The early summer breeze was blowing, the dense leaves were rustling softly, and people who got up early for morning exercises on Saturday morning had already entered the park. Not far away, at the end of a two-lane road, there were about a dozen quiet villas and courtyards nestled among the green mountains and green waters.
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The Ren family is here.
Ren He's widow, Zhang Ting, was packing her luggage at home and taking a look at the home where she had lived for nearly twenty years.
The whole courtyard with green bricks and black tiles was quiet, and the grape vines were winding on the shelves in the front yard, preserving a little coolness between heaven and earth. The fish in the fish tank in the corner and the dogs that Ren He liked to keep in the past were also there.
Sent to stepson Ren Zhi's villa in Shanghai.
She has fired her nannies, and her son Ren Lie excuses himself from being busy with work at Ronghe Supermarket and does not live with her. Everything here will be over. She will take off from Beijing International Airport to Switzerland next Thursday.
Become a visiting scholar.
The 42-year-old beautiful mature woman Zhang Ting held the door of the living room nostalgically. The texture from the wood was full of texture. The courtyard was quiet. The morning sun illuminated her graceful figure of 1.72 meters, elongating the figure.
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The bright light falls on her fair and beautiful face, making this tall, graceful, elegant and intellectual female university professor wearing a homely casual loose white short-sleeved summer T-shirt and dark blue midi skirt seem like an eternal beauty in time!
Her age on her ID card is 44 years old, but in fact she is only 42 years old. In her early years, she reported her age to an older age in her hometown in order to study earlier. Coupled with the fact that she takes good care of herself, she is still so fair and moist at this time.
She is bright and charming, like a woman in her thirties, and full of the charm of a mature and beautiful woman. She is really the darling of time.
It's a pity that no one appreciates it.
"Sister Ting..."
The shout at the door of the villa made Zhang Ting come back to her senses from all kinds of endless emotions. When her beautiful eyes focused, and she saw the person clearly, she couldn't help but tremble all over, and the two words in her throat were all gone.
Unable to speak.
She turned around and wanted to run away. But she didn't know why her feet seemed so heavy and limp with no strength. The word love is the most harmful!
Looking at the lean, well-proportioned, energetic man who walked in, she suddenly remembered that she had planned to drive out to buy groceries and cook, so she opened the iron gate of the villa in advance.
Originally, the nanny at home was responsible for opening the door. She didn't need to think about it every day. Who told her to fire the nanny who had served her for many years?
Jing Gao opened the door, walked through the courtyard he had walked through a few years ago, walked up the steps, and walked to the door. He held the soft, fair-skinned and beautiful mature woman tightly in his arms, watching her panic.
Her panic-stricken look is like that of a little girl, which is endearing.
The anger and depression in his heart involuntarily dropped a little, and he couldn't help but think of her haggard, sad, and pitiful appearance when they met at her husband's funeral five months ago.
"Sister Ting, are you going to leave me?"
Zhang Ting buried her head in Jing Gao's arms, and tangled emotions surged up in her heart. She was reluctant to leave Xiao Jing. How could she forget that time of inseparable love: being entranced by him and singing in a low and emotional voice; speaking in his ear
She spoke touching words of love; she took the initiative to show him her flawless, tall and graceful sexy body, seducing him to eagerly pounce on her and work hard on her.
How could she forget Xiaojing's kindness to her? She would always remember Xiaojing's promise to her: she would never be harmed. Xiaojing did fulfill his promise, regardless of how much loss he suffered.
She was conquered both physically and mentally by him!
But she didn't want Lao Ren's posthumous reputation to be damaged. Liu Shaojun, who was keeping an eye on her a while ago, even spread rumors about her and Xiaojing. It seemed that her son Ren Lie was also aware of it. A person does not live in a vacuum, so there is no need to care at all.
What other people think!
Zhang Ting raised her head, two lines of tears rolled down her fair and bright face. She was sad and weak, but she was still beautiful. She sobbed and said: "Xiaojing~, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Liu Shaojun from the Jingming Group kept an eye on me and said nonsense outside from time to time. I don’t want Lao Ren’s reputation to be damaged after his death. How should I deal with it then?
Xiaojing, I haven't contacted you in the past five months. It's not that I don't miss you, but I don't dare! I'm afraid of being caught and rumors spread."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to caress Jing Gao's face, raised his pretty face, and apologized with tears in his eyes: "Xiao Jing, I'm sorry for you...I'm sorry! You...severely...forgive me!"
Jing Gao silently slapped this delicate and beautiful mature woman on the butt. It still felt so soft and wonderful, and refused: "No. You are crying until your nose and tears come out, you are too ugly."
Mud, you are filming an American TV series here, and you can solve all your worries in one shot.
His emotional intelligence has long been experienced, and he understands the thoughts in the heart of this beautiful woman like Sister Ting: Today you can be happy, and I will cooperate with you in whatever way you want, but after we break up, you can let me go to Europe!
"..." Zhang Ting looked at Jing Gao in astonishment. She didn't expect that the charming little man who had always been "submissive" to her and couldn't resist her flirting would reject her and even give her a comment of "too ugly".
Time gave her an inexplicable feeling in her heart.
You know, every time they met before, he was so enthusiastic that he hugged her excitedly, as if he didn't want to waste a second. Every time, he would beat her to death, and her legs would become weak.
Willing to give up.
Zhang Ting buried her head in Jing Gao's arms in shame and wiped her tears on his shirt: "You bastard! Bastard! Xiao Jing, you are a little bastard!"
She didn't even realize that she was acting coquettishly to the man she loved! It wasn't flirting, it was comparable to flirting.
The charm and flirting of a mature woman are always very moving, reaching straight into a man's heart and making him raise his flag to pay tribute. But the mature woman's girlish coquettishness is even worse!
Jing Gao couldn't help but smile slightly, "I'm asking you to run away! Did you reveal your innermost thoughts?" He picked up the beautiful mature woman who was so embarrassed and angry, and held her in a princess hug, "Sister Ting, where is the bathroom?"
"Ah..." Zhang Ting is very familiar with Jing Gao's arms. After all, she has been carried back and forth by him many times, but it will be upright, and her straight and sexy legs will tightly twist his waist.
Tolerating everything about him. At this moment, he was a little confused when he was asked, who went to the bathroom so early in the morning, "What do you want to do?"
"you."
Zhang Ting's pretty face instantly turned crimson, and she muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you say I'm too ugly?" There was a little excitement in her voice that she was not aware of.
Jing Gao carried the slender and graceful beautiful woman inside and walked inside. It had been a long time since he had held her in his arms, and she felt a little heavy. However, it was not the fair and beautiful professor who had become heavy, but Zhou Shiqing, who was also about the same height.
Yi Hongyun is lighter than her.
This is natural. A forty-two-year-old beautiful mature woman must be plumper than a twenty-two-year-old or a nineteen-year-old young and delicate girl. She said: "So I need to clean you first, and then I will punish you severely.
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Zhang Ting's delicate face, as white as jade, was still stained with tears, but at this moment, her face was as crimson as the morning glow. It was really pear blossoms with rain, and bright and moving. Her voice had the softness after crying, very sweet and crisp, "
Xiaojing, you go to the left, I live over there."
The villa has three floors, but she and Lao Ren basically live on the first floor. The layout is in the style of a courtyard house.
Jing Gao turned around and carried this beautiful mature woman to the destination with ease, and said: "Sister Ting, I agree with you to go to Switzerland to be a researcher for two years.
But I will assign a female assistant to you to take care of your life. I will also assign you a team of bodyguards to protect you in shifts 24 hours a day.
Two years are enough for me to deal with this idiot Liu Shaojun. You don’t want old Liu Shaojun, Liu Shaojun’s, who is he? Wait until I deal with him, and then you can come back if you want.
Zhang Ting, look into my eyes and hear my next words clearly: You will be my woman in this life! In the next life too! You will still be riding horses in the next life! Don’t even think about leaving, you know?"
Zhang Ting's beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and she gazed at her little man affectionately. There was a soft and infinite emotion in her heart: he understood her worries and was willing to consider and solve the problem for her. So why run away? She whispered softly:
"Yes. Xiaojing, I heard you clearly. I will always be your woman in this life, the next life, life after life, and I will always be with you."
She repeated the words of love, the emotions in her heart were surging and full of tenderness. The sweet voice was lingering and gentle in the early morning sunshine.
"Sister Ting, what did you call me?" Jing Gao placed the beautiful mature woman who was talking passionately in front of the bathroom mirror and turned on the faucet on the sink.
Zhang Ting looked at Jing Gao blankly, then lowered her head shyly, and washed her face after crying with water, soft and intellectual, then turned to look at Jing Gao, and finally shouted out that sentence in the home where she and Lao Ren had lived for many years.
Title: "Husband..."
Looking at the beautiful mature woman who was shy and charming but brave enough to face him, Jing Gao felt himself swelling to the extreme. He hugged her and kissed her violently, and went deep into her heart, filling her empty soul...