Excellent beauty's personal security guard

Hearing what she said, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing: "what are you trying to say? Wu Fengjiao was a person I knew when I worked in the Beijing Office of Hedong province. She helped me a lot at that time. I admit that, but there is really no such thing between us as you think. Now I solemnly answer you, now you can rest assured to cook? "

As he spoke, he slowly turned around and looked at lejing with a smile. However, as soon as his eyes touched Yue Jing behind him, he couldn't help shaking his whole body.

Le Jing is standing in front of the wardrobe door, slowly taking off her clothes. Her upper body has become snow-white. She is carrying a white, tender and smooth right leg and taking the black leg off her lower leg. She bent over, half of her hair covered her cheeks, her left leg straightened, her right leg raised, black and white, making her more attractive.

It is precisely because half of her hair blocks her sight. Therefore, lejing doesn't see that Zhao Jianhui's eyes are staring at her with a trace of greed. Her voice is soft and similar to a coquettish whisper: "what, you think I'm so unbearable? I just think that now you are the leader and I am the deputy leader. I'm afraid it's called a mom and pop shop. If she's with you... It's not good for you... "

"Oh? Have you heard other people's gossip, or is that what you think? " As Zhao Jianhui spoke, he approached her and hugged lejing's thin waist. Just now, it seems that Zhao Jianhui didn't notice that when he looked up at his music Jing, his face was shy. There was a little urgency in his eyes. Before taking the initiative to offer a kiss, he looked at the man with eye waves, smiled and whispered, "don't want to eat?"

Zhao Jianhui shook his head: "it's not that I don't want to, but that you're going to do it at all. In this case, if you can't make a good taste by doing it reluctantly, you can't do it at all... "He said, climbing up the woman's chest with one hand and lowering his head to enjoy the light red of those two points. Her maintenance there is still tall and straight, and her color is still as fresh and bright as a girl, which is unforgettable.

Thinking, "my charm is still there!" More carefully controlling the strength on her hand, a shy smile appeared on Le Jing's face. Zhao Jianhui has never been short of young and beautiful women. If he wants to stay with him for a long time, he must rely on his own hard study and constantly improve his ability to serve men. Zhao Jianhui is true to himself, but there are too many women around him. Now the little girls are very fierce. At his age, the key still depends on personal efforts.

Young women can bind men by their looks. Women over 30 and nearly 40 need more skills to attract men's hearts.

"Ah... Who says I don't want to do it? It's because of you, a bad man, that people don't have the mind to cook..." when she arched into the quilt and opened her mouth, an idea flashed through lejing's mind: resign and have a baby for this man. I'm almost 40 years old this year. I haven't had a few years to wait. I don't want children anymore. I'm afraid I won't have a chance to have them again in my life.

After some crazy lingering, the hot body gradually softened, and Yue Jing, who was sweating all over, lay motionless on Zhao Jianhui's chest and whispered: "I regret dying. I shouldn't have come to southern Guangdong at the beginning... If only I had resigned in Hedong province at that time..."

Zhao Jianhui stopped sliding his hand on her smooth back, gently patted her delicate face, smiled and asked, "why did you suddenly have this idea? Women can do your position, but many people can't ask for it. "

A self mocking smile flashed on lejing's face, turned over, covered her lower body with a paper towel and began to clean her body. He whispered, "you're right. I thought so at that time. So I've been delayed. Before I meet you again, I think women can live a lifetime alone. But now I know what I want in my heart. A woman is still a family. It is serious to have a man who loves her and a lively and lovely child. " After dealing with herself, lejing turned and got into the quilt. Soon Zhao Jianhui snorted and breathed out slowly.

After cleaning, lejing went into the bathroom and lay down next to Zhao Jianhui after a while. Feeling the man's sharp eyes, Le Jing looked a little flustered. Zhao Jianhui asked, "Why are you looking at others so much?"

"You have a strong and deliberate suspicion of flattery today. Come on, what are you thinking?" Zhao Jianhui said with a faint smile on his face and a little encouragement in his eyes.

"I... I want a child. Is that all right? " Yue Jing's eyes flashed a hope. Zhao Jianhui saw it clearly and felt a burst of bitterness in his heart. Today's lejing is an essential figure in the implementation of the south Guangdong strategy, but I don't know what stimulated her and made her suddenly want to have a child. After a long silence, Zhao Jianhui said with a faint smile, "let it be, okay? If you have it, keep it. If you don't have it, don't force it... "

Hearing Zhao Jianhui's words, Le Jing suddenly looked excited. Half of her body lay on the man's body and wriggled gently. She used to be able to master many strong softness with one hand, stretching between wriggles. From Zhao Jianhui's point of view, you can only see half a smooth back, and two groups of snow white and soft trembling from time to time. With a smile, Zhao Jianhui slowly stretched out his hand.

I felt the man's hand sliding down, and Le Jing twisted up with her, holding the man's head. Her lips were pecking rice on Zhao Jianhui's forehead, and her passionate body kept twisting slightly, so as to facilitate the man's fingers to explore the valley under her body“ Are you okay? Now do it again and maybe you'll be pregnant? " Le Jing gasped slightly, raised her face and looked at Zhao Jianhui.

"Hehe, is it really so urgent?" Zhao Jianhui smiled bitterly. He was very familiar with the sensitive points of the body. He teased lejing a little and made her tremble slightly.

The emotional woman is more charming, her cheeks are flushed, her stars are slightly narrowed, her small mouth leaves the man's slightly raised chin, and she unconsciously whispers: "how can she not be in a hurry? People are almost 40 years old, so if you don't want it again, you won't be..."

As she spoke, she turned over and lay down, reached out and grabbed the man beside her and pulled him. At this time, the mobile phone on the bedside cabinet suddenly rang.

Zhao Jianhui's hand stopped, raised his head and took a look in the direction of the mobile phone. Le Jing didn't want to stop at this time. She hummed unhappily: "what time is it, still calling?" I mean, but I can only turn over reluctantly and get a mobile phone for a man.

When Zhao Jianhui answered the phone, Le Jing was very conscious and didn't come to listen to the phone, but a pair of small hands were still busy on Zhao Jianhui, turning green with flushed cheeks. Looking at Zhao Jianhui, she smiled and whispered, "can't you just answer the phone and destroy the atmosphere..."

Zhao Jianhui, who was about to press the answer button, was stunned, then smiled and nodded: "no, you should believe my ability..."

The number on the point display is not strange, but I have never taken the initiative to make this call. And the owner of the phone calls himself very rarely. Even if there is something, he mostly sends a text message to greet him.

Thinking of Yang Xueying, Zhao Jianhui couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in. Even when I saw her at dinner before going to Beijing, I didn't pay much attention to the woman who had been with me silently for several years.

"How did you remember to call me?" Thinking, Zhao Jianhui asked. Yang Xueying at the other end of the phone had a bitter look on her face and said in a sobbing tone, "I'm sorry. I suddenly thought of you and made this call. You... You won't blame me?"

"Oh, what's up? You say... "Zhao Jianhui's heart is a little slightly apologetic. Although this woman is not her confidant, after all, she also handed over her ice clean body to herself. Since I followed myself, I have been doing my own things according to my own requirements. I heard that now I have become Zhao Xiaoting's right-hand assistant. But I seem to be a little indifferent to her.

Maybe it's because of her past experience that I can't let go. More importantly, I can't forgive her for her counter attack on helping me with the explosive bag?

"There's nothing... Just... I just want to tell you that I'm in the East Lake Hotel..." Yang Xueying's tone was a little down and frustrated.

"At the East Lake Hotel? Where are you? What are you doing? Didn't you go back to Shanghai? " Zhao Jianhui feels very strange. Now she takes care of a lot of things at the Shanghai headquarters. When Zhao Xiaoting is away, she has nothing to say. How can such a busy man be idle? When you call at this time, do you want to see yourself? From her hesitant tone, it seemed that it was not the same thing.

"Nothing's wrong, really, I'm fine. Now I'm hundreds of millions of rich women... I won't bother you to rest. I, I hang up..." Yang Xueying hung up just after saying this. Zhao Jianhui took the phone and couldn't help being slightly stunned. He said in his heart that she came to such a phone at this time. What does it mean?