As soon as Ye Han left the city government guest house, he unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance. It was Feng Shan's teacher Zhao Qing.
She is wearing a white dress, with long flowing hair, skin like snow, and picturesque eyebrows. Her slender body is swaying gently like a willow. Looking from a distance, she looks like a white plum caged in the frost and snow under the pale moon. Hazy and fresh.
"Teacher Zhao?" Ye Han shouted first after seeing Zhao Qing.
Zhao Qing also saw Ye Han, but his expression looked a little panicked. His eyes were moving around, and he did not dare to look directly at Ye Han. He said softly: "It's you..."
"What a coincidence, Teacher Zhao, why are you here?"
"Come to do some personal business, how about you."
"I'm also here to do some personal business."
"Oh, a friend of mine is still waiting up there, so..."
"Teacher Zhao, then go and do your work, I won't disturb you anymore."
Zhao Qing moved quickly and soon disappeared into the lobby of the guest house.
Ye Han saw Zhao Qing being so panicked, but he didn't care. He stopped a taxi and took a taxi to Shen Quan'an. It was also time to learn all Shen Quan'an's acupuncture techniques.
In the elevator of the government guest house, Zhao Qing's heart was still beating wildly. Every time she saw Ye Han, she couldn't restrain her emotions. After all, the person standing in front of her was her brother. Although his appearance had changed, But she didn't dare to relax in front of Ye Han, for fear of showing her flaws in front of Ye Han.
She took a few deep breaths, waited until the elevator opened, and followed the address Bi Yanran gave her to the door.
Zhao Qing stood in front of the door, composed himself first, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The door opened and Bi Yanran walked out. When she saw Zhao Qing, she pulled Zhao Qing into the room and said impatiently: "Why are you here?"
"The road is a bit congested, so..."
"Why are you wearing such clothes? Didn't I tell you to be as revealing and sexy as possible? Murong Chenghao likes that. Why are you..." Bi Yanran took a look at Zhao Qing's clothes and began to complain.
Before Bi Yanran could finish her words, Zhao Qing took off the white dress, took out a red deep V backless skirt from the bag she was carrying, and put it on directly in just a moment. , she changed from innocent to sexy, and Bi Yanran was a little envious when she saw her graceful figure.
"I don't want to wear something so revealing when I'm on the road, so I have to do this." Zhao Qing said while twisting her long hair.
When Bi Yanran saw that Zhao Qing had achieved what she wanted, she didn't say anything. She immediately pushed out a large wooden box from the room, and then said to Zhao Qing: "I want you to hide in here for a while. After a while, you will It was sent to Murong Chenghao's room as a gift..."
Zhao Qing nodded first, and then asked: "What if Murong Chenghao is not interested in me?"
"No, if Murong Chenghao meets you, he will definitely be particularly interested in you, believe me."
"Why are you so sure?" Zhao Qing asked curiously when he saw the confidence on Bi Yanran's face.
"It's okay to tell you that your appearance is somewhat similar to his dead wife, so I said he will definitely be interested in you."
"It turns out that this was all part of your plan."
"However, I wouldn't be able to do this without you."
Zhao Qing quickly hid in a large wooden box. There were two air holes in the box to prevent it from suffocating people. Then, Bi Yanran began to pack the large wooden box with her own hands, making it look like a large gift box.
A few minutes later, Bi Yanran made a call, and soon four men walked in, one of whom was Takeda Shinnosuke.
Takeda Shinnosuke glanced at the exquisitely wrapped gift box, glanced at Bi Yanran, and asked, "Are you all ready?"
"Don't worry, everything is ready."
"Very good. As long as Murong Chenghao accepts this gift, we can proceed to the next step..." Takeda Shinnosuke immediately ordered his men to carry the large wooden box upstairs and place it in front of Murong Chenghao's room.
Takeda Shinnosuke also followed and came to Murong Chenghao's door. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened, and the person who walked out was Murong Chenghao's driver and bodyguard Liu Wenjian.
When Liu Wenjian saw Takeda Shinnosuke standing outside the door, he was surprised at first, and then whispered: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you make it clear on the phone just now? How dare you show up here?"
"Hey, I won't go in, and I won't see Mr. Murong. It's just that I want to give this gift to Mr. Murong. I know that Mr. Murong went downstairs to have dinner and won't be back for a while, so I'm so worried
You are brave, so please be accommodating."
"Gift?" Liu Wenjian looked at the beautifully wrapped large gift box at the door and asked, "What's in it?"
"This is a secret, but I guarantee that Mr. Murong will definitely like it. This is a little bit of fun and not respectful. Please accept it with Mr. Liu's approval." With that, Takeda Shinnosuke took out a check and stuffed it directly.
It fell into the hands of Liu Wenjian.
Liu Wenjian glanced at the number on the check, and his pupils immediately dilated a little. He immediately put the check into his pocket, then turned a blind eye to Takeda Shinnosuke, closed one eye, and said: "Hurry up. If only
If something happens, you are responsible for everything."
"Don't worry, I will be responsible to the end."
Takeda Shinnosuke had a wicked smile on his face and thought to himself: "I'm afraid Mr. Murong doesn't know it's a gift from me..."
So, several people carried the big wooden box into the room and placed it in Murong Chenghao's bedroom. After everything was done, Takeda Shinnosuke exchanged a few words with Liu Wenjian and left immediately.
…
Zhao Qing bowed his slender and perfect body, huddled in a large wooden box tied with a red ribbon, as if it was packaged as a gift, and listened to what was going on outside.
This was a trick requested by Bi Yanran. She was asked to hide inside the gift and let Murong Chenghao open and read the gift in person. Then she would jump out of the carton and give Murong Chenghao a big surprise.
The carton was dark and dull, with only a few small holes for ventilation, and no other place for light to penetrate. Time passed by, and she didn't know how long she had been hiding inside. She only knew that she was tired of waiting and wanted to
sleep.
Until suddenly I heard someone shouting outside: "Wen Jian, what is this?"
Liu Wenjian whispered: "The gift from Takeda Shinnosuke is said to be a surprise for the master."
Murong Chenghao stared at the big cardboard box without interest. He could guess what was inside without using his hands. It must be a woman!
Isn't Takeda Shinnosuke the first person to play such a trick, thinking that he would get a few sexy and voluptuous beauties disguised as gifts to serve him, that he would be happy to see her, and then obediently pass their company's new drug during the approval process?
?
idiot!
If he, Murong Chenghao, could be bribed by several beautiful women so easily, how could he be in his current position?
Liu Wenjian took advantage of Takeda Shinnosuke and naturally knew the weight of the check. Seeing that Murong Chenghao didn't seem to have any intention of opening it, he casually said: "It's all here anyway, just open it and take a look!"
Besides, Liu Wenjian also wanted to know what was hidden inside. As he said that, he handed over a pair of scissors.
"Okay, let's take it apart and take a look..." Murong Chenghao took the scissors from Liu Wenjian, cut the red ribbon tied to the big gift box, and then stepped away with a bored look on his face.
Without the support of the ribbon, the carton immediately bloomed in four different directions like petals. Zhao Qing, wearing a red deep V tight skirt, was born like a thumb fairy among the white flowers.
After Liu Wenjian saw Zhao Qing, he couldn't help but secretly praise: "This woman is so beautiful! It seems that Takeda Shinnosuke has put in a lot of effort... But all his efforts were in vain. Murong Chenghao has never been close.
Female sex..."
Zhao Qing pressed the recorder placed in the wooden box, and the brisk dance music played. She immediately moved her rhythmic body to start tonight's performance.
Zhao Qing took the initiative to dance towards Murong Chenghao, who was watching with cold eyes. Murong Chenghao remained motionless, letting her light and dexterous body dance around him without showing a smile or a trace of surprise. He stared coldly.
Her cold, temperatureless eyes were like two ink-black ice beads.
Zhao Qing was quite surprised by his indifferent reaction. He felt nervous and his feet suddenly skipped several beats.
She took advantage of the opportunity to turn around and glanced at Murong Chenghao, and found that his sharp eyes were staring at her. His eyes were not obsessed, but more like the stern and critical gaze of a judge interrogating a prisoner! She was startled and immediately blushed.
He turned his eyes away with a stern face, not daring to look at him again.
Murong Chenghao noticed her panic reaction and immediately gave an almost invisible smile. He began to look at Zhao Qing.
He saw that Zhao Qing had a delicate appearance, a graceful dancing posture, a slender figure under a tight skirt, and she also had an indescribable aura that made it difficult to look away.
The most surprising thing is the confident look on her face when she performs, as if the venue she is performing is not this luxurious suite, but a national theater stage.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but frown, and saw something special about Zhao Qing. His appearance was somewhat similar to that of his dead wife. Every gesture, every move and every smile seemed to make him see his dead wife...
…
When the music ended, Zhao Qing bowed, panted slightly and walked forward, pressing a soft kiss on Murong Chenghao's stiff and tight cheek, and then quickly backed away before he could react.
After Zhao Qing's lips moved away, Murong Chenghao had to clench his fists to restrain his urge to touch his cheek.
What did she put on her lips? The skin on her face that she kissed was hot and hot, as if it had been branded by a hot iron. Although there were no traces on the surface at all, the feeling was deep in the bones.
He looked at Zhao Qing, her cheeks were flushed from dancing, her small red mouth was slightly open, and she was breathing rapidly. Her half-naked breasts under her dance clothes rose and fell with her breathing, and the shadows between her breasts followed her movements.
The behavior is vague and subtle.
His lower body immediately surged with fiery desire.
He looked at her thoughtfully, secretly surprised. The more he looked, the more he felt that Zhao Qing was very similar to his long-dead wife. Otherwise, he would not have been able to stare at a woman for so long. For more than ten years