Bossy CEO & Superstar Girlfriend

Therefore, Zhong Yuqing could only wait patiently for the tree to open up, otherwise his patience would be wasted.

It was like a venture capital investment that exceeded Zhong Yuqing's budget.

Originally, she thought that a good diamond man like him only needed a glance to make the junior sister throw herself into his arms. However, in her heart, she had always been thinking about her first boyfriend.

"No one is better than him? What about me? " Although he couldn't say it out loud, he felt like he was being ignored. He couldn't help but increase the stakes and asked directly, "Little love, what do you think of me?"

Zhong Yuqing liked the feeling of hunting, but sometimes the prey was too dumb or it would make him want to use violence to take care of everything if he stayed in the cave all the time.

"You?" She had never compared Zhong Yuqing to Shen Mo because one was her savior, perfect, and the other was her first love boyfriend, so she couldn't compare to him.

They were like two different types of things, how could they be compared?

"I'm just asking." Zhong Yuqing saw the astonishment in her eyes and knew that she had never thought of him as a "target that could be developed." He immediately ended this topic. He didn't want to hear the result that he didn't want. "Your injuries are almost healed."

Tang Xiao Ai was thinking about how to answer this question when she heard Zhong Yuqing's words. She hastily nodded her head, "Yes, it's almost done. Thank you for the previous matter."

She didn't know how to repay this man's kindness. Zhong Guoqing had everything he wanted, he never lacked material things, so Tang Xiaoyi could only constantly express her gratitude.

"The ointment is very useful. Tomorrow, the scar will probably disappear completely." Zhong Yuqing stood up and brought the ointment back to Tang Xiao Ai. It was as if he wanted to apply the ointment on her.

Tang Xiao Yi immediately became nervous. She quickly stood up and stuttered: "I …" I'll do it myself... "Thank you …"

"Are you always so polite to others?" Zhong Yuqing opened the ointment and smeared a bit of it on Tang Xiao Yi's forehead before asking in a low voice.

His voice was exceptionally magnetic, giving off the feeling that the night wind was blowing on the leaves of the wutong, adding to the look in his eyes, it made the woman's entire body go numb.

Tang Xiao Ai also felt as if her body had been hit with a acupoint, causing her to feel numb and unable to move. She could only allow his fingers to gently rub her injured forehead.

She didn't dare to occupy the big bed of another person and had just spent the night on the sofa. As for the Emperor, he was busy outside most of the time, holding conference calls non-stop to mitigate the bad news from last time.

She respected this man who had saved her from the bottom of her heart and had never had any presumptuous thoughts about him. Right now, she was only thinking about what if Zhong Yushi needed her in the future, then she would immediately appear in front of him to repay the gratitude.

Tang Xiao Ai had never thought that what Zhong Shuangqing needed from her was her body.

Her long eyelashes cast a gentle curve, just like on a spring day. The slender green grass exuded a gentle color, making one's heart itch just by looking at it. Under her pretty nose was her tender lips, which were bright red, exuding the healthy color of youth.

He suddenly had the urge to kiss her.

He treated her like a piece of exquisite cake and swallowed it all into his stomach. He told her not to think about coming out ever again.

But that might frighten her and make her more confused about the relationship between the two of them now.

He wanted to try to be patient with a woman who made him want to push her down and see if she could give him a new feeling.

Tang Xiaoyi almost held her breath as she began to tremble uncontrollably. She felt as if she was going to collapse after being treated with such a gentle and tender ointment.

Why should a man be so perfect and gentle?

If it wasn't for the difference in status, a conservative ancient person like her would have started to let her thoughts run wild!

Zhong Yuqing intentionally stayed close to her. He could feel Tang Xiaoyi trembling slightly. She was trying her best to control her breathing and was almost suffocating as she fainted.

Zhong Yuqing liked to look at her flustered young appearance. This was an expression that could not be seen on a mature woman. It was very moving, making up for his observation of girls when he was young.

Therefore, he intentionally moved closer to her, almost touching her skin. However, he cleverly maintained a subtle distance, allowing her to completely feel the warmth of his body without hurriedly dodging.

Zhong Yuqing was an expert at flirting. He had met his woman before, slept with her, and had no interest in other men.

He was able to hold lust in the palm of his hand, and even if the other person was a man, he would intentionally reveal his flirtatious, sexy, and seductive heart rhythm, causing his hormones to soar.

This was especially so for a girl like Tang Xiaoyi, who was old-fashioned and inexperienced. She felt his aura invade her. His finger gently pressed against her forehead, causing her to feel a bit of pain, but it was mostly itchy.

The itch, like a living caterpillar, crawled from her forehead to her heart, until it was not enough, and continued to crawl to her belly until it formed an electric current, as if he were pressing not her forehead but all the sensitive points of her body.

Tang Xiao Ei's face was flushed red. Because she was holding her breath, her head was starting to feel hypoxic and dizzy. She felt like she was going to faint in the next moment.

At that moment, Zhong Yuqing's phone rang.

When Zhong Yuqing turned around to take out his phone, Tang Xiaoyi collapsed heavily onto the sofa. Just a short 20 seconds ago, it had felt like a century had passed. She felt dizzy as she touched her forehead with the ointment; how could she have been touched by the last ointment? She felt as if her body was about to melt.

God, was she brain-damaged? Zhong Yuqing was only helping her apply the ointment out of concern. Why … How could he let his imagination run wild?

Worst of all, why did it feel like a lover had kissed her all over her body?

"Imperial Concubine, where are you now?" Qin Junning had just gotten off the plane when he heard a gentle voice asking him with a pale knuckles.

"I've been abroad recently." Although the voice was very gentle, Zhong Yuqing could still detect a trace of anger.

"Where abroad?" Qin Junning sat in the car and hurried to the city's only five-star hotel.

It was no wonder that he couldn't find Tang Xiao Ai even after sending out his police force. It turned out that his good friend was also in this city discussing business.

It was only last night when a friend of his unwittingly mentioned how Zhong Yueqing was reluctant to come back from Africa, wondering if he had been possessed by some hot African girl. It was only then that Qin Hanning found out that Zhong Yuqing had gone to Africa.

Thus, he immediately investigated Zhong Yuqing's whereabouts and found out that he was staying in this hotel.

"Africa, you want to come and bask in the sun too?" Zhong Yuqing was outspoken. Anyways, it was Qin Junning's fault in this matter.

He also knew that Qin Junning would not be able to find Tang Xiao Ai. If he heard that he was in Africa, he would definitely link the two together.

Zhong Yuqing never thought that Qin Jun would come looking for him so quickly. He had thought that it would take at least a week or so for someone as inexperienced and inexperienced as Qin Hanning to think of him.

"Where in Africa?" Qin Jun held back his anger. He was going to meet her before he exploded.

The car had already arrived at the hotel entrance. Qin Jun pushed open the car door, made a phone call while storming into the hotel in a rage. Even the hostess didn't dare to go up to greet him.

From the private passageway to the presidential suite's entrance, Qin Junning kicked the door open. The caretaker who stood at the door for twenty-four hours rudely turned pale with fright as he hastily went forward to stop him.

"Sir, may I ask who you are …" the butler asked in English.

"Shut up!" Qin Gaoning was already on the verge of exploding with rage. He shouted at the gentleman's black butler, then continued to kick at the door.