Autumn harvest cherry lips are as delicate as petals.
Before she was discharged from the hospital, she put on bright red lip gloss. Like fresh cherries, you can’t help but take a bite.
Qiushou just stood in front of Xiao Zheng, closing her beautiful eyes slightly and pouting slightly. It looks like it’s up to you to pick. Where is the bitterness and viciousness of the past
But Xiao Zheng was stunned in place, not daring to make any move for a long time.
He knew that he should not refuse the autumn harvest at this time.
But as he said, this is the doorstep of home. If you do this kind of thing in front of your home, your conscience will be disturbed and you will be embarrassed.
"I know what you're worried about." Qiu Shou suddenly opened her beautiful eyes without any disappointment. "Just treat it as a goodbye kiss between comrades?"
In Russia, in Moscow, she saved Xiao Zheng with her life. And this time, it’s already the second time.
Xiao Zheng had no reason to refuse, if he was just kissing goodbye as a comrade-in-arms
Xiao Zheng smiled bitterly, gently hugged Qiu Shuo's soft waist, and pressed his lips deeply onto her red lips.
Qiu Shuang did not make any excessive follow-up actions. After a brief taste, she slowly moved back two steps. Staring at Xiao Zheng with a smile: "No need to see me off. I want to go alone."
Xiao Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "You are very similar to a friend of mine."
"Tina?" Qiu Shou asked.
For a god-level killer like Tina, Qiu Shuang knew about it and understood the experience of this colleague.
Such a powerful and cold and arrogant S-class female assassin willingly stayed with Xiao Zheng as a bodyguard. This is enough to prove Xiao Zheng's personality charm.
"The first sight of Xiao Lang is a mistake for life." Qiu Shuo chuckled and stared straight at Xiao Zheng. "You're such a waste."
Xiao Zheng heard this but was speechless.
He didn't like that comment. Because he has already been unable to extricate himself from emotional entanglements. But to a certain extent, he did harm to many people as Qiu Harvest said.
After a brief exchange, Qiu Shuang proposed to leave Longfeng Villa. Xiao Zheng had no choice but to ask Mo Feng to send her off. He went straight back home.
Three days later, Autumn Harvest embarked on a journey around the world. Deep down, he envied the life of autumn harvest. Even if he is separated from the Zhao family, he can still live a very free and independent life. On the other hand, he is busy with work and struggle all the time.
Of course, he doesn't complain about life. Because this is his independent choice. Lao Lin never forced him, nor did he receive any coercion.
For Xiao Zheng, life now is both painful and happy.
Men all have the ambition to dominate the world, and Xiao Zheng is no exception. Especially when he is about to reach the top, he is even less likely to give up easily.
One step away.
As long as he takes a step forward, he can retire with success, hiding his merit and fame...
In the next few months, Xiao is living a life of three points and one line. Work, family, and socializing.
As ENN's business expands, he becomes busier and busier as the chairman of the board of directors, and more and more partners need to be entertained. Although he doesn't dislike this kind of social interaction, he will inevitably feel a little upset if he has to serve too much.
That night, Xiao Zheng came out of the box. A little drunk. Except for a few waitresses wearing charming cheongsam, there were no other people in the quiet corridor.
After all, most of the places he attended were top-notch leisure venues. It doesn't matter whether there is meat or not, the important thing is that the quality is top-notch.
Of course, some places may be vegetarian for ordinary guests, but for big bosses like Xiao Zheng, vegetarianism does not exist.
Even the boss lady is happy to serve a big boss like Xiao Zheng. The premise is that Xiao Zheng is willing.
After lighting a cigarette, Xiao Zheng leaned against the wall, exuding a mature charm that fascinated the waitress.
A thirty-five-year-old successful man. The suit is crisp and the figure is tall. No matter where it is placed, it will be the center of attention.
The female waitresses glanced at Xiao Zheng from the corner of their eyes from time to time, but due to the work environment, they did not dare to take the initiative to hook up with him.
After Xiao Zheng finished smoking a cigarette, he opened the door and returned to the social gathering place.
It can't be said that Xiao Zheng took things between men and women lightly, but he still had basic restraint. There will be no so-called drunken sex.
If he didn't even have this bit of willpower, he wouldn't be where he is today. It is even more impossible to endure the endless cold violence that Lao Lin suffered in the past few years.
From this point alone, Brother Azheng does have some potential to become a monk.
Tonight we are entertaining the royal family sent by His Majesty Ling Lai. The purpose is to have a practical and in-depth conversation with China Entertainment. Xiao is the host and has a close relationship with His Majesty Ling Lai. So Shang Yao seems to have become a supporting role.
After drinking and talking, it was already one o'clock in the morning. The royal member clearly wasn't having enough fun yet. It’s not good to waste Xiao Zheng’s precious time any longer. Say goodbye to Xiao Zheng at the door of the box: "Boss Xiao, I know you are busy with work, and your Majesty has repeatedly told me not to trouble you too much."
After a brief pause, the royal family member smiled knowingly: "I can arrange the rest of the entertainment myself."
Xiao Zheng nodded slightly, knowing that this grandson was holding something back. He didn't point it out, he just called the club manager: "Take good care of him."
Then he left with Shang Yao.
In the car, Shang Yao's face turned red after drinking two more drinks. There was also a confused look in her beautiful eyes: "I'm surprised. On such occasions, you never seem to have the idea of asking your two little sisters to accompany you."
A few years ago, Xiao Zheng was just a young man. But now, he is thirty-five years old and a busy man. Like most middle-aged men, they have reached the stage of looking for novelty and novelty.
But based on Shang Yao's understanding of him, it seems that he has never had similar behaviors and thoughts. It can be said that he can't be more serious.
Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Maybe I'm not very interested in this kind of thing."
"You're not interested even after two more drinks?" Shang Yao said with a hint of seduction.
When Xiao Zheng heard this, he was in awe: "Drinking too much will be more harmful to your health."
Shang Yao was startled for a moment, then nodded and smiled: "That's true. It is indeed harmful to the body."
After sending Shang Yao home, Xiao Zheng also headed back home.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Xiao Zheng was not fully awake yet. The harsh ringtone of the cell phone buzzed.
He glanced sleepily and saw that it was actually a call from Sophia.
"Hello." Xiao Zheng, who was lying on the bed, said with a slightly nasal voice. "It's only half past seven in the morning here. Miss, don't tell me that I'm just idle and bored."
Sophia's voice was slightly hoarse, and she pursed her lips and said, "Originally, I didn't want to trouble you. But I'm afraid that this information will be useful to you and affect your analysis, so I'd better tell you first."
"Huh?" Xiao Zheng suddenly woke up.
He knew that Sophia would not call him in such a hurry if there was no important matter. He couldn't help but ask cautiously: "What's going on?"
"Tianmen is resurrected. We are assassinated everywhere. Including our key protection targets." Sophia said every word. "I heard that the autumn harvest has left China?"