Sister Lan was wearing small high-heeled sandals and white straight pants with a graceful figure. She struggled to carry a bag of juice to Ren's villa and walked to the back of the kitchen. Before anyone arrived, someone heard something inside.
The movement was like a gust of wind and rain. She couldn't help but blush slightly. She glanced at the door and quietly stepped back.
Mr. Jing was chatting with the beautiful young woman about life with great interest.
By the way, she has been a "maid" by Mr. Jing's side over the years. You should see it, but she has seen too many scenes. Today's trip is just a child's play, there are quite a few of the cold fair-skinned beautiful young women I just met.
The lyrics are just sung a little haphazardly.
Sometimes "Dad", sometimes "Mr. Jing", sometimes "Husband", sometimes "Brother Jing".
No matter how detailed or romantic the lyrics are, I would be embarrassed to listen carefully. They are a bit bolder. Compared with the two beautiful mature women Guo Siyue and An Xiaoqian, the female CEO is more open-minded. Of course, it is the same as what she heard in her hometown in the countryside.
The color jokes mentioned are even less interesting.
This "Xiaoying" still means a bit of a cultured person, a high-level intellectual. The wording is a bit elegant and not straightforward enough.
I don’t know why Mr. Jing cares so much about that fair-skinned, mature and beautiful young woman.
In fact, in her opinion, the fair skin of this beautiful young woman is really white, and the white skin covers the ugly face. Her beautiful legs are as straight as columns, very nice, and the charm of a mature woman on her body is very attractive, but that's it,
Her appearance and figure are not as good as hers. I don’t understand why Mr. Jing is so interested in this beautiful woman.
Sister Lan estimated that the work inside would not be finished for a while. She knew very well how long Mr. Jing was in charge. She placed the juice in her hand on the round table in the living room to ensure that Mr. Jing could be seen when he left the kitchen. She returned to the courtyard.
waiting in a black Toyota car.
If Mrs. Ren doesn't want to meet her, she won't. She is just a maid, but she has no position to get to know him.
This Toyota car was a matching car for the team of "Yuehu Manor Villa" she managed, and she took it for use. Mr. Inai told her to keep it confidential on the phone. She not only acted as a delivery person herself, but also deliberately
She didn't drive her own orange Volkswagen Polo.
The temperature in the early summer afternoon seemed a bit high. The charming and charming Sister Lan was thinking about what Mr. Jing was doing now. She had just witnessed his powerful movements and talking to the fair-skinned beauty in front of her. She couldn't help but
It feels a little hot.
The white straight pants hug the graceful curves of her legs, giving her the sexiness of a twenty-five-year-old charming young woman. Her beautiful legs are tightly held together.
The spacious kitchen is very quiet at around 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon, with an atmosphere of imperceptible passage of time, if you exclude the soul-stirring and beautiful lingering sounds.
Jing Gao held Zhang Jingying's slender waist with both hands, holding her tightly in place.
After a while, he let out a long breath, his eyes wandered, and his thoughts wandered.
Zhang Jingying rested for a while, turned around, hugged Jing Gao tightly, buried her head in his arms, and said in a tired voice: "Mr. Jing, you don't want my physical examination report now!"
There was a bit of pride in these words, implying that Jing Gao had not been able to withstand her test.
Jing Gao smiled and patted her butt, "Xiao Ying, are you so arrogant? I'm a little worried about your physical examination now. How does Ying Cairen plan to eliminate my concerns?"
Zhang Jingying glanced at the pretty Bai Jing and said softly: "Mr. Jing, I haven't had it for several years, and I take part in the physical examination at Honglu Temple every year. I am clean. I was afraid that you would pass it on to me.
"
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Then why didn't you reject me just now?"
Zhang Jingying raised her head, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Don't I believe in Sister Zhang? Jing Gao, am I just a talented person? I don't want to compete with Concubine Ting. I have to be Zhaoyi after all, right?"
Jing Gao listened with a smile on his face, and picked her up horizontally. He didn't bother to clean up the traces in the kitchen, so he just carried her to the bathroom, "Okay, let's call her Jieyu."
"Ah" Zhang Jingying said coquettishly.
Jing Gao said: "Then you will meet Sister Ting later in the evening."
Zhang Jingying felt her heart tremble. She stood under the faucet, her mature and beautiful face was shy for no reason. She was half embarrassed and half sighed: "You are indeed a little bad guy."
Jing Gao settled down "Ying Zhaoyi", took a refreshing shower, put on a clean T-shirt and jeans and went to the courtyard.
When he came out of the kitchen with Ying Zhaoyi in his arms just now, he had already seen the juice sent by his maid, Sister Lan. When he walked to the courtyard of the villa, he found that Sister Lan's black Toyota was still parked outside and walked over with a smile.
Knock on the car window.
Sister Lan, who was checking her cell phone, felt as if she had been frightened. When she saw it was Jing Gao, her heart jumped into her throat and fell back into her stomach. She patted the towering murderous mouth and said in her heart: "I'm scared to death." She quickly pressed the button.
He got out of the window, unlocked the door, and said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Jing, are you done?"
After I finished speaking, I immediately felt that I had said the wrong thing.
He has already experienced what kind of person Jing Gao is. He understood the meaning as soon as he heard these words. He shook his head speechlessly, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat: "That means I am in a good mood now, otherwise I will have to train him."
Just a few words from you."
Sister Lan said with a smile on her face: "Mr. Jing, I didn't say the wrong thing, so you will forgive me."
Seeing this charming young woman being so careless, Jing Gao laughed, and suddenly felt like having a cigarette afterwards. Ying Zhaoyi is really exciting! She is very special, and a thirty-five-year-old woman knows how to cooperate.
, hurt people.
He now felt that in the afternoon battle, Ying Zhaoyi not only wanted to see him to confirm whether he could suppress the public opinion on the Internet, but also 60% because he wanted to have a good meal.
However, these 60% factors made him feel more proud than the 40% factors.
"Sister Lan, are everything okay at home?"
Sister Lan stayed because she figured Jing would always ask her about this matter. Otherwise, Sister Lan, the little daughter-in-law, was a little clever and asked Jing Gao to recognize her as the "eldest maid". This has nothing to do with her academic qualifications.
What is needed is this cleverness.
"Professor Xie and Zhou Xiang are taking care of you, and Teacher Li is in good condition. He just occasionally asks you what you are doing."
Jing Gao suddenly felt guilty for his beloved wife, and said: "I will go home to live at night. You drove over to pick me up at nine o'clock in the evening. How did you answer?"
Sister Lan quickly said: "Mr. Jing, I don't know what you are doing, so I will answer truthfully. However, I saw some rumors about you in Gubei Water Town in the group, and I didn't dare to tell Teacher Li about it."
"Yeah." Jing Gao gently patted her round and plump thighs wrapped in white straight pants.
Sister Lan's pretty face suddenly turned crimson, and she lowered her head shyly.
Jing Gao shook his head with a smile. He had already played with Sister Lan's sexy 34D, so he didn't take it seriously when he patted her thigh before leaving. This maid would be his sooner or later. But Sister Lan obviously was.
I couldn't stand it anymore, my pink face glowed with peach blossoms. "Go."
