when i have experience

Chapter 390 That Cheongsam
Chen Xing walked up the stairs and carried Yang Ling to her room. The curtains in the room were not closed, and the huge French windows were far away from the Sultan Mosque. The classic mosque was shining with lights at night, which had a different flavor from the classic one during the day.

Chen Xing carried Yang Ling to the bed, covered Yang Ling with a quilt, and left the room. He went downstairs and closed the doors and windows. Ling Xin was still missing. The three of them lived in the entire villa. When he left, he didn't seem to see Ling Xin anymore.

Because Yang Ling was already asleep, Chen Xing couldn't call Ling Xin yet. Afraid of waking Yang Ling up, he could only turn off the lights downstairs and go upstairs. Ling Xin wouldn't go out anyway, so she must be upstairs.

"Xin'er?" Chen Xing called Ling Xin lightly, and opened his bedroom.

"Ah." Ling Xin in the room was looking at the mirror. There was a table dedicated to her make-up in the big master bedroom. Hearing the door opening and Chen Xing's voice calling her, Ling Xin turned around and faced the room. Opening the door, I didn't know where to grab my hands, so I put my back behind my back, biting the upper and lower rows of white teeth together, and looked at Chen Xing at the door with those touching eyes.

Chen Xing, who was standing at the door, was stunned.

So beautiful and so unexpected.

Ling Xin was wearing a pure white silk cheongsam. There was an exquisite hollow lace design from the right shoulder to the bust. These lace designs were not complicated and did not overwhelm the guests. The key point was the classical charm of the whole silk cheongsam.Ling Xin has bare feet and doesn't need high heels. Her tall figure is already better than most of the models.

The slender figure is beautiful and moving with the swaying texture under the cheongsam. Another point is that the slits of the cheongsam are very high, and the whole round and slender legs are looming.

Chen Xing knew this cheongsam. He had read a cheongsam magazine in Ling Xin's office, and there was this cheongsam in that magazine. Later, Chen Xing went to Ling Xin's office several times, but he couldn't find the magazine. I thought I saw Ling Xin wearing it today.

"Isn't it good-looking?" Ling Xin bit her pink lips lightly with her bright teeth, her beautiful eyes sized up Chen Xing who was standing at the door, not knowing what the surprise on Chen Xing's face meant.

"Why doesn't it look good?" Chen Xing, who heard Ling Xin's words, finally came back to his senses, and walked into the room with a smile on his lips. Chen Xing was really surprised, he didn't expect Ling Xin to still remember that A magazine he once flipped through.

Chen Xing walked into the master bedroom and closed the door without any hassle. Chen Xing walked up to Ling Xin step by step, and looked at this peerless beauty up close.

That cascading black hair slanted over the snow-white cheongsam. In Chen Xing's eyes, the two completely different colors were like drawing an inexhaustible ink painting, which he never tired of looking at.

"Still watching." Because of Chen Xing's swaying eyes, Ling Xin started to blush, and she couldn't finish watching.

"I can't get enough of it." Chen Xing never left Ling Xin's eyes, but he couldn't keep Ling Xin standing like this. Chen Xing felt that it would be easier to lie down, so he squatted down and hugged Ling Xin. Standing up, Ling Xin groaned softly, Chen Xing gently put Ling Xin on the bed, well, it's easier this way, standing is too tiring.

Chen Xing went to the window and drew the curtains. Even though the night view of the future city outside was beautiful, it was not as moving as the woman beside him.

. . . . . .

After the match, Chen Xing was still staying in Nur-Sultan. First, he spent several days visiting the city of Nur-Sultan with the people from Fengwei Boxing Club. While Qinghe had no choice but to refuse, he didn't know how many nights he stayed up.

After sending away the people from the Fengwei Boxing Club, Chen Xing still did not leave. After that, there were still a lot of work matters waiting for him, and he was busy for almost a week before they were settled, and it was not until today that he relaxed.

No, I'm going out for dinner tonight.

Chen Xing sat at the table, poured a glass of kumiss with a wine glass, and clinked glasses with the man sitting across from him, while Ling Xin and Yang Ling sat next to them and ate their dishes, their manners were dignified, nothing like usual , but it's not their fault.

In fact, the people at the dinner table made them have to do this.

Sitting directly opposite Chen Xing is the pinnacle of boxing in Kazakhstan, Monroe. On the left is Francis, who has eagle eyes and drinks vodka without blinking. The one on the right is much better, Master Ake, Ling Xin He and Yang Ling have met Master Ake several times, so they won't be restrained.

But the other two important figures in the boxing world had to be restrained by them.

"Brother Xing, this is a lot of luck." Monroe raised his glass to cheer with Chen Xing. After the game was over, what the two of them drank this time was not orange juice but wine.

"Good luck, good luck." Chen Xing drank the small cup of kumiss, feeling that the flavor was better than vodka for himself.

"Okay, you're not bad." Monroe drank the hot vodka, feeling his whole body was hot, eating with the boxer who just defeated him not long ago, he didn't have any thoughts.

As a boxer and a middle-aged man living his life, he wanted some boundaries.

"Brother Men, what are your plans for the future?" Francis said in English. He doesn't know Kazakh, so in order to accommodate him, everyone at the dinner table spoke English. Chen Xing would not have any language skills. barrier, and Monroe can also speak everyday English, which did not pose a language barrier.

"What's next? I may lose a lot of work. I can't help it. Who let me be defeated. I am no longer the undefeated boxing champion. This breath has weakened, and I will fight immediately It's not interesting." Monroe sighed and filled his glass again.

"Mine, oh, mine." Chen Xing raised a glass of kumiss for himself.

"Okay, yours, yours, fuck you." Monroe couldn't help but swear when he saw that Chen Xing had won the game, but he still had a smile on his face.

"Although I definitely don't want to lose, but since I lost, I lost, and I can just stop and do something else. In the past ten years, I have too many things that I can't do. My life is too monotonous. It should be Do something that was delayed before." Monroe had already adjusted his mentality.

In fact, he had already thought that he might lose one day, and if he kept stepping into the boxing ring, how could he not lose one day.

"Now it's your turn to live a monotonous life." Monroe glanced at Chen Xing, a little touched by sympathy.

"It's okay, it won't be monotonous, I'm a talented boxer." Chen Xing knew what Monroe meant by monotonous life, but he didn't, because there were such a group of people around him, and he himself was also trying to live life out of color people.

Monroe suddenly felt that the touch of sympathy was gone.

(End of this chapter)