Untamed Passionate Kiss

Now that things have come to this, talking nonsense will only make Bian Yu more embarrassed.

Liang Yutang quickly racked her brains, then bit her lip and whispered, "Yes, I made a bet with Qiqi."

She said, "Weren't we always arguing lately? When I got angry, I said I was going to give you the silent treatment."

Bian Yu stared at her, motionless, clearly listening intently to every word she said.

Liang Yutang pulled the blanket with both hands, looking utterly pitiful.

Liang Yutang: "I'm just afraid that if things continue like this, I won't be able to leave you."

The more she spoke, the softer her voice became. Yet, the softer she spoke, the more real it seemed.

Bian Yu remained silent, staring at her quietly.

Liang Yutang looked away, her gaze falling on the empty sofa, and fidgeted awkwardly.

"They say the rule of the game is that whoever loves more loses. When I'm not sure if you feel the same way I do... I don't want to lose."

His words were sincere and earnest.

Bian Yu lowered his eyes slightly, connecting the events of yesterday to his own experience, and asked, "Because you didn't want to lose, you were seen going in and out with other men?"

Liang Yutang secretly rejoiced. See? Jealousy is a normal reaction.

She had already prepared her explanation.

"That's my childhood friend, he took good care of me in the US. He's looking to rent an office building, and I happen to have one available, so I'm showing it to him."

There were no lies, only the truth. Only the most important part was hidden.

"snort."

The man chuckled.

Liang Yutang looked over and saw that Bian Yu had quickly managed to control his expression.

"Then remember to let me know next time we meet."

Liang Yutang nodded vigorously, and Bian Yucai then seemingly naturally moved on to other topics.

"Shall we go downstairs for dinner, or should we invite him to our room?"

Yes!

Liang Yutang knew that this was his way of giving her a way out.

"Let's call him into the room, hehe."

The girl, wrapped in a blanket, suddenly smiled brightly, dazzling Bian Yu's eyes.

He looked away somewhat awkwardly, walked to the telephone by the bedside, bent down and dialed the front desk.

"One cold meat platter, and one seasonal vegetable dish."

Halfway through ordering the food, he noticed a lot of stray hairs on Liang Yutang's pillow and twirled them on his tongue.

"Let's steam some shrimp too."

Hair loss is often caused by a lack of protein.

Liang Yutang has been ordering a lot of takeout lately because he doesn't cook much anymore.

Although eating this won't do much nutritional value, it's better than nothing. There's nothing I can do about it; she just loves fast food and fried food.

lunch.

Bian Yu habitually peeled the shrimp, dipped it in a little fresh chili soy sauce, and threw it into Liang Yutang's bowl.

Perhaps due to her upbringing, she has an extremely high sense of entitlement and doesn't feel at all that Bian Yu is doing this to accommodate her, but rather that it's his duty.

The girl ate with relish, her legs bare, and loosely coiled her medium-length hair behind her head with a hair accessory.

The curtains were open, but a layer of white gauze still covered the area.

The midday sun shone through the white gauze, casting rays that adorned her face, complementing her slightly smiling lips...

Anyway, it looks even more delicious than the food on the plate.

Bian Yu couldn't help but wonder: Who is the one who is afraid of losing? Her or him?

It seems that he was also rejecting an answer in his heart.

Therefore, he was not very enthusiastic in responding to Liang Yutang's attempts to make conversation.

After finishing his meal, he said he was going back to school first, citing work as the reason.

Bian Yu: "I don't think I'll be going to the apartment area anytime soon. There are some things going on in the department, and it's more convenient to stay on campus."

After saying that, he left without giving Liang Yutang a chance to refute him.

Liang Yutang felt something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Plus, she was still feeling dizzy from eating, so she fell into a deep sleep again.

The room was extended for another night.

She didn't go shopping with her best friend Qiqi until the next day.

The two met at the plaza of Shangmao Tianjie. First, he accompanied Qiqi to Xiaoxiang's house to see the "fortune-bringing" fragrance that she had recently become obsessed with.

Then, a saleswoman from a certain brand messaged Liang Yutang, saying that the perfume she had ordered had arrived and that she should pick it up.

The two stores, Xiao Xiang and Mou Ao, were not far apart. The two walked over, and the saleswoman familiarly handed Liang Yutang a perfume gift bag.

Saleswoman: "Ms. Liang, last time you said the base notes were too strong. The perfumer has made some improvements this time. Please try it again and give us feedback if you have any problems."

There are only a handful of people in Jingzhou's socialite circles who have this kind of style.

Qiqi's family is also wealthy, but not on the same level as the Liang family. She can buy ordinary luxury goods casually, but the exclusive bespoke services of top luxury brands are usually only enjoyed by Liang Yutang.

Fortunately, Qiqi is easygoing and never cares about such trivial matters.

In addition, Liang Yutang was used to it and didn't take these things to heart.

She commissioned this perfume simply because the perfume Meng Yang gave her for her 18th birthday celebration smelled very similar to this one.

However, the item Meng Yang sent was not a brand-name product.

It was said that one of his French aristocratic classmates had his perfumer create it. Meng Yang thought it smelled good, so he bought a bottle from his classmate and gave it to Liang Yutang as a birthday gift.

"A girl's first pair of high heels is usually a gift from her boyfriend. So I'll give her her first bottle of perfume."

Liang Yutang was still a little unhappy at that time; clearly, what she wanted to receive were high heels.

However, the perfume did smell good, but he was too embarrassed to ask Meng Yang for the formula, so he threw the empty perfume bottle to the headquarters of a certain company and paid a high price to replicate it.

Over the years, her scent had never changed, until Bian Yu sneezed repeatedly.

He has allergic rhinitis and is very sensitive to smells. Although he didn't say anything, Liang Yutang was wary and asked someone to make the perfume scent even lighter.

A girl like that, as long as she's willing to coax someone, will be very charming to anyone.

She was in a good mood today, and when she passed by Fan Mouzhe's store, she was attracted by a casual outfit inside.

This store has a more youthful style compared to other brands.

For some reason, Bian Yu's name popped into her mind. Without thinking, her hand had already touched the breathable fabric.

Qiqi: "You really are a materialist, aren't you? Just one glance and I knew this outfit would suit Yang-ge perfectly."

She implicitly acknowledged that Liang Yutang bought it as a gift for Meng Yang.

Because, according to Liang Yutang's usual practice, she could always come up with some strange reasons to give the other party a gift.

Gifts for returning home were obviously a natural next step.

Just as Liang Yutang was about to say something, Cao Cao appeared.

Meng Yang called; his voice was deep, and you could tell he was a few years older than her.

Meng Yang: "Tangtang, do you have time now?"

This is Liang Yutang's nickname. Besides her family, only Meng Yang and Qi Qi are used to calling her that.

Bian Yu wouldn't either; he always called her by her full name.

On the other end of the phone, Liang Yutang composed herself: "I didn't have time originally."

Meng Yang understood her implied meaning and chuckled naturally: "Then come to the XX Building."

It was in Liang Yutang's dowry building that Meng Yang Company's branch was located.

Meng Yang: "The property management company needs to provide an authorization contract before they can allow newly hired employees to use the parking spaces for free."

Liang Yutang is the owner of the building, so she also needs to be present for all three parties to sign.

After hanging up the phone, Liang Yutang took Qiqi and headed towards the building.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to give instructions to the shop assistant.

"Wrap up that casual outfit I just looked at."