Play Nice

Chapter 373 373: Zhaobao's sexy waist (two more)

He thought for a moment in silence, then released his hand: "I'll let you do it."

He got up and wanted to draw the curtains.

Shang Lingling sat down against him and raised his face.

He raised his head obediently, and the business leader bowed his head and bit on his Adam's apple.He sat motionless, his skin flushed from his neck down to his ears.

The business leader heard the sound of swallowing.

"Summon treasure."

"Ok?"

"Do you still want to drink water?"

"want."

So bullying.

The business leader helped Jing Zhao to undo the second button and went to pour water. He didn't give him a lot, but half a cup.

She took off all the pillows on the sofa: "Come and lie down, I'll go and raise the flowers."

Jing Zhao went over to lie down and obeyed any orders she gave.

Shang Ling took the vase and went to the kitchen to fill up water. When he came back, he saw Jing Zhao holding his mobile phone.

"What are you doing?"

He said: "Send red envelopes."

"To whom?"

"Everyone."

His patience is not generally good, starting from the initial letter A of the address book, and going through one by one.

Shang Lingling arranged the flowers and changed his clothes, but he was still sending them.

She went over with a tone like coaxing a child: "Okay, let's stop, go to bed."

Jing Zhao put down his phone, got up, and followed him to the bedroom.

The businessman took out his pajamas.

Jing Zhao lowered his head and unbuttoned himself, put on his shirt, and then unbuttoned the belt. After pressing the buckle, he stopped and looked up at Shang Lingling: "Lingling, close your eyes."

Shang Lingling held his hands and leaned against the wardrobe, his eyes were bad: "No."

Jing Zhao turned around and changed.

He has a waist.

In the art world, the waist dimple is also known as the dimple of Venus, which is one of the most ideal and sexy mannequin signs.

The business leader's gaze fell there.

She hadn't seen enough yet, Jing Zhao had already finished changing his clothes, and then he took off the folded quilt, turned back and pulled the business collar up, and lay down to sleep together.

Shang Lingling reached out and touched his waist, the wine was coming out, he was very hot, and she let her hand touch the skin.

"Let's go to sleep in the cage."

"Why do you want to sleep in a cage?"

Jing Zhao said, "You like it very much."

When he was drunk, he remembered all the preferences of Shang Lingling.

There was a bed in the cage, Jing Zhao fell asleep not long after laying down, and Shang Lingling was not yet drowsy.

She swiped her phone for a while, and someone in Jing Zhao's super chat said that you can scan the QR code of the collar pin with WeChat, and an identity code will come out, along with a blessing.

The business leader swept his own one, and came out with eight words: [A hundred years of good, full of descendants]

The code is 00001.

The wish she made in Crescent Moon Spring is to have a full family of children and grandchildren.

*****
When I woke up, the room was dark, the curtains were drawn, and only a soft light was lit by the bedside lamp.

Shang Lingling rubbed his eyes, just woke up, a little nasally: "Is it dark?"

"No, it's just after five o'clock." Jing Zhao held a book in his hand, his hair was a little damp, he should have just taken a shower, "Are you up?"

"I can't afford it." Shang Lingling stretched under the quilt, laying his head on his stomach, half-squinting at the book in his hand, "Is this my book?"

"Ah."

It is the foreign language version of "Guide to Remains Plastic Surgery".

"Are you also interested in cosmetic surgery?"

Jing Zhao said, "I want to know about your work."

Shang Lingling snorted, his fingers rubbed the corners of the book: "At noon, you said you forgot to ask He Jiang to get flowers, what kind of flowers do you get?"

"Rose." Jing Zhao flipped a page of the book, "He Jiang and the others said that a proposal requires flowers."

"Then why did you forget?"

Her back hurt a little, and she hammered it with her hand.

Jing Zhao freed up a hand and rubbed her: "Maybe you're nervous."

He forgot the steps and if he was ready, he had already prepared a lot of words.

Shang Lingling looked up at him with a strong smile in his eyes: "You know I will agree, why are you nervous?"

"Yes, I know you will agree, why are you still nervous."

Jing Zhaoshu couldn't read it.

When Shang Lingling touched the tattoo on his inner left waist, she asked him to get a tattoo: "I didn't know you were faking amnesia before, and I thought about proposing to you. Fang Luming gave me a bunch of ideas, but none of them worked. She pushed aside the book that was blocking her view, "Later, I found out that you lied to me, and I took revenge. I chased you, and you were the one to ask for a marriage."

Jing Zhao kissed her forehead.

"Brother Jing Zhao."

"Ah."

The little girl's eyes are bright, and she wants to move her mind: "Are you happy today?"

"Ah."

Jing Zhao looked away from the book and looked at Shang Lingling.

"When Jingjian said that you were in a particularly good mood, you would agree to any request you made." She looked at her eagerly, her eyes as obedient and innocent as a newborn cat.

"what do you want?"

She took Jing Zhao's book away, intending to look at him directly.

I've seen this look so many times.

She pulled his clothes and acted coquettishly: "Okay?"

"Do you want a child?"

Shang Lingling proposed more than once not to use condoms,

There are still some troubles in the group that have not been resolved, and the wedding has not been organized. Jing Zhao has no plans to have children for the time being.

The business leader shook his head.

"Not wanting children."

Jing Zhao is a good positive example. The business leaders have learned a lot, and they are not as extreme as before.

But there was one thing she hadn't changed, her obsession with Jing Zhao was still morbid.

"I want you."

Jing Zhao put down the book: "Okay."

Leave it to her today, she promised herself to him today.

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　　Zhaobao is the sexiest of my male protagonists.

　　Hungry for him!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)