Play Nice

Chapter 205 205: Jing Zhao lost control, the first quarrel (two more)

The black sofa, colorful laser lights, and the business collar sitting in the middle of the sofa are almost the same as last time, like a scene reappearance.

Xiao Min stood up from the ground, staggered because his legs were weak: "Shang Lingling, what do you want to do?"

She didn't even know how she got here, whether it was because of the glass of water for dinner or the cup of coffee at home.

The business leader was simply out of order, and there was nothing she dared not do.

"You don't have a good memory. I'll bring you here to help you improve your memory."

Xiao Min clenched his teeth with hatred: "In the funeral home, whenever I see you, I will detour away, and I will hide from you everywhere, what do you want?"

What else do you want to say, revealing her unwillingness and resentment.

"Why did you come over last time, you forgot?" Shang Ling got up, his black Martin boots stepped on the spot cast by the laser light, his slender legs, and he walked slowly, "What did you say to my boyfriend at noon today? ?"

Xiao Min was really frightened by her, and her guilty conscience was obvious: "No, I didn't say anything."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, you've already provoked me anyway."

If you don't see the coffin and don't cry, Shang Lingling now feels that there is some truth to this sentence. Sometimes it is necessary to do things absolutely, and if you don't want to see each other in the future, there is no need to stay in the line.

"Remember what I fed you last time?"

Last time she was fed vitamins.

When Jing Zhao wasn't there, she didn't bother to pretend: "This time, it won't be so cheap."

Xiao Min dragged her weak legs and ran to the door, but she couldn't run, and the door was locked from the outside.

What she didn't know was that Zhao Rongzhou was next door.

Just as Shang Lingling unscrewed the medicine bottle, the phone rang.

Xiao Min leaned against the door and panicked, "I really didn't say anything, I'll never--"

Shang Lingling put his finger on his lips: "Shh, don't make a sound."

It was called by Jing Zhao.

She answered the phone: "Jing Zhao."

The voice is still the same as just now, but the tone has softened, and the perverted and dark ruthlessness is gone, and it is very docile and harmless.

"Have you got off work?"

"Ah."

"Come to Hongliuxiang."

Shang Lingling felt strange: "What's wrong?"

Jing Zhao said: "The work is not going well, I want to see you."

He's such an introverted person that he rarely says such things.

"now?"

"Ah."

"Then wait for me." Shang Lingling hung up the phone, put down the medicine bottle, and said to Xiao Min, "You are lucky today."

The nightclub is named Langjian, which is the name given by Fang Luming himself. It is located in the busiest commercial street in Huacheng.

Near the riverside, the night wind is very strong, and the wind carries moisture. The shadow of the moon is in the river, like a night pearl emerging from the broken water, which confirms a poem: The bright moon is born on the sea.

"Is there a cigarette?" Jing Zhao asked.

The man stepped forward and handed him the cigarette case.

He took it and said, "You go to her place."

Zhao Shouyue wasn't called Zhao Shouyue before, his surname was right, Zhao Shiliu.He is someone who should have died. After being reborn, he plans to change his name.

He asked Xiao Jiuye what his name was.

Little Jiuye said, "Call me Shouyue."

The name is a bit casual, and it is not suitable for rough men.

During that time, Xiao Jiuye looked at the moon every day, and everyone around him knew that he was a demon.

"Because of the moon?"

"Ah."

He was not satisfied: "You are a little selfish."

Xiao Jiuye admitted and apologized: "I'm sorry."

Later, he left the headquarters of Vergaranka and came to the imperial branch, where he was hired by Shang Yude to monitor the business leaders.

He is elusive, and only appears when he is needed. For example, now, Little Jiuye needs a cigarette.

As a subordinate, he shouldn't talk too much: "Why don't you tell her clearly?"

Jing Zhao finished smoking half a cigarette before speaking, his voice was hoarse: "I didn't do it well."

There was no business leader in his initial plan, so he made a mistake at the beginning.

From the point of view of anyone, this relationship is dominated by him, but in fact, he is the one who looks ahead, he is the one who is unsure, and he is the one who dare not confess.

This afternoon, Xiao Min asked him, "Do you also think she is kind and cute?"

of course not.

He has never been a kind and lovely person who loves business leaders, so when Xiao Min released the edited recording, he was not surprised at all. On the contrary, he wanted to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces.He has been waiting for the time to be open and honest, so before that, he doesn't need anyone, and he doesn't allow anyone to tell him what kind of person Shang Lingling is.

"Then how about I stab you to death and then apologize to you?"

"I like people who are obedient like you."

"It's a good thing to replenish the body."

"Miss Xiao, do you have to learn to be good in the future?"

"Don't question what I said. Next time, you won't know what to feed you."

Xiao Min wanted to breathe a sigh of relief for himself, thinking that with these recordings, he could tear off the disguise of Shang Lingling at Jing Zhao.

It was only after eight o'clock, and the night market in Hongliu Lane had just started. The street was full of food stalls, and there were people singing the Huangmei Opera, which was very lively.

The road in the old alley is a bit narrow, there are many people visiting the night market, and the car of Shang Lingling is parked far away, so she walks there.The light outside the photo studio was on, and there was a long shadow under the light, standing quietly.

Jing Zhao is a free and easy person. Free and easy people always seem to prefer liveliness. He doesn't seem to be, he likes to be alone.

The business leader crossed the road and ran towards him: "Why are you outside?"

Because I don't have time to do my job.

He led her into the room, closed the door, and without saying a word, pressed her against the door, kissed her, and bit her lips.

Ignoring the tenderness, he kissed her hard, probably hurting her, and she held his clothes tightly.

He is actually destructive to her, he is a contradictory person, reason and madness coexist.

For the first time, his hands were unruly, and he untied the clothes inside her. The desire was a little fierce, and he couldn't control it, and he couldn't control it.

"Leader."

Shang Lingling's voice was too soft, so he responded.

Jing Zhao heard his voice tighten: "You always don't know, when I was abroad, I missed you very much."

That's why I ask questions like that during the day.

He climbed a 3000-meter mountain just to take a piece of Canglian for her.

"Then don't go abroad next time." His hands were so cold that they pressed against her skin, causing her to tremble subconsciously, but she didn't hide, "Are you okay?"

Even at this time, Jing Zhao was still rational, he didn't answer her request, he just kissed her deeply.

"Jing Zhao."

Rarely did he not agree, and continued to mark under her collar.

The business leader stepped back: "Did you smoke?"

"Yeah." His voice was a little hoarse, because he smoked a lot, and because of thoughts that should not be moved in his mind, "Not much."

"Is the job bad?"

"A little." He wrapped his hands behind the business collar and helped her fasten the inner button. "I've been too busy recently."

The business leader stood on tiptoe and leaned in to take a sniff: "There is still the smell of medicine." She studied medicine and is more sensitive to the smell of medicine.

Her expression immediately became nervous: "Are you injured?" She took back the hand that was holding him, worried about touching his wound, and asked anxiously, "Where is the injury? Let me see."

The Jing Zhao, who had lost control for a short time just now, disappeared again, and he said calmly, "It's nothing."

The business leader frowned: "Jing Zhao, I don't like that we have secrets."

"What about you?" he asked back, "Is there nothing to hide from me?"

Her face suddenly changed, she became nervous, and she was pushed to the tip of the knife as if caught off guard: "What did Xiao Min tell you?"

It was him who caused the waves, but he understated it and brought it over in one sentence: "It's nothing."

In the past, the business leaders could not see through him.

It still does.

She is extremely uneasy now, and the unease will cause irritability: "It's nothing again, you will only say nothing." She can't stay any longer, she will reveal her nature, "I don't want to talk about it, I'll go first."

This is the first time she and Jing Zhao have broken up since their relationship.

Four or ten minutes later, two cars drove into the underground parking lot of Xingyue Mansion one after the other.

Shang Ling took it back to the [-]th floor and was bothered to look for cigarettes everywhere, but found a cigarette but no lighter.

What should I do with Xiao Min?

Just when she was about to do something to vent, her phone rang, and an unfamiliar number sent her a photo—a photo of Qian Qianzhao being locked in a cage.

She called immediately, but the other party was turned off.

who is it?

What is the purpose?
She walked back and forth in the room, and the monster in her heart slammed one by one, trying to rush out.

She couldn't wait and opened the door, but Jing Zhao was at the door.

"Leader."

He grabbed her hand and put it into his clothes.

"My wound is open, do you care?"

He was so powerful that he easily pulled back the monster in her heart.

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　　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)