Dong Lingxi’s villa is right next door, dozens of meters away from the door. It’s 2018, and with the popularity of the Internet, there are very few straight men in the true sense. What’s more, Jing Gao has too much experience among flowers.
of divine power.
Facing the invitation of Dong Lingxi, a charming beautiful woman, Jing Gao certainly would not be confused about the charm and said: "Wait a moment." He got up, took a thin coat from the floor-standing clothes rack in the study room, and put it on Dong Lingxi.
He said warmly: "It's a bit cold at night, let's go!"
Late at night in early June in Paris, there was a slight chill. Dong Lingxi was only wearing an aqua blue short-sleeved open-collar midi skirt, her fair and charming collarbones exposed. The pearl necklace around her neck complemented her fair skin.
.Beauty is like jade.
Dong Lingxi grabbed the edge of the coat and asked softly: "Mr. Jing, would you like to wear a coat too?" A beautiful woman is considerate.
Jing Gao smiled and said, "No need." He and Dong Lingxi walked downstairs.
It was already past 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and the villa was brightly lit, but it was quiet at night. The two bodyguards on duty at the door were there. They had the guys on their waists. Jing Gao said, "I'll send Mr. Dong back." He stopped him.
The bodyguard went to drive.
The bodyguard in black was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Jing, the rules set by the military..."
Another bodyguard notified Junzi through a headset. Junzi didn't sleep at all. He walked around from the annex building in a few steps and saw the plump and bright beauty Dong Lingxi next to Mr. Jing. He saw that she was still wearing a
A men's jacket, you know what's going on. But I just pretend I didn't see anything about Mr. Jing.
"Mr. Jing, these are extraordinary times, and no one can guarantee what means those people will use. It would be safer to go there by car," Junzi advised.
Jing Gaoxin walked dozens of meters away, and he was still in a mood for Mao in the car. He pointed to the house and said: "Junzi, Arnault is still in my villa. Who dares to shoot my black gun?" This is the existing information.
of hostages.
Junzi insisted: "Mr. Jing, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens."
"Okay." Igao said helplessly. First, he still trusts Junzi's ability. Although Bernard Arnault is a hostage in the villa, who knows if a third party will intervene?
Second, the negotiations on the first floor were still going on. He didn't want to make a scene at the door and make it known to everyone.
Junzi arranged the car. Jing Gao and Dong Lingxi got in the car in the underground garage on the first floor directly. The black Rolls-Royce slowly drove out.
Jing Gao lowered the fenders of the front and rear seats and looked out the window at his three-story French-style villa bathed in the bright moonlight. He turned his head and said in the slightly quiet Dong Lingxi's ear:
"Lingxi, the atmosphere is completely gone. After you return to China, can I take you for a walk on the streets of Chengdu?"
Dong Lingxi couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, looked at Jing Gao with a pair of beautiful almond eyes, and asked like a little girl: "Mr. Jing, why are you going to Chengdu?"
It was because the ambiguous atmosphere in the study was gone after such a commotion in the car that she calmed down. She had originally walked a short distance back and the atmosphere was just right, so she invited him in for a glass of water.
Since she was a child, boys have been pursuing her. She has never taken the initiative to pursue a boy. However, has she never eaten pork and seen pigs running? Of course she knows this little routine. It's just her first time with a boy.
She felt a little shy when men used it.
But tonight, the richest man in Europe has come to surrender to Mr. Jing, and all the difficulties Zhaoshi Group has encountered in Europe will disappear. This makes her unable to suppress the uncontrollable appreciation and admiration in her heart!
However, neither she nor Mr. Jing thought about the security issue.
Jing Gao likes the look of Dong Lingxi. Because there is no sense of aggression in her eyes. She is not that kind of strong woman. Instead, she has a kind of coquettishness. It is not the purity and innocence of a girl, but she has a mature beauty.
Womanly style.
In fact, if you really want to talk about it, there are not many beauties with good figures around him. Qingshuang Aifei's figure is very hot and sexy. Xiaowan's figure is also top-notch. She is fat and thin, and each has its own style. And let's talk about it.
A beautiful woman, the little princess Xi Xi has an exquisite and flawless appearance. In his eyes, she has a 99-point appearance.
Therefore, the biggest difference between beauties and beauties is their unique style.
The charming and beautiful woman was close at hand. Jing Gao didn't want to restrain his thoughts too much, so he gently pecked Dong Lingxi's soft lips and said: "Zhao Lei, a folk singer I admired very much before,
There is a song that has spread all over the streets recently. I will sing a few lines and you can listen to it."
Dong Lingxi's pretty face suddenly turned crimson, and some of the anxiety and worry in her heart disappeared. She only felt that her body was a little soft, and she buzzed like a mosquito: "Okay!"
Jing Gao smiled, loving the delicate and gentle appearance of this beautiful woman. In fact, of course, he could continue to wait for this bright and plump beauty to be shy and coquettish, and muster up the courage to tease him. That kind of ambiguity would be very memorable.
.
But he prefers that the two of them are on the channel, with a tacit understanding and affection between men and women. Men can't just enjoy it, but also respond to the signals sent by the beauty. This is called flirting.
Jing Gao cleared his throat slightly and hummed: "Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh...
It doesn't stop until all the lights go out.
You will hold my sleeves, and I will put my hands in my trouser pockets.
Walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern..."
Jing Gao had long ago learned singing, Qi training and other skills from teachers at the Beijing Conservatory of Music. This folk song was melodious, soothing and very flavorful.
Dong Lingxi unknowingly nestled on Jing Gao's shoulder, listening to the song, feeling the tenderness in his heart for her, and suddenly wanted to go for a walk with him on the streets of Chengdu, just like in the lyrics. Then
It should be a memory that will last a lifetime, right?
I felt quite embarrassed. She was quite a few years old. She was actually walking hand in hand on the street. The scene was a bit inappropriate no matter how you thought about it.
This time in Paris, France, she unintentionally gave benefits to Mr. Jing, which caused a bit of ambiguity between the two. Mr. Jing, of course, has a romantic temperament and invited her to a red winery in Bordeaux.
Of course she understood what it meant. If she really went to a Bordeaux winery with Mr. Jing, she would inevitably be reclaimed by him several times.
But no matter what, she was the one who took the initiative in this relationship.
Dong Lingxi was thinking wildly when she suddenly felt Jing Gao kissing her tenderly. Her pretty face suddenly turned crimson and she cooperated with him tactfully and submissively.
The black Rolls-Royce bulletproof version was parked at the door of Dong Lingxi Villa. It was quite close to begin with, and it was just a matter of pressing the accelerator. But the boss didn't come down, so the driver was naturally waiting.
After a while, Jing Gao's coat on Dong Lingxi's shoulders had already slipped off. She was no match for Jing Gao's wolf-like and appreciative gaze, and shyly buried her head in Jing Gao's arms.
Jing Gao put his arms around Dong Lingxi's slender waist, smiled and said in her ear: "Lingxi, we have arrived at the door of your villa. Aren't you going to invite me in for a cup of coffee?"
Dong Lingxi was shy, mainly because the relationship between the two had suddenly developed by leaps and bounds, but she was still a thirty-four-year-old woman. She was self-taught and said, "Do you just want to drink coffee?" She raised her head and said,
A pair of shining beautiful eyes looked at him.
Jing Gao hugged this plump and graceful beauty, kissed her on the cheek, and said with an evil smile: "Of course it's not just that. Lingxi, let's have some supper together later. I want to eat big meat buns. Do you want to
Drink milk?”
Dong Lingxi couldn't bear this, and her face turned red immediately. She was so shy that she wanted to run away, but she was hugged by Jing Gao.
