The bright moon is like a hook, and the moonlight falls on the floor-to-ceiling windows and carpets.
Jing Gao picked up the crystal clear celadon teacup that Zheng Xiaobing brought for him and drank the tea, feeling slightly emotional.
Luo Yi was actually quite active in college. He could chat with his teachers for an hour or two. But in the past two years when he was playing football, he became more and more silent. It’s good to have the courage to start a business now.
In fact, he somewhat understood Luo Yi's concerns and choices in his heart. With two university diplomas from "Beijing University of Science and Technology", it is difficult to find a good job. Especially they are education majors.
It was impossible for Luo Yi to suggest to him that he wanted to change his job, so he could only start a business!
Zheng Xiaobing, who was tall and tall, stood behind Jing Gao. Seeing that he was a little emotional, he couldn't help but said: "Mr. Jing, you are such a good person!"
She would not be so blind as to think that Mr. Jing's classmates were ungrateful if they did not shed tears of gratitude after receiving the check. Sometimes, too much gratitude in words can seem too light. In the end, it all comes down to action.
Jing Gao laughed and felt the beautiful young assistant's closeness to him. He put down the blue and white porcelain tea cup in his hand and turned to look at her: she was dressed in a pretty pink dress, bright and charming, with a slim waist and beautiful legs, and fair and smooth skin. The sexy look of a dewy young woman made him feel strange emotions. He smiled and said, "Xiao Bing, does this count as giving me a good guy card?"
Zheng Xiaobing actually didn't know how to get along with Jing Gao, because the relationship between the two completely broke the boundaries when they were resting in Jiangzhou yesterday. And Mr. Jing obviously became more compassionate and gentle towards her. He even let her rest in his bedroom on the plane.
While she was taking a shower on the luxurious private jet, she thought: The fact that she was willing to take a shower on Mr. Jing's plane showed that subconsciously, she was completely unwary and unguarded against him, and she had opened her heart wide open to him.
It's just that the meaning behind his words also revealed his alienation from her. When he was in Jiangzhou, he said that she was thinking nonsense. And when he came back just now, he held her in his arms and allowed her to rest on his shoulder. What does it mean? However, after the inadvertent finger touch just now, he seemed like a normal person. What does this take her for?
Zheng Xiaobing was inexplicably worried about gains and losses, and her heart was agitated. Her emotions were changing like mist, until she heard his teasing words and the "positive feedback" he gave, and the suppressed emotions in her heart were violently released.
Relaxed, relieved, excited, happy.
Zheng Xiaobing chuckled delicately, looking at Jing Gao with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, with a smile in his eyes. His whole person looked very lively and full of energy, as if he was the most spiritual person in the late-night picture in Moscow, and said: "Mr. Jing, you How can I give you a good guy card if you haven’t even confessed your feelings?”
The corners of Jing Gao's lips curled up, and when he was about to tease her, there was a knock on the door. Opening the door, she saw the flight attendant Lu Xinlan, who had arrived at the Spacios Hotel a long time ago, wearing her stewardess uniform: a white cheongsam embroidered with ink paintings, and flesh-colored stockings clinging to her straight, white, well-proportioned legs.
"Mr. Jing..." She was still so tender, gentle and pleasant. After seeing Jing Gao, the moment he lowered his head, he seemed to be shy in the cool breeze.
Stockings wipe the gun. Ahem. Jing Gao almost forgot that when he contacted Lu Xinlan, he had already told her his room number. And now she's here.
Every time Jing Gao sees Lu Xinlan's charming appearance, he will feel happy unconsciously. She is really a charming beauty! At this time, he took action, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, closed the door of the executive suite, looked at the soft and shy young woman in his arms, and asked softly: "Xiao Lu, I want to Me?"
"Yes." Lu Xinlan replied with a soft nasal voice, burying her head in Jing Gao's arms, feeling the man's power controlling her and conquering her, and then whispered: "Mr. Jing, my stockings are really torn."
I'll go. Xiao Lu was talking about what happened on the plane a few hours ago.
Jing Gao felt that Lu Xinlan's charm and femininity were extremely charming, and could only be compared to Yang Tao, who was his supervisor on the yacht that day. I wonder how she is doing in Magic City now? I haven't contacted her for a while.
Zheng Xiaobing coughed, her heart filled with bitterness and discomfort. Mr. Jing is really a romantic scumbag! Fortunately, she had been thinking nonsense these past two days and thought he was a good person. "Mr. Jing, you are busy, I will go back first."
"Ah!" Only then did Lu Xinlan realize that there was someone in the living room, and her face turned red with embarrassment. She was wearing a white cheongsam and hiding in Jing Gao's arms, not daring to see anyone.
Jing Gao was quite thick-skinned. He was a little carried away when he saw Lu Xinlan, a 27-year-old beauty just now, and wanted to relive the unfinished things on the plane. If he really let Zheng Xiaobing go like this, it would be very uncomfortable for him to get along with her next. Maybe Zheng Xiaobing will resign.
"Xiao Lu, wait for me for a while." Jing Gao patted Lu Xinlan's soft and bouncy buttocks, walked to the coffee table and said to Zheng Xiaobing: "Xiao Bing, come with me." With a tall and slender figure and high heels, he said Zheng Xiaobing, who was Mi Qiwu, came to the bedroom.
"Crack."
Jing Gao turned on the light in the master bedroom, turned around and looked at the beauty whose bright eyes and teeth were no better than those under the light, closed the door with his backhand, pondered for a few seconds and then said: "Xiao Bing, can you help me keep this secret?"
He couldn't say that he didn't expect to have an affair with her tonight, so he arranged for Lu Xinlan to come over and accompany him. It can only be said from another perspective.
Zheng Xiaobing lowered his head and agreed simply: "Okay." He felt strange in his heart. In fact, Mr. Guan doesn't care about Mr. Jing's romantic affairs. How could she have the qualifications and position to take care of it? There was no need for him to bring it up, she would keep it a secret as a matter of course.
"I'll give you some compensation."
"Mr. Jing, no need." Zheng Xiaobing had no interest in accepting his compensation. She just wanted to leave quickly and go back to the room next to her to rest, so as to save the three of them from being embarrassed, and then unfold the scene. As for the charming emotions in her heart, they naturally disappeared.
Jing Gao smiled happily, held the beauty's thin waist with his right hand, and leaned forward to kiss Zheng Xiaobing.
"Um, Mr. Jing, how could you... act like a rogue like this?" Zheng Xiaobing's eyes widened. Taking advantage of the gap, she gasped and asked the man in front of her who was holding her against the bedroom door. How can there be such compensation?
It was said to be a question, but in fact there was no shame or anger in Zheng Xiaobing's beautiful almond eyes, just a little shyness and resentment. Jing Gao suddenly understood how to get along with her. Some beauties need to be treated gently, women are like water! Some beauties need to be strong, and she will surrender willingly.
"Xiaobing, your pink dress is so beautiful tonight!" Jing Gao ignored Zheng Xiaobing's "accusation" and said warmly in her ear: "Did you wear it just for me?"
"No, I didn't. Don't think blindly." Zheng Xiaobing kissed Jing Gao passionately. She was surprised at his sensitivity and felt that it was natural. Mr. Jing was such a powerful person. But he denied it three times.
Jing Gao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, a little evilly, and said: "Xiao Bing, you are duplicity. Turn around."
"No, Mr. Jing, your stewardess is waiting outside. You don't have enough time."
The soft lighting of the executive suite illuminates the luxurious, elegant and palace-style master bedroom, with stars shining brightly outside the window. There is still the hustle and bustle after the World Cup in the streets, excitement and outpouring.
