Dong Lingxi's villa is right next door, dozens of meters away from the door. It's still 2018. With the popularity of the Internet, there are very few straight men in the true sense. What's more, Jing Gao, a powerful man who has experienced too much in the flowers.
Faced with the invitation of Dong Lingxi, a charming beautiful woman, Jing Gao certainly would not be confused about the charm and said: "Wait a moment." He got up, took a thin coat from the floor-standing clothes rack in the study, and put it on Dong Lingxi. He said warmly: "It's a bit cold at night, let's go!"
It was a bit cool late at night in Paris in early June. Dong Lingxi only wore an aqua blue short-sleeved open-collar midi skirt, revealing her charming white collarbone. The pearl necklace around her neck complemented her fair skin. Beauty is like jade.
Dong Lingxi grabbed the edge of the coat and asked softly: "Mr. Jing, would you like to wear a coat too?" A beautiful woman is considerate.
Jing Gao smiled and said, "No need." He and Dong Lingxi walked downstairs.
It is already past 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and the villa is brightly lit, but it is quiet at night. There are two bodyguards on duty at the door. With a guy on his waist. Jing Gao said, "I'll take Mr. Dong back." He stopped the bodyguard from driving.
The bodyguard in black was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Jing, the rules set by the military chief..."
Another bodyguard notified Jun Zi through a headset. Junzi didn't sleep at all. He walked around from the annex building in a few steps and saw the plump and bright beauty Dong Lingxi next to Mr. Jing. When he saw that she was wearing a men's coat, he knew what was going on. But just pretend you didn’t see anything about Mr. Jing.
"Mr. Jing, these are extraordinary times, and no one can guarantee what means those people will use. It's safer to go there by car." Junzi advised.
Jing Gaoxin said that it was only a few dozen meters away, and there was still a sense of Mao's mood in riding there in a car. Pointing into the house, he said: "Sir, Arnault is still in my villa. Who dares to shoot my black gun?" This is the current hostage.
Junzi insisted: "Mr. Jing, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst."
"Okay." Jing Gao said helplessly. First, he still has great trust in Junzi's abilities. Although Bernard Arnault was a hostage in the villa, who knows if a third party intervened?
Second, the negotiations on the first floor are still continuing. He didn't want to make a scene at the door and make it known to everyone.
Junzi arranges the car. Jing Gao and Dong Lingxi boarded the car directly from the underground garage on the first floor. The black Rolls-Royce drove out slowly.
Jing Gao lowered the fenders of the front and rear seats and looked out the window at his three-story French-style villa bathed in the bright moonlight. He turned his head and said in the slightly quiet Dong Lingxi's ear: "Lingxi, the atmosphere is completely gone. When you return to China, may I take you for a walk on the streets of Chengdu?"
Dong Lingxi couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. He looked at Jing Gao with a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes inquiringly and asked like a little girl: "Mr. Jing, why are you going to Chengdu?"
It was because the ambiguous atmosphere in the study room was completely gone after such a commotion in the car that she calmed down. It was a short walk back and the atmosphere was just right, so she invited him in for a glass of water.
Ever since she was little, boys have been pursuing her. She has never actively pursued a boy. However, you haven’t eaten pork and haven’t seen pigs running away? Of course she knew this little trick. It was just the first time she used it on a man, and she felt a little shy.
But tonight, the richest men in Europe have come to surrender to Mr. Jing, and all the difficulties Zhaoshi Group has encountered in Europe will disappear. This made her unable to suppress the uncontrollable appreciation and admiration in her heart!
However, neither she nor Mr. Jing thought about the security issue.
Jing Gao likes Dong Lingxi's appearance. Because there is no sense of aggression in her eyes, she is not a strong woman, but rather charming. It is not the purity and innocence of a girl. Instead, she has the style of a mature and beautiful woman.
In fact, if you really want to talk about it, there are many beauties with good figures around him. Qingshuang Aifei's figure is very hot and sexy. Xiaowan's figure is also top-notch. The rings are fat and the swallows are thin, each with its own style. As for a beautiful woman, little Princess Xi Xi's face is exquisite and flawless. In his eyes, she has 99 points of beauty.
Therefore, the biggest difference between beauties and beauties is their unique style.
The charming and beautiful woman was close at hand. Jing Gao didn't want to restrain his thoughts too much, so he gently pecked Dong Lingxi's soft lips and said, "Zhao Lei, a folk singer I admired very much before, There is a song that has spread all over the streets recently. I will sing a few lines for you to listen to."
Dong Lingxi's pretty face suddenly turned crimson, and some of the anxiety and worry in her heart disappeared. I just felt that my body was a little soft, and I buzzed like a mosquito: "Okay!"
Jing Gao smiled, loving the delicate and gentle appearance of this beautiful woman. In fact, of course he can continue to wait for this bright and plump beauty to tease him with coyness, coquettishness and courage. That kind of ambiguity will be very memorable.
But he prefers that the two of them are on the same channel, with a tacit understanding and affection between men and women. Men, you can't just enjoy it, you also have to respond to the signals sent by the beauty. This is called flirting.
Jing Gao cleared his throat slightly and hummed: "Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh...
Don't stop until all the lights go out.
You will hold my sleeves, and I will put my hands in my trouser pockets.
Walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern..."
Jing Gao had already learned singing, Qi training and other skills from teachers at the Beijing Conservatory of Music. This folk song is melodious, soothing and very flavorful.
Dong Lingxi unknowingly leaned on Jing Gao's shoulder, listening to the song, feeling the tenderness in his heart for her, and suddenly wanted to go for a walk with him on the streets of Chengdu, just like in the lyrics. That should be an unforgettable memory, right?
I feel quite embarrassed again. She was quite a few years old. She was actually walking hand in hand on the street. The scene was a bit inappropriate no matter how you thought about it.
This time in Paris, France, it was she who accidentally gave benefits to Mr. Jing first, which made the two of them a little ambiguous. Mr. Jing, of course having a romantic temperament, invited her to a winery in Bordeaux.
Of course she understands what it means. If I really went to a Bordeaux winery with Mr. Jing, I would inevitably have to be reclaimed by him several times.
But no matter what, she was the one who took the initiative in this relationship.
Dong Lingxi was thinking wildly when she suddenly felt Jing Gao kissing her tenderly. Her pretty face suddenly turned crimson and she cooperated with him tactfully and submissively.
The black Rolls-Royce bulletproof version was parked at the entrance of Dong Lingxi Villa. It was already quite close, just a push of the accelerator. But the boss didn't come down, so the driver naturally waited.
After a while, Jing Gao's coat on Dong Lingxi's shoulders had already slipped off. She was no match for Jing Gao's wolf-like and appreciative gaze, and she shyly buried her head in Jing Gao's arms.
Jing Gao put his arms around Dong Lingxi's slender waist, smiled and said in her ear: "Lingxi, we've arrived at the door of your villa. Aren't you going to invite me in for a cup of coffee?"
Dong Lingxi was shy, mainly because the relationship between the two had suddenly developed by leaps and bounds, but she was still a thirty-four-year-old woman. She was self-taught and said, "Do you just want to drink coffee?" She raised her head, A pair of shining beautiful eyes looked at him.
Jing Gao hugged this plump and graceful woman, kissed her on the cheek, and said with an evil smile: "Of course it's not just that. Lingxi, let's have some supper together later. I want to eat big meat buns. Do you want to Drink milk?”
Dong Lingxi couldn't bear this, and her face turned red immediately. She was so shy that she wanted to run away, but she was hugged by Jing Gao.
The bright moon outside the window is dim.
