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Section 232 The Future (2)

 At 11 o'clock in the evening, the night run was over. After the night exercise, Wang Ai gently opened the bedroom door.

Today, Xu Qinglian and the others did not come back exhausted until eight o'clock in the evening. Since they were freed from policy risks, the women were full of energy. In the early stage, they had traveled throughout the city of Milan, taking thousands of photos, and obtained various stores.

The boss's business card was in his bag, and with their current powers of observation, they had already discovered all the valuable targets in Milan. Therefore, today they visited the entire Milan area.

The two major civilizations, half a world apart, can be used to exchange and trade materials. However, before the Internet era, they mainly focused on bulk commodities, including luxury goods, clothing brands, etc. that entered China to open stores, which were also "bulk"

.But just as there are many delicacies that foreigners don’t know about in various parts of China, the rich and long-lasting Italian culture has also left many unique things in the streets of Italy that are not sold in large quantities.

After the emergence of e-commerce, especially the person-to-person model, this fragmented market has the ability to monetize.

It is here that Xu Qinglian and others are targeting. Amazon in the United States and Taobao in China are still conquering territory within the two countries, and cross-border is still a virgin territory. Overseas Chinese will mail some things to relatives and friends in China, but the channels are narrow, so they cannot do it on a large scale and cannot see them.

profit.

Moreover, the most critical thing is that they either lack financial strength or cannot obtain policies.

The bedroom door was gently opened, and Wang Ai was surprised to see Xu Qinglian leaning on the bedside reading a book: "You haven't slept yet? I think you are too tired to stand?"

Xu Qinglian put down the book and said with a sweet smile: "Well, I'll wait for you for a while."

Wang Ai bent down strangely: "So good? Are you doing something wrong?"

"Nonsense." Xu Qinglian scolded: "Didn't we agree on it this morning?"

Wang Ai opened his eyes wide: "Do you still have time to keep your word?"

Xu Qinglian turned over and turned her back to Wang Ai, "Then I'm going to sleep!"

Wang Ai put his hand into the quilt with a hey, and felt her dodge slightly for a few times and then stopped moving. He endured all the things that he usually couldn't bear, even if he occasionally tightened and shook, he still let Wang Ai let his temper go.

Wang Ai then knew that his girlfriend was trying to compensate for herself tonight despite being tired. Then he looked at the word "Wang Ai" in the owner column of the business license of "Light of Milan" placed on the bedside table...

Wang Ai shook his head silently, grinned, and let go.

A few minutes later, the breathing in the room gradually became heavier. With Wang Ai's chuckle, Xu Qinglian couldn't help it anymore. She pressed Wang Ai's hand and turned around and said: "You, you..."

"hey-hey."

Xu Qinglian pursed her lips, not daring to look directly into Wang Ai's eyes: "I, I..."

"I've always wanted to try it, haven't you seen it before? We both watched the movie together."

"But, I have to go out tomorrow."

"Hey, it only takes a few strokes, I'll try it."

Xu Qinglian looked struggling, but finally let go of her hand and turned her head again, but suddenly the quilt was lifted, and then her body fell between Wang Ai's arms, and she was carried to the bathroom.

Xu Qinglian didn't speak or struggle. After being put down, she lowered her head and took off her clothes. She also reached out to test the water temperature of the water heater. Fortunately, it was not too cold in October. She had just taken a bath and it was still warm.

The shower fell on the two of them above their heads. Wang Ai was holding Xu Qinglian's delicate body opposite him, and hey, "Have you decided?"

Xu Qinglian lay on Wang Ai's chest: "Isn't it all yours sooner or later? But please be gentle, I, I'm a little scared."

Wang Ai took a deep breath, lowered his head, held Xu Qinglian's face, kissed it, and then ordered her to close her eyes.

The shower stopped, Xu Qinglian closed her eyes obediently, feeling her boyfriend's kisses and touches gradually downwards, then suddenly opened her eyes and exclaimed: "You, what are you doing?"

Wang Ai, who was squatting, stared: "I want you to close your eyes!"

"But..." Xu Qinglian opened her mouth and saw her boyfriend glaring at her, so she bit her lower lip and turned her head. She felt her waist being lifted up and sitting on the sink, which was flexible, warm and a little rough.

The waves attacked upwards, quickly defeating her.

Under the restarted shower, Xu Qinglian sat on the sink, leaning against the mirror to catch her breath. She heard the sound of her boyfriend gargling and the faucet turning off. She felt her boyfriend's hands touch her waist again, and she landed on her feet again.

Lying on her boyfriend's chest, she didn't bravely raise her head until she heard her boyfriend's hehe sound: "I didn't think about it."

"I know." Wang Ai touched Xu Qinglian's forehead with his forehead. The two looked at each other for a moment. Xu Qinglian hit Wang Ai's forehead with her head: "You bad guy!"

"What's wrong with me?" Wang Ai said aggrievedly.

Wang Ai turned around and took off the towel, wiped his body hastily, and wrapped himself in a bath towel. Xu Qinglian turned off the light in Wang Ai's arms, and was carried to the bed before speaking in the dark: "If you do this, I can only

I've been turning tables for you every day."

Feeling Wang Ai's arms tremble, Xu Qinglian hit Wang Ai angrily: "I knew it!"

Knowing that his girlfriend was being rude on purpose, how could Wang Ai argue with her? He let her slap her a few times, then tore off their bath towels, pulled up the quilt, and got close to his girlfriend's blushing face, in the dim light.

Four bright eyes looked at each other. Under the quilt, the limbs of the two people slowly moved into place and rejoined.

Xu Qinglian was even weaker at this time, and Wang Ai fell asleep with his exhausted girlfriend in his arms.

The days are long, my girlfriend's character is like this, and I don't know why. Anyway, compared with the bold and reckless Xu Qinglian in Wang Ai's memory, who didn't care about other people's opinions, she is obviously much timid, always hesitant, taking one step and looking at the other.

, two steps forward and one step back, maybe it’s because her identity and wealth put too much pressure on her.

The next morning, Wang Ai woke up with a different kind of tenderness. He reached out and touched the person beside him, who was under the quilt. This was something Wang Ai had gotten from Leonie a long time ago, but he didn't get it from Xu Qinglian until today.

of.

Wang Ai held her breath and pretended to still be sleeping, for fear of disturbing her girlfriend.

After a while, Xu Qinglian got into Wang Ai's chest and said, "Are you sick? I have worked very hard? You don't have any reaction at all?"

"Do you want me to be a big cock? The kind that takes three seconds?"

"How do you know everything? Is a big cock like that?"

"Haha!" Wang Ai laughed and got out of bed with his girlfriend in his arms.

Although both of them are actors, after Wang Ai left in the morning, Tang Mudan still approached Xu Qinglian and whispered: "What happened to you two today? You look different from before?"

"Really?" Xu Qinglian looked at her sisters with a smile: "What's the difference? I feel the same?"

Tang Mudan shook his head: "I can't explain it, I just feel like you look a lot sweeter when you look at each other."


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