Chapter 81 Don’t Hug My Thigh Zhuo Ling is Zhuo Wannian’s old son. There is more than 40 years difference between father and son. After Zhuo Wannian lost his eldest son Zhuo Qun, he felt the importance of his younger son even more. Heir to the Zhuo family
, and only Zhuo Ling.
However, this does not make Zhuo Ling arrogant. The Zhuo family can have such a big family business today without the help of the Cai family. Although the Cai family is not as good as before, its power is still not to be underestimated. How can Cai Nianlan succeed?
Giving up your share to the son of your enemy so easily?!
Zhuo Ling has lived a more cautious life than everyone else since he was a child, and he is inevitably wary of Cai Nianlan.
After finishing the call with Zhuo Wannian, Nan Xi was still asleep. Zhuo Ling got up gently for fear of waking her up. Even when he was traveling, he could not completely put down his work. Dealing with some emails was a required course for him every morning.
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After turning on the computer and opening the mailbox, the laptop screen suddenly went black. What happened? Zhuo Ling put a question mark in his mind.
However, it only went dark for half a second, and the computer quickly returned to normal.
Zhuo Ling felt strange that the computer screen would not go black for no reason, even just for a moment. He shut down the computer decisively. It seemed that it was better not to use the computer easily outside. His computer contained very important confidential information.
When Nan Xi woke up and opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the fresh and transparent gauze in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The blue sky outside was still unobstructed, and the wisps of sunlight shined through the slits in the gauze, mottled.
It contrasts with the shimmer, which makes it look particularly beautiful.
Moving her gaze further inside, she saw Zhuo Ling sitting at the desk. It was undeniable that she was instantly killed by just one glance. A focused man is the most attractive, especially a handsome and focused man.
She didn't want to move, she just wanted to lie like this and look at Zhuo Ling. He was wearing a white bathrobe, with a belt tied around his waist that was not loose or tight. The neckline was open, and it was still deep V. The exposed strong chest muscles were simply amazing.
There was blood. There was a little stubble on his chin and corners of his mouth. Thinking back to last night when he kept rubbing his chin against her, she felt shy.
The morning light hit him from the side, clearly revealing his outline, full forehead, high bridge of nose, and sexy lips. He was like a statue made by the best sculptor, every part of him was like a sculpture.
The combination is so perfect, not a bit too much, not a bit too little.
The room was very quiet. Zhuo Ling could be seen closing the computer after working for a while. She huddled in the bed, simply closed her eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.
"9010 wants two breakfasts..." Nan Xi heard Zhuo Ling's voice, and he deliberately lowered his voice, "Yes, the milk needs to be heated up, and when you come in later, don't ring the doorbell, just knock on the door...
Yes, yes, okay, send it right away."
Zhuo Ling hung up the phone and walked to the bed. Nan Xi quickly closed her eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.
Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, and he was slapped hard on the buttocks. Zhuo Ling's voice came immediately, "Why are you pretending to be asleep when you're already awake?" As he spoke, his big hand moved restlessly.
Get under the quilt.
"Ouch, ouch, stop pretending, stop pretending..." Nan Xi jumped back with a start, but his hand had already grabbed her thigh and she said with a smile, "Handsome guy, don't hug my thigh, I
No money."
"I don't rob wealth, I rob sex." Zhuo Ling directly lifted the quilt, grabbed her thigh and dragged her to the edge of the bed. Seeing this naked scene so early in the morning, she felt really refreshed.
Although Nanxi is not tall, she has good proportions. She has two long, straight, thin and white thighs that no one can bear to look at. She only wears a camisole and underwear, and her waist is as slim as a water snake.
, the white vest couldn't cover the two bright red cherries on the chest. A few strands of hair stuck to the neck and hung on the chest, adding a bit of playfulness.
"Baby, don't hug my thighs. My thighs have no flesh." Nan Xi screamed weakly, her thighs were sore, her arms were sore, her neck was sore, and even her waist was sore. She was no match for him.
"There is no meat on the thighs, but there is meat on the breasts. Come on little girl, let me touch you."
"..." Look, her obscene side was exposed so quickly. Nan Xi quickly hugged her chest tightly, shaking her head and begging for mercy, "Ah, no, I hurt..."
Seeing her nervous look, Zhuo Ling relaxed his grip, patted her butt and said, "Okay, okay, I didn't say what to do. Get up now that you're awake. Breakfast is coming soon."
Well, it's better to look like a gentleman.
Zhuo Ling took her hands and pulled her up. She immediately jumped onto his waist, "I'm paralyzed and can't walk."
"Okay, I will serve you today. Except for going to the toilet, I can do anything for you."
"Wait..." Suddenly she felt something hanging on her ankle. She raised her foot and looked down. She saw a bright white chain hanging on her foot. It was thin, sparkling, and beautiful.
, "What is this?...You gave it to me?" No one else but him.
"Uh-huh, I want to tie you up, so I'm going to put shackles on you."
Nan Xi raised her feet, and the chains were hung one after another on her ankles. There was a section on it that was different from the others. It was in the shape of a pair of handcuffs. It was also inlaid with fine red gems, which complemented her very well.
The skin color. "Wow, they are really shackles. They are very unique and exquisite."
"Axi, this is the last piece of jewelry I designed as Mr. Zhuo. I haven't had time to publish it yet. This is the first finished product and the only one."
Indeed, among the White Lovers series of jewelry designed by mr.zhuo, there is only one anklet that has not been released on the market, and women all over the world are eagerly looking forward to the release of this anklet. Most of them collect it.
For the purpose, it would be a great pity if one piece in a series is missing.
Ordinary people may not understand the meaning of this, but Nan Xi understands that as a designer, Zhuo Ling would rather let her works have flaws than give her this uniqueness. She instantly felt that she
The chain on my feet is really a pair of shackles, and it is heavy.
"This is too precious. Are you really not going to publish it?" She hugged his neck and saw him nodding heavily. She said movedly, "I will definitely keep it well. I won't leave. I don't need to tie it up."
How can I bear to leave you while being handcuffed..."
Yes, how could she be willing to leave such an affectionate man? She fell into his affection step by step and never wanted to leave.
——Now that we have arrived in Sanya, we must go diving. Nanxi is a standard landlubber. Not to mention diving, she can’t even swim. She would fight to death and refuse to go into the water. “I will wait for you here. If I go into the water, why don’t you do it?”
You have to take care of me. You don’t need to worry about me when I’m up there. You go down and have fun.” On the deck of a yacht, Nan Xi was wearing sunglasses and drinking juice, waving her hand to Zhuo Ling to quickly get into the water.
Wang Yarui and Ning Haihai were already fully armed. Zhuo Ling looked at Nan Xi's deathly look and had no choice but to follow her, "Just wait here and don't run around."
"Don't worry, there is sea on all sides. I'm not a fish. Where can I go? Go quickly, they are waiting for you."
Zhuo Ling put on his diving suit and went into the water. Ning Haihai and Wang Yarui were both novices diving for the first time, so he had to follow them together.
Nanxi waved at them and shouted, "Come on." If she knew that Champions League was also in this water area and might encounter them, she would definitely not insist on staying on the yacht.