The black Rolls-Royce parked at the door of Dong Lingxi's villa at No. 11, Rue Rotan, in the 16th arrondissement of Paris, for twenty minutes.
Jing Gao and Dong Lingxi got off the car one after another.
Jing Gao helped the limp President Dong in a very gentlemanly manner. Her delicate aqua soft midi skirt looks a little messy and ruffled below the neckline. Dong Lingxi's beautiful big eyes were watery. Under the cool and bright moonlight, she turned her head and cast a charming glance, tender and charming, charming in words. The mature and beautiful woman's amorous feelings flow out for no reason, which makes people's hearts tremble.
The two walked into the villa together. The black Rolls-Royce was still parked at the entrance of the villa.
Jing Gao closed the door of the villa with his backhand.
The villa in Dong Lingxi is smaller than the villa in Jinggao. There are only two floors in total. A very typical small family villa. The price is more than 10 million euros.
Of course, this "small" is relative. Standing at the door of the first floor, the space is transparent and the furnishings are fashionable and warm.
Jing Gao didn't let Dong Lingxi get the slippers he changed. He hugged her, turned on the light in the living room, and looked at her villa at the door. Smelling the fragrance of her hair, he said: "Lingxi, let's have supper first, okay?"
Jing Gao has been visiting Dong Lingxi's villa frequently in Paris these days, and he was the one who sent Dong Lingxi back yesterday. So looking at the villa at the door is fake, but the other things I want to do are real.
"Mr. Jing, it's not good." The bright crystal chandelier in the living room was turned on, and the soft light dispersed the darkness. Dong Lingxi's fair and bright face was as delicate and crimson as drunkenness. She turned her head shyly and coquettishly, and softly refused. In fact, everything is up to him.
How about a beautiful woman from a good family? If there were women outside, they would probably be giving Jing Gao a makeover by now. That fun is missing.
The two of them had been at the door lovingly for no more than three minutes when they heard someone coughing a few times at the end of the living room and vaguely saw a figure.
Dong Lingxi suddenly came out of his daze and whispered with a flushed face: "It's my bodyguard Xiao Qi."
Dong Lingxi had installed several bugs in his villa before. Zhaoshi Group's bodyguard team is simply unreliable. Jing Gao asked Junzi to transfer a personal female bodyguard from Hong Kong Island to protect Dong Lingxi.
This is the girl named "Xiao Qi".
The little girl probably saw what happened just now. She had to show up to remind them that there was someone in the villa. This is really embarrassing.
Jing Gao was also quite embarrassed, so he and Dong Lingxi quickly changed their shoes and went up to the second floor.
The atmosphere was completely lost for the awkwardness that came through the door. Up on the second floor is a living room. Dong Lingxi turned on the light, her fair and pretty face still flushed. She didn't blame Jing Gao for being too anxious, but she was quite embarrassed. She whispered, "Mr. Jing, sit down for a moment and I'll make you tea."
She wore a soft aqua midi skirt that was very close-fitting. Her plump figure is outlined with undulations, with towering peaks and peaches. Wearing high heels, her skirt reached to her knees, and her straight and round calves looked even more white under the light.
Jing Gao admired Dong Lingxi's graceful and sexy back and said, "Lingxi, if you don't want tea, drink some wine!"
Dong Lingxi has good tea skills, with beautiful tea fragrance and smooth movements. He tasted it at Jinghe Club two years ago. It's really awesome. However, it would be too much to waste an hour making tea and drinking tea at this beautiful time.
"Okay!" Dong Lingxi had already walked into the aisle on high heels. She turned around and smiled, the charming and charming woman without any reason.
After a while, Dong Lingxi went to the small refrigerator on the second floor and brought up half a bottle of red wine and two glasses.
She usually drinks some red wine to keep herself healthy.
Jing Gao and Dong Lingxi did not drink at the sofa and coffee table in the living room, but went to a small room on the east side of the second floor. Next to her bedroom. This room has a terrace inside and outside, with windows. The upside-down "福" on the door rustled slightly in the evening breeze.
The evening breeze was a bit chilly, so I didn't go out. Drinking red wine facing each other at the window sill, you can see the shadows of trees on the street outside through the gap between the terrace railings, quietly. The moonlight shines like water on the long table and rattan chairs on the terrace.
"Lingxi, you usually lead a very romantic life! Make some red wine, bathe in the sunset, and look at the scenery."
Dong Lingxi gently held the slightly scattered hair in front of her forehead with her little finger. This action made her charming and beautiful woman full of charm. Her bright eyes looked at Jing Gao's face and eyes in the night. He is such a gentle and gentle man. This caused the interrupted emotions in her heart to surge up unconsciously. Her eyes were bold and charming, and she said: "It's okay. I don't have much to do here in France. I just spend my free time by myself." Stay."
In fact, Mr. Jing is not handsome enough. But as a mature woman, she knows what kind of man she appreciates, likes, and adores. Not that kind of handsome, young man, but Mr. Jing was just the man who could bring her a sense of security.
His achievements in business are dazzling and unparalleled. Just like an emperor. But in private, he was not aggressive at all. He was gentle and considerate to her these days, which made her enchanted and addicted.
Of course Jing Gao felt the way Dong Lingxi looked at him, and couldn't help but smile. He stretched out his hand to loosen the bun on her head, kissed her gently on the cheek, held her in his arms, and said with a smile. : "Lingxi, with your eyes, do you want me to be steamed or braised?"
Dong Lingxi's beautiful eyes are flowing, and her head is slightly drooped. She was a little embarrassed.
Jing Gao placed a sip of red wine on the window sill and hugged her, feeling the softness and grace of the beautiful woman in his arms. Beauty is like wine! He said warmly: "Lingxi, don't you have the nickname Miss Dong in the capital? I will sing you a ballad."
"It's all in the past!" Dong Lingxi also put the red wine in his hand on the windowsill, raised his head and looked at Jing Gao, with a touching smile on his lips, and said softly: "Okay."
A folk singer wrote a song "Miss Dong", which was later popularized in a talent show on Mango Channel.
"Miss Dong, I have never forgotten your smile...
Miss Dong, you look beautiful when the corners of your mouth turn down, just like the clear water under the Anhe Bridge...
Miss Dong, I am also a complicated animal. I say something with my mouth, but keep repeating it in my heart...
Miss Dong, time flies by at night in Paris..."
When Jing Gao sang the last line, he stopped singing and just looked at Dong Lingxi. Of course Dong Lingxi knew what it meant. He raised his head and looked at Jing Gao, and couldn't help but said coquettishly: "Mr. Jing, don't change your words randomly! Will I make tonight very stressful?"
Jing Gao said with a smile, "What kind of pressure?"
"You will have three charming beauties to accompany you when you return later."
"Lingxi, you look down on people." Jing Gao chuckled.
