white-bearded powerful old man or a pot-bellied bureaucratic tycoon, he must have jumped up with red eyes, tore his clothes, and then pressed down like a mountain, penetrating his body roughly. But it's her choice, she just wants to treat it as a nightmare, forget about it when she's done, happily get an opportunity that others dream of, and then seize the opportunity to use the platform to rise to prominence and become a household name in the spotlight.

But the development of things was beyond his expectations, not only was the man in front of him not as he expected, but when he spoke, he would always look at himself, and there was no evil thoughts in his eyes that ordinary men often have. It seems that what is in front of him is an ordinary woman, or an ordinary friend, who seems to have forgotten that this woman is a female artist, and she can still press it at any time, and she is obedient, and he tosses it casually.

This state made Huang Ying feel a sense of loss, and at the same time had a strange feeling for Leng Binghan. I don't know whether to rejoice or feel sorry for myself, Leng Binghan's slender and upright figure has a lingering taste in his mind. It seems that every detail of the two people being together is clearly engraved in the mind.

"Could it be that I actually fell in love with this person?" This sudden thought made Huang Ying so shocked that she couldn't believe it. Although I have a good impression of this man who takes care of and protects himself and doesn't ask for it, it's not so easy to fall in love with someone.

Huang Ying never thought that she would fall into the complex emotions she has now, there are few capable men and women, so that's what's wrong, let alone a beautiful woman like herself. But when it really came to me, I deeply felt that falling in love with a man who did not belong to her own destiny was too torturous for a woman.

Huang Ying felt a deep sadness, because this relationship was destined to be fruitless in the end, unless she chose not to marry for the rest of her life, but the vast majority of women hope that they can have a good future in their bones.

Leng Binghan was a little uncomfortable by her strange eyes, scratching his head in a sneer, and was about to speak. But Huang Ying suddenly stepped forward with a pretty face, and said to Leng Binghan with a resentful expression: "Can you dance with me one last time?" "Shyly whispering, like a request is more like a pleading, a hibiscus jade face has already been blushing, increasing the boundless beauty. The tone was slightly hurried, as if he was afraid that a "no" word would pop out of Leng Binghan's mouth, and he felt a little more apprehensive in his heart, and there was a burning urgency in his eyes when he looked at him.

Leng Binghan was stunned for a moment, he was always calm and composed, he was upset by Huang Ying's simple request, and he didn't know how to answer in a panic, so he only sighed and said, "This, this ......"

Huang Ying pursed her lips and smiled, opened her arms, bravely hugged Leng Han's neck, and her body was tightly attached. Leng Binghan only felt a burst of intoxicating aroma floating between his noses, like a fan, tempting and thinking.

Leng Binghan sighed softly, his heart fluctuated slightly, and finally accepted it silently, hugging Huang Ying's slender waist, through the clothes, he could easily feel the delicate and plump beauty of her waist skin.

There is no musical accompaniment, and there is no romantic and gentle dance floor lighting, so the two just hug each other and slowly step on the rhythm. The dim light in the room seemed to give Huang Ying more courage, and she kept her head buried in Leng Han's shoulders, slowly putting her face on Leng Han's chest, as if this made her feel safe.

Although it is separated by clothes, the effect of this barrier is not obvious.