Cold CEO, Hug Me

"Thank you, Fourth Uncle." Jing Bao'er smiled, then picked up a piece of pine antler and placed it in his mouth.

"What do you think of the food in this clubhouse?" he asked.

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er immediately gave a thumbs up, "Hmm … "Great."

With an average person with over ten thousand dishes, how could the food not be tasty?

"Then we will come often from now on …" Jing Rong said.

"It's better not to, it's too expensive..." Jing Bao'er said.

On the opposite side, Meng Yaodong and Song Mingyang watched the two of them conversing with each other, and then smiled at each other.

Then, Meng Yaodong immediately interrupted: "Look at me, look at me, you are trying to destroy me, are you trying to kill me with your single dog?"

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er immediately flipped through albopictus, "Go go go go go … … Brother Dong, what do you mean by looking at each other? "What nonsense are you talking about...?"

Wasn't it normal for Jing Rong to give her food?

Then, the two of them just chatted for a while.

Why did it become Meng Yaodong's, a fangirl's and a fangirl's?

"Tch ~!" Meng Yaodong smiled as he replied, and then drank the wine by the side of his hand.

"How many rounds will the four of us play in a while?" Meng Yaodong asked.

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er immediately snapped her fingers at Meng Yaodong, and said: "OK …. "I have no problems..."

"I don't have a problem with that either..."

"Me too."

Jing Rong and Song Mingyang also opened their mouths.

"But, can we not talk about money this time?" Jing Bao'er asked.

"Then what do you mean?" Meng Yaodong asked as he looked at Jing Bao'er with interest.

Song Mingyang and Jing Rong also looked at her with interest.

"Um... "Those who lose will stick a note on their face …" Jing Bao'er said.

When the three of them heard this, they immediately exchanged glances and nodded their heads.

"Sure …" I haven't played like this in a long time! Let's just leave it at that. " Meng Yaodong said.

"From what I remember, it was only like this when I was young." Song Mingyang said.

Jing Rong did not speak the entire time, he only stood at the side, silently hugged Jing Bao'er, and held the dishes in front of her.

Because they had admitted their relationship in front of Meng Yaodong and Song Mingyang, the two of them no longer kept their distance on purpose like before.

… ….

After dinner, the four of them retreated to the mahjong table behind the pearl curtain and played mahjong.

The four of them were engaged in an intense battle.

Since they didn't want to be posted, everyone was very serious about it …

"Aiyo, what the heck …" Jing Bao'er was the first to push down a row of mahjong in front of him, her face filled with excitement.

"F * ck …" Meng Yaodong said as he looked at the card in front of Jing Bao'er.

With that, he helplessly threw down his cards.

After Song Mingyang and Jing Rong saw Jing Bao'er's card, they shrugged their shoulders helplessly.

"Haha …" Jing Bao'er laughed out loud, then quickly took out a tissue from the tissue box by her side, and tore it into six pieces.

After that, Jing Bao'er gave three of them to Jing Rong, Meng Yaodong and Song Mingyang.

"You guys can do it yourselves..." Jing Bao'er said.

Meng Yaodong took the initiative to pick up the slip of paper in front of him, dabbed some tea on the teacup beside him with his finger, and pointed at the spot between his eyebrows. Then, he quickly stuck the slip of paper onto it.

Jing Rong and Song Mingyang's situation was similar to Meng Yaodong's. They both placed the slip of paper between their eyebrows …

Three men sticking to a note like this, how funny, how funny.

"Haha …" "Haha …" Jing Bao'er could not help but laugh out loud.

"F * ck, why are you waiting for me to laugh? The next one is you …" Meng Yaodong said.

After that, the few of them continued to play cards.

After a dozen or so rounds, the faces of the four people were more or less covered with paper slips.

Jing Rong had the least stickers on his face, only three. Jing Bao'er, Song Mingyang, and Meng Yaodong had similar amounts of notes on their faces.

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore, I keep losing …" Meng Yaodong took the lead and said.

Hearing that, Jing Rong immediately looked at the time on his watch, seeing that it was already midnight, he stood up first and said, "Then let's go."

"Don't, it's still early. Let's sing a little more before we leave …" Meng Yaodong said.

"No, it's time to go home." Jing Rong replied. Then, he looked at Jing Bao'er and spoke again, "Bao Er, let's go …"

After Jing Bao'er heard this, she immediately got up.

Meng Yaodong immediately flipped through the albopictus, "What's there to be anxious about, it's only 12 o'clock, why are you rushing home so early?"

"Go home and hug your wife and sleep." Jing Rong said as he stretched out his arm and naturally wrapped it around Jing Bao'er's shoulder.

"F * ck …" Do you know how to abuse a dog? " Meng Yaodong said.

"Ming Yang, let's go …" Jing Rong looked at Song Mingyang and said.

Song Mingyang nodded and then stood up.

"Ming Yang, don't go, keep playing with me for a while …" Meng Yaodong said.

Hearing that, Song Mingyang immediately let out a helpless sigh, and then looked at Jing Rong and said: "Then I'll stay here with him for a while, you guys can go first."

"Alright, goodbye Brother Dong …" Jing Bao'er waved at Song Mingyang, then looked at Meng Yaodong and said, "Goodbye, Brother Dong..."

Meng Yaodong then stood up and waved goodbye to Jing Bao'er, "Goodbye Bao Er."

Song Mingyang immediately followed and also waved at Jing Bao'er. Then, he looked at Jing Rong and said, "Jing Rong, drive slower on the road."

Jing Rong nodded.

After that, he embraced Jing Bao'er and leisurely walked out of the private room.

… ….

After they walked out of the clubhouse, the two of them got into the car together.

Because the clubhouse's location was a little off, it was extremely quiet outside at this time of the day. Even the surrounding streets did not have many cars.

The inside of the car was a little stuffy, which made Jing Bao'er, who had stayed in the cool environment for a long time, extremely uncomfortable, so she quickly unbuttoned the first three buttons of her short-sleeved shirt.

As soon as the buttons were undone, the towering beauty of her upper body could be seen.

That well-developed chest, that deep ravine, was currently moving up and down along with his breathing, bringing about an irresistible enticement.

"It's so hot …" Jing Bao'er complained as she continuously fanned the wind with her hands.

Such a scene would be fatal to any man...

Seeing this scene, Jing Rong immediately felt a wave of warmth flow through his body.

At this moment, there was an indescribable part of his body that was slowly raising its head.

"The cold air has already been turned on. It will be done in a moment..." he said.

"Un, let's go quickly …" Go home, take a bath, and go to bed. " Jing Bao'er nodded, and then shifted her gaze to the empty parking lot outside.

"Jing Bao'er..." The man called to her.

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er immediately turned to look at him and asked, "What's the matter, Fourth Uncle …"

"I'm hungry..." he said.

"Dinner? Are you sure you don't want to eat anymore?" Jing Bao'er asked.