The Japanese restaurant in the AmanYihe Hotel is located in the Yushan District, across a pond from the Western-style Green Grill.
The afternoon sun fell quietly on the surface of the pond, and the bamboo shadows in the corners were reflected in the pond.
Jing Gao drank the soup. The shrimp meat in the matsutake soup was very tender and the heat was good. His eyes fell on Xiaoyan, a beautiful and charming urban woman sitting opposite. She was wearing a pink shirt and had tall curves. She raised her glass slightly.
The sake is light and the beauty is intoxicating.
He felt a sense of emotion, it seems that this is the life that a powerful person should enjoy!
Yan Ting responded to Jing Gao, raised her wine glass, opened her mouth slightly, took a sip of wine, and asked softly: "Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"
Jing Gao smiled and said, "It's up to you."
Yan Ting gently held her hair with her fingers, moved her almond-shaped eyes away from Jing Gao's eyes, looked at the plates on the dining table, and said softly: "There is a swimming pool on the first floor of the Aman Hotel. I brought a swimsuit, you want it?"
Don’t you want to teach me how to swim?”
She is gentle, proactive, and has the shyness of a beautiful woman that cannot be concealed.
Very intoxicating.
If Jing Gao still didn't understand what it meant, his glorious days these days would have been in vain. His heartbeat accelerated slightly. He stared at the beautiful woman with bulging curves, calmed his aura, and said with a reason: "Okay.
Ah. Let me open a room to store our things first."
The meal was almost done by now. Xiaoyan called the waiter to pay the bill. The two of them ate more than 7,000 yuan.
After coming out of the restaurant, I asked for a "Jinyu Mantang Imperial Suite" at the hotel front desk, the price was 67,200 yuan.
The waiter took the two of them to a Ming and Qing courtyard-style suite with a separate courtyard.
Steps, corridors, push the door, and you will find a living room with an ancient style layout. Inside are bedrooms, bathrooms, dining rooms, treatment rooms, and conference rooms.
Jing Gao closed the door and looked at Xiaoyan standing pretty in the living room. She had a pretty face with a slight blush, and was unreasonably charming.
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…
I don’t know how long time has passed. The curtains in the bedroom were drawn, and the light was quiet.
The phone was ringing tirelessly. Xiaoyan lay softly on her side and asked tiredly: "Whose phone is it?"
Jing Gao went down and picked up the phone, hugged her and said, "I'll answer the call."
"Um."
A thirty-year-old woman is good, sensible, and caring.
Jing Gao answered the call from Beauty Wei, "Classmate Wei?"
On the phone, Wei Caiyan took a long breath, "Huh..." The words of complaint were stuck in his throat for some reason, so he talked directly and said with a smile: "Jing Gao, Mr. Xie has told you, right?
"
Jing Gao had just had a big meal, and now his mind was a little confused, so he asked: "What's the matter?"
Wei Caiyan coughed and said, "Don't you have a girlfriend yet? We have a very beautiful intern teacher in our high school. Our teachers will go to Xiangshan mountain climbing team building this Saturday. Do you have time to come?"
Mr. Xie did tell him about this. However, Jing Gao didn't want to go. He was not very interested in this kind of "introduction". He declined politely: "Ms. Wei, thank you. I will reply to you later."
"OK."
Just after hanging up the phone from Wei Caiyan, Jing Gao was about to lie down for a while when the phone rang again. This time it was Luo Yi's call.
The phone was connected, and Luo Yi's hearty laughter came from inside, "Haha, Jing Gao, are you busy?"
"Just finished my work."
Luo Yidao: "It's like this. Lao Cao has contacted a team and the time of playing football this week will be changed to tomorrow night. Let me tell you. The place is still the same."
Jing Gao knew it in his heart. He would have to call Young Master Xie later to cancel the trip to the bar tomorrow. "Okay, I understand. After playing football, I'll treat everyone to dinner and a hot spring bath. Please help me.
Say something to Captain Cao, President Zhu and the others."
"okay."
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It was still a bit cool at night in Beijing in mid-April. After dinner, Jing Gao and Xiaoyan took a walk around the hotel to eat, instead of going to the poolside bar of the Aman Hotel to drink and chat.
Instead, he asked the hotel waiter to deliver a bottle of Chateau Latour's red wine worth 58,888 yuan, paired with snacks, and chatted in the living room of the "Jinyumantang Imperial Suite" while a program was playing on the TV.
We had just had the most intimate relationship, and Xiaoyan, a beautiful and charming woman who was still a little shy, snuggled into Jinggao's arms and whispered: "Jinggao, if one day I leave the capital, our relationship will end, okay?
"
She called Jinggao last night to thank her and made an appointment with him for dinner today, so she wanted to give it to him. It had nothing to do with profit, she just wanted to thank him for his support and protection.
She knew very well that Jing Gao had no idea of what she was thinking. If he really had that idea, the relationship between Jing Gao and her some time ago would not have faded away. Moreover, before he rejected President Zhao, he would give her a hint on the phone.
And none of this happened.
Jing Gao's mind was not on the TV show. He still had money left to spend, and his thoughts were all on the elegant and charming beauty Xiaoyan. At this time, he couldn't help being stunned, and said with a wry smile: "Why do I feel like I'm being disliked by you?"
He is actually quite willing to be responsible for Xiaoyan. He cannot give her a title, but he will be responsible for the rest of her life. He has the ability. The experience Xiaoyan gave him just now was very good and hearty.
Yan Ting raised her head and smiled softly: "What's the matter? If I were five years younger, I would definitely find a way to stay by your side. Jing Gao, you don't know how lucky I am to know you."
Damn. Shouldn’t earthy love words be said by a scumbag to a beautiful woman? Does Xiaoyan’s words count?
Jing Gao found it difficult for him to be angry with Xiaoyan, so he fed her a sip of red wine from a wine glass and said in her ear: "Xiaoyan, do you still remember the first time we met and you invited me to a dessert shop for dessert? You take one bite at a time.
Yan's self-promotion makes me want to completely conquer you, from body to soul."
Yan Ting couldn't help but chuckle, her eyes were charming, and she said softly: "Then you're done."
I go.
Is this a pun?
Jing Gao asked: "Then you still plan to leave..."
Yan Ting gently hugged Jing Gao, closed her eyes and said, "I don't want to be too greedy. Jing Gao, you don't understand. The more beautiful a woman is, the more she longs for a man to protect her. Unless she is from a wealthy family.
good.
You are indeed not handsome. But you are so young, have wealth, and will have power in the future. You don't have any dark or domineering air about you. There will be many outstanding girls around you in the future.
I am destined to be just a scenery on your way of growing up.
So, instead of waiting for a few years for you to forget about me, or being forced to leave a bad impression on you, it is better to leave quietly. At least our time together will become the best memory in this life."
Jing Gao wanted to tell that he would not do such a fucking thing. He still had this sense of responsibility. But he couldn't say anything for a while.
How long have he and Xiaoyan known each other? Do they have a basis for emotional connection? Even at this moment, he feels that Xiaoyan, a thirty-one-year-old beautiful woman, is different, full of ideas and connotations, but how long will this recognition last? He doesn't know.
Yan Ting smiled sweetly and said, "Don't think too much. I took the initiative today. I don't want you to be responsible."
Jing Gao drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, "Then I will take the initiative now."