The focus of Jiang Jing and Qiao Ling's conversation was on their latest cooperation project, and they did not pay attention to the idle chatter between the women beside them.
Zhao Fengqing made way and smiled at the woman.
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
"That's right." Qiao Ling's female companion felt the same way about the words "hard work" and whispered, "The richer the person, the more that."
He listened and looked at her quietly.
"I have a skirt."
Jiang Jing shot two cold rays of light towards them.
Prince A played a few games and wanted to withdraw.
So she looked at Jiang Jing.
Which one is that
"Neither did I."
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia's eyes were focused on her exposed legs.
She seized the opportunity to mock him, "Mr. Jiang actually indulges in such distractions."
Jiang Jing’s coldness is like ice and snow.
He didn't know if he sensed her gaze, but he glanced at her.
Zhao Fengqing didn't understand at first, but after a while, she suddenly realized.
So, the game was over.
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
Qiao Ling's female companion clearly saw the shape of Zhao Fengqing's lips. Her face turned pale and she glanced at Qiao Ling.
The bad nature of men.
Zhong Ding and the woman turned and went in another direction.
Jiang Jing tightly grasped her hand and dragged her to another store.
He glanced at her thighs and said, "Go buy some pants."
Anyway, in two days, the road will return to the road, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the rivers and lakes will never see each other again.
"Neither did I."
Qiao Ling asked Jiang Jing for his opinion.
She had been calling Jiang Jing a psychopath all day long, but now that she thought about it, that wasn't quite accurate. The word "pervert" could better reveal his shameless behavior of always starting with his legs when having sex.
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
She cursed with her lips: "Pervert!"
So she looked at Jiang Jing.
"Playing cards."
He tried to keep his tone calm, "It's ten degrees outside, you have bare thighs, you are not afraid of freezing to death."
The woman lowered her head due to his gaze and hurried out.
She smiled, a fake smile. "I tolerated you these days, not because I was afraid of you, but because I wanted to leave a peaceful ending for us. Let's part ways in peace, understand?" After all, he had been so good to her.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to lose his temper, but he held back.
He didn't know if he sensed her gaze, but he glanced at her.
She ignored him and went into the women's locker room.
"Um."
She cursed with her lips: "Pervert!"
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
She wanted to pick a bikini, but Jiang Jing chose a middle-aged style one for her.
He didn't even smile on her birthday, even though she had given him a hint about what day her birthday was.
Zhao Fengqing went. After buying the pair of shoes, she was already a pauper, so any money she could earn was good.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
Jiang Jing seemed to understand and turned his head away from her.
Some of the tea splashed onto her pants.
The woman lowered her head due to his gaze and hurried out.
Zhao Fengqing folded his hands and asked Jiang Jing, "Boss Jiang, do you have any other activities that require my company?"
Qiao Ling's female companion clearly saw the shape of Zhao Fengqing's lips. Her face turned pale and she glanced at Qiao Ling.
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia's eyes were focused on her exposed legs.
As a result, he coldly ordered a cake and coldly wished her a happy birthday.
Jiang Jing turned his head and whispered in her ear, "Why aren't you wearing long pants?"
Zhao Fengqing smiled, apologized to Qiao Ling and his female companion, and then returned to the room.
Seeing Jiang Jing win two games, she laughed, "Boss Jiang is really lucky in gambling."
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia looked away.
Walking up the mountain from the villa, we reached the hot spring area. Qiao Ling took his female companion with him.
"Come over to Yougenglou."
Qiao Ling looked at Zhao Fengqing with interest.
This was the rare time she called him by his name.
After a while, the last couple came in.
Zhao Fengqing thought that he still preferred Jiang Jing's coldness. Although the temperature was low, at least he was still in the human world.
"Come over to Yougenglou."
She was used to it. These days, she put a warm pack on her belly button to keep warm.
Qiao Ling said: "It's a bit cold today."
"snort."
Qiao Ling's female companion's heart skipped a beat. She was afraid of getting into trouble, so she didn't dare to say anything.
Prince A played a few games and wanted to withdraw.
Qiao Ling looked at Zhao Fengqing with interest.
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
Young Master A nodded, "The temperature is relatively low."
Zhao Fengqing looked over and her eyes fixed. She liked men with a cold temperament the most, who seemed to have many unknown depths. The one who came was him.
Zhao Fengqing turned and smiled at him, "Yes, sir."
Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding secretly.
Qiao Ling asked Jiang Jing for his opinion.
During the meal, Zhao Fengqing accidentally knocked over the tea, which flowed down the edge of the table.
Zhao Fengqing folded his hands and asked Jiang Jing, "Boss Jiang, do you have any other activities that require my company?"
During the meal, Zhao Fengqing accidentally knocked over the tea, which flowed down the edge of the table.
His face darkened immediately.
I searched the bag again, trying to find my panties and socks, but couldn't find them. I guess I forgot about them.
Inside, there was a woman. She was obviously startled, holding the bath towel tightly, and staring at the two people who suddenly came in warily.
Who cares about his blessing? She even wanted to throw the cake directly on his stinky face.
Jiang Jing was quick-witted and used a napkin to catch it.
Young Master A laughed out loud.
Jiang Jing’s coldness is like ice and snow.
Some of the tea splashed onto her pants.
In fact, Jiang Jing had a very good temper in the past few months. Although his face was always stern, he loved her very much. The closer it got to February, the more unstable his mood became.
She sneered, "Stay away from me. The temperature around me can rise by more than ten degrees."
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
Qiao Ling said: "It's a bit cold today."
"Where are the pantyhose?"
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
When Zhong Ding looked at the woman, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into the warmth of spring. He curled his eyes and played with her fingers.
She smiled, a fake smile. "I tolerated you these days, not because I was afraid of you, but because I wanted to leave a peaceful ending for us. Let's part ways in peace, understand?" After all, he had been so good to her.
After a while, the last couple came in.
She cursed with her lips: "Pervert!"
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
Zhao Fengqing shook her head and looked down at her pants. She was wearing light brown trousers, and the tea stain on this one was very obvious. It was also wet and uncomfortable to wear.
He followed in.
I searched the bag again, trying to find my panties and socks, but couldn't find them. I guess I forgot about them.
I searched the bag again, trying to find my panties and socks, but couldn't find them. I guess I forgot about them.
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
Jiang Jing threw down his cards, "Even if you're lucky, you have to stop when you're done."
Jiang Jing tightly grasped her hand and dragged her to another store.
The woman lowered her head due to his gaze and hurried out.
As a result, he coldly ordered a cake and coldly wished her a happy birthday.
However, the meal was not yet finished, and she could not leave the table to change.
When they were about to reach the women's locker room, Zhao Fengqing took the swimsuit bag, glanced at the big red and blue flowers, and said, "Boss Jiang, didn't your girlfriend complain to you about your swimsuit taste before?"
This was the rare time she called him by his name.
Prince A played a few games and wanted to withdraw.
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
Young Master Jia understood.
Jiang Jing took Zhao Fengqing's hand and said, "Let's take a hot spring bath first, and then go buy some trousers."
Jiang Jing looked at the frightened woman. He recognized her as the chubby girl from Zhong Ding's family.
She glared at him as he checked out, then glared at the suit. This style made her look at least ten years older.
Since he brought it up, she didn't refuse.
His face had not turned black since it first turned black, and it even had a tendency to get darker.
During the meal, Zhao Fengqing accidentally knocked over the tea, which flowed down the edge of the table.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, apologized to Qiao Ling and his female companion, and then returned to the room.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
"I always coax you well, and I'm afraid you'll feel hurt, so I hold it in even if it means I explode." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the shallow stream suddenly swirled, filled with darkness. "Actually, what kind of man do you like? Tell me, and I can act. Someone like Zhong Ding? Really?"
He hugged a slightly plump woman. The woman had a classical and graceful appearance. She was wrapped tightly and snuggled up to Zhong Ding. When she smiled, she showed a small fang.
She left in a hurry today and didn't have time to think about the matching clothes when she was packing, so she chose a simple dress.
"come over."
Young Master A nodded, "The temperature is relatively low."
Zhao Fengqing looked over and her eyes fixed. She liked men with a cold temperament the most, who seemed to have many unknown depths. The one who came was him.
She took off her clothes and put on a dress.
"Come over to Yougenglou."
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia looked away.
"You've been sleeping in the car for two hours." Jiang Jing looked at the lake outside the window and threw out the bait, "Come and play cards. All the winnings will be yours."
He followed in.
So Jiang Yin took her to the shop in the villa.
"snort."
Walking up the mountain from the villa, we reached the hot spring area. Qiao Ling took his female companion with him.
I searched the bag again, trying to find my panties and socks, but couldn't find them. I guess I forgot about them.
Jiang Jing turned his head and whispered in her ear, "Why aren't you wearing long pants?"
This was the rare time she called him by his name.
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia looked away.
She sneered, "Stay away from me. The temperature around me can rise by more than ten degrees."
Qiao Ling's female companion's heart skipped a beat. She was afraid of getting into trouble, so she didn't dare to say anything.
He listened and looked at her quietly.
Zhao Fengqing slapped his forehead and said, "The Jiang guy just keeps pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing. What the hell is that?"
She turned and walked towards the women's locker room. After a few steps, she turned back and said, "Jiang Jing."
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
"Playing cards."
"That's right." Qiao Ling's female companion felt the same way about the words "hard work" and whispered, "The richer the person, the more that."
She answered in the same voice: "Because I didn't bring it."
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
She had been calling Jiang Jing a psychopath all day long, but now that she thought about it, that wasn't quite accurate. The word "pervert" could better reveal his shameless behavior of always starting with his legs when having sex.
Just after I finished complaining, Jiang Jing called me and asked, "Have you changed it?"
She wanted to pick a bikini, but Jiang Jing chose a middle-aged style one for her.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
Anyway, in two days, the road will return to the road, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the rivers and lakes will never see each other again.
She asked unhappily, "What for?"
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia's eyes were focused on her exposed legs.
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
The focus of Jiang Jing and Qiao Ling's conversation was on their latest cooperation project, and they did not pay attention to the idle chatter between the women beside them.
"Neither did I."
"You've been sleeping in the car for two hours." Jiang Jing looked at the lake outside the window and threw out the bait, "Come and play cards. All the winnings will be yours."
Jiang Jing was quick-witted and used a napkin to catch it.
She sneered, "Stay away from me. The temperature around me can rise by more than ten degrees."
"Come over to Yougenglou."
She glared at him as he checked out, then glared at the suit. This style made her look at least ten years older.
He left quickly, not daring to look again.
Jiang Jing looked at the frightened woman. He recognized her as the chubby girl from Zhong Ding's family.
When Zhong Ding looked at the woman, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into the warmth of spring. He curled his eyes and played with her fingers.
So she looked at Jiang Jing.
However, if he always doted on her, she would be reluctant to leave. The feeling of being loved was really good. It was as if he was there even if the sky fell. No matter what happened, she would look back and see him, and she would feel relieved.
Prince A played a few games and wanted to withdraw.
When they were about to reach the women's locker room, Zhao Fengqing took the swimsuit bag, glanced at the big red and blue flowers, and said, "Boss Jiang, didn't your girlfriend complain to you about your swimsuit taste before?"
"What are you doing over there?" She stared at the side as if he was right next to her.
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
Zhao Fengqing shook her head and looked down at her pants. She was wearing light brown trousers, and the tea stain on this one was very obvious. It was also wet and uncomfortable to wear.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
"Playing cards."
Jiang Jing tightly grasped her hand and dragged her to another store.
He tried to keep his tone calm, "It's ten degrees outside, you have bare thighs, you are not afraid of freezing to death."
Zhao Fengqing made way and smiled at the woman.
Zhao Fengqing slapped his forehead and said, "The Jiang guy just keeps pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing. What the hell is that?"
Young Master A laughed out loud.
She seized the opportunity to mock him, "Mr. Jiang actually indulges in such distractions."
He tried to keep his tone calm, "It's ten degrees outside, you have bare thighs, you are not afraid of freezing to death."
"I didn't bring a swimsuit." The trip was so rushed that she didn't have time to take care of many things.
Zhao Fengqing didn't understand at first, but after a while, she suddenly realized.
Qiao Ling's female companion clearly saw the shape of Zhao Fengqing's lips. Her face turned pale and she glanced at Qiao Ling.
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
Jiang Jing was a little impatient, "Zhao Fengqing."
To be honest, Zhao Fengqing envied this woman a little. Because when Zhong Ding looked at her, he had deep love, a love that was not hidden at all. It seemed that she was the only one he cared about in the world.
Young Master Jia's shin bones are still aching.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, apologized to Qiao Ling and his female companion, and then returned to the room.
"snort."
Zhao Fengqing turned and smiled at him, "Yes, sir."
So, the game was over.
"That's right." Qiao Ling's female companion felt the same way about the words "hard work" and whispered, "The richer the person, the more that."
"come over."
Which one is that
She turned and walked towards the women's locker room. After a few steps, she turned back and said, "Jiang Jing."
The woman lowered her head due to his gaze and hurried out.
"Jiang Yin." Qiao Ling put his hand on Jiang Yin's shoulder. "Let me introduce you to Zhong Ding, whose courtesy name is God of Wealth. If we play cards with him, we will definitely win."
Zhao Fengqing thought that he still preferred Jiang Jing's coldness. Although the temperature was low, at least he was still in the human world.
"Playing cards."
Jiang Jing was a little impatient, "Zhao Fengqing."
Zhao Fengqing yawned, "Boss Jiang, I really want to sleep."
"Come over to Yougenglou."
Zhong Ding and the woman turned and went in another direction.
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
"You've been sleeping in the car for two hours." Jiang Jing looked at the lake outside the window and threw out the bait, "Come and play cards. All the winnings will be yours."
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
"You've been sleeping in the car for two hours." Jiang Jing looked at the lake outside the window and threw out the bait, "Come and play cards. All the winnings will be yours."
Qiao Ling looked at Zhao Fengqing with interest.
She answered in the same voice: "Because I didn't bring it."
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia looked away.
Qiao Ling asked Jiang Jing for his opinion.
"real?"
Jiang Jing threw down his cards, "Even if you're lucky, you have to stop when you're done."
Zhao Fengqing turned and smiled at him, "Yes, sir."
"Um."
After the woman went out, Jiang Jing locked the lock of the locker room.
Zhao Fengqing slapped his forehead and said, "The Jiang guy just keeps pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing. What the hell is that?"
"I didn't bring a swimsuit." The trip was so rushed that she didn't have time to take care of many things.
Zhao Fengqing went. After buying the pair of shoes, she was already a pauper, so any money she could earn was good.
When she arrived, the table was short of one player.
She was used to it. These days, she put a warm pack on her belly button to keep warm.
Zhao Fengqing suddenly thought that maybe it was because he had slept with her for so long that it was no longer new, so he didn't spoil her anymore.
Walking up the mountain from the villa, we reached the hot spring area. Qiao Ling took his female companion with him.
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia's eyes were focused on her exposed legs.
However, if he always doted on her, she would be reluctant to leave. The feeling of being loved was really good. It was as if he was there even if the sky fell. No matter what happened, she would look back and see him, and she would feel relieved.
When she arrived, the table was short of one player.
She asked unhappily, "What for?"
She smiled, a fake smile. "I tolerated you these days, not because I was afraid of you, but because I wanted to leave a peaceful ending for us. Let's part ways in peace, understand?" After all, he had been so good to her.
The focus of Jiang Jing and Qiao Ling's conversation was on their latest cooperation project, and they did not pay attention to the idle chatter between the women beside them.
She glared at him as he checked out, then glared at the suit. This style made her look at least ten years older.
The moment Jiang Jing saw her, his eyes instantly turned cold.
She glared at him as he checked out, then glared at the suit. This style made her look at least ten years older.
Zhao Fengqing joked, "Boss Jiang, this is the women's locker room."
She was used to it. These days, she put a warm pack on her belly button to keep warm.
Just after I finished complaining, Jiang Jing called me and asked, "Have you changed it?"
The moment Jiang Jing saw her, his eyes instantly turned cold.
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
"Come over to Yougenglou."
He didn't even smile on her birthday, even though she had given him a hint about what day her birthday was.
Zhao Fengqing slapped his forehead and said, "The Jiang guy just keeps pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing. What the hell is that?"
He glanced at her thighs and said, "Go buy some pants."
"Of course." Otherwise, why would she work so hard every night
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia's eyes were focused on her exposed legs.
When Zhong Ding looked at the woman, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into the warmth of spring. He curled his eyes and played with her fingers.
Jiang Jing turned his head and whispered in her ear, "Why aren't you wearing long pants?"
Jiang Jing took Zhao Fengqing's hand and said, "Let's take a hot spring bath first, and then go buy some trousers."
She had been calling Jiang Jing a psychopath all day long, but now that she thought about it, that wasn't quite accurate. The word "pervert" could better reveal his shameless behavior of always starting with his legs when having sex.
Jiang Jing and Zhong Ding briefly greeted each other.
Zhao Fengqing folded his hands and asked Jiang Jing, "Boss Jiang, do you have any other activities that require my company?"
Jiang Jing shot two cold rays of light towards them.
Pooh.
Just after I finished complaining, Jiang Jing called me and asked, "Have you changed it?"
Qiao Ling looked at Zhao Fengqing with interest.
Anyway, in two days, the road will return to the road, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the rivers and lakes will never see each other again.
"That's right." Qiao Ling's female companion felt the same way about the words "hard work" and whispered, "The richer the person, the more that."
When Jiang Jing kicked him first, Gongzi Jia thought it was an accident. When he kicked him the second time, Gongzi Jia became suspicious. When he kicked him the third time, Gongzi Jia understood.
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia looked away.
Zhong Ding and the woman turned and went in another direction.
Zhao Fengqing thought that he still preferred Jiang Jing's coldness. Although the temperature was low, at least he was still in the human world.
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia's eyes were focused on her exposed legs.
Qiao Ling said: "It's a bit cold today."
"Playing cards."
The moment Jiang Jing saw her, his eyes instantly turned cold.
But he couldn't help his lustful heart, and his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Zhao Fengqing.
Jiang Jing shot two cold rays of light towards them.
Young Master A nodded, "The temperature is relatively low."
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia looked away.
Zhao Fengqing sat next to Jiang Jing, his eyes raised, "Boss Jiang, win more money for me."
She smiled, a fake smile. "I tolerated you these days, not because I was afraid of you, but because I wanted to leave a peaceful ending for us. Let's part ways in peace, understand?" After all, he had been so good to her.
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
Qiao Ling said: "It's a bit cold today."
She ignored him and went into the women's locker room.
Zhao Fengqing suddenly thought that maybe it was because he had slept with her for so long that it was no longer new, so he didn't spoil her anymore.
The couple sat down at the card table.
Jiang Jing turned his head and whispered in her ear, "Why aren't you wearing long pants?"
Since he brought it up, she didn't refuse.
"I didn't bring a swimsuit." The trip was so rushed that she didn't have time to take care of many things.
She was used to it. These days, she put a warm pack on her belly button to keep warm.
As a result, he coldly ordered a cake and coldly wished her a happy birthday.
Inside, there was a woman. She was obviously startled, holding the bath towel tightly, and staring at the two people who suddenly came in warily.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
Jiang Jing shot two cold rays of light towards them.
Zhong Ding and the woman turned and went in another direction.
She answered in the same voice: "Because I didn't bring it."
When Jiang Jing kicked him first, Gongzi Jia thought it was an accident. When he kicked him the second time, Gongzi Jia became suspicious. When he kicked him the third time, Gongzi Jia understood.
She took off her clothes and put on a dress.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
"Where are the pantyhose?"
"I have a skirt."
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
"I have a skirt."
He listened and looked at her quietly.
Young Master A nodded, "The temperature is relatively low."
Zhao Fengqing suddenly thought that maybe it was because he had slept with her for so long that it was no longer new, so he didn't spoil her anymore.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
"Neither did I."
Young Master Jia understood.
When Jiang Jing kicked him first, Gongzi Jia thought it was an accident. When he kicked him the second time, Gongzi Jia became suspicious. When he kicked him the third time, Gongzi Jia understood.
However, if he always doted on her, she would be reluctant to leave. The feeling of being loved was really good. It was as if he was there even if the sky fell. No matter what happened, she would look back and see him, and she would feel relieved.
He hugged a slightly plump woman. The woman had a classical and graceful appearance. She was wrapped tightly and snuggled up to Zhong Ding. When she smiled, she showed a small fang.
His face darkened immediately.
Prince A played a few games and wanted to withdraw.
The bad nature of men.
Jiang Jing’s coldness is like ice and snow.
After a while, the last couple came in.
"I didn't bring a swimsuit." The trip was so rushed that she didn't have time to take care of many things.
Some of the tea splashed onto her pants.
"I didn't bring a swimsuit." The trip was so rushed that she didn't have time to take care of many things.
When Zhong Ding looked at the woman, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into the warmth of spring. He curled his eyes and played with her fingers.
"What are you doing over there?" She stared at the side as if he was right next to her.
After the woman went out, Jiang Jing locked the lock of the locker room.
So she looked at Jiang Jing.
Zhao Fengqing looked over and her eyes fixed. She liked men with a cold temperament the most, who seemed to have many unknown depths. The one who came was him.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but stare twice more and said, "His profile is so handsome."
When he saw the first store, Zhao Fengqing saw Zhong Ding and his woman inside through the shop window.
He didn't know if he sensed her gaze, but he glanced at her.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to lose his temper, but he held back.
In fact, Jiang Jing had a very good temper in the past few months. Although his face was always stern, he loved her very much. The closer it got to February, the more unstable his mood became.
Qiao Ling smiled, "Zhong Caishen, we've been waiting for you."
She seized the opportunity to mock him, "Mr. Jiang actually indulges in such distractions."
"Jiang Yin." Qiao Ling put his hand on Jiang Yin's shoulder. "Let me introduce you to Zhong Ding, whose courtesy name is God of Wealth. If we play cards with him, we will definitely win."
She kept smiling about it.
Young Master A laughed out loud.
"Zhao Fengqing." He raised his voice slightly.
"Where are the pantyhose?"
"I have a skirt."
"come over."
Since he brought it up, she didn't refuse.
Qiao Ling's female companion clearly saw the shape of Zhao Fengqing's lips. Her face turned pale and she glanced at Qiao Ling.
The couple sat down at the card table.
Qiao Ling looked at Zhao Fengqing with interest.
Jiang Jing took Zhao Fengqing's hand and said, "Let's take a hot spring bath first, and then go buy some trousers."
Jiang Jing shot two cold rays of light towards them.
"Where are the pantyhose?"
Zhao Fengqing narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, Zhong Ding no longer had any gloomy air, his eyes were filled with spring warmth and blossoming flowers.
Prince A played a few games and wanted to withdraw.
She took off her clothes and put on a dress.
During the meal, Zhao Fengqing accidentally knocked over the tea, which flowed down the edge of the table.
"Jiang Yin." Qiao Ling put his hand on Jiang Yin's shoulder. "Let me introduce you to Zhong Ding, whose courtesy name is God of Wealth. If we play cards with him, we will definitely win."
Qiao Ling looked at Zhao Fengqing with interest.
She answered in the same voice: "Because I didn't bring it."
Which one is that
The couple sat down at the card table.
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia's eyes were focused on her exposed legs.
Jiang Jing and Zhong Ding briefly greeted each other.
Young Master A nodded, "The temperature is relatively low."
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to lose his temper, but he held back.
He was kicked a few more times.
"Jiang Yin." Qiao Ling put his hand on Jiang Yin's shoulder. "Let me introduce you to Zhong Ding, whose courtesy name is God of Wealth. If we play cards with him, we will definitely win."
Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding secretly.
Some of the tea splashed onto her pants.
Zhao Fengqing slapped his forehead and said, "The Jiang guy just keeps pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing. What the hell is that?"
He followed in.
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
"snort."
She ignored him and went into the women's locker room.
So, the game was over.
Who cares about his blessing? She even wanted to throw the cake directly on his stinky face.
This man is very handsome and has a very cold temperament.
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to lose his temper, but he held back.
She asked unhappily, "What for?"
"I didn't bring a swimsuit." The trip was so rushed that she didn't have time to take care of many things.
"Neither did I."
Who cares about his blessing? She even wanted to throw the cake directly on his stinky face.
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
Jiang Jing shot two cold rays of light towards them.
But it’s different from Jiang Jing.
"Zhao Fengqing." He raised his voice slightly.
When they were about to reach the women's locker room, Zhao Fengqing took the swimsuit bag, glanced at the big red and blue flowers, and said, "Boss Jiang, didn't your girlfriend complain to you about your swimsuit taste before?"
Jiang Jing’s coldness is like ice and snow.
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
Zhao Fengqing didn't understand at first, but after a while, she suddenly realized.
Jiang Jing shot two cold rays of light towards them.
What Zhong Ding was thinking about was the underworld, which was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
When he saw the first store, Zhao Fengqing saw Zhong Ding and his woman inside through the shop window.
She sneered, "Stay away from me. The temperature around me can rise by more than ten degrees."
This man is very handsome and has a very cold temperament.
He hugged a slightly plump woman. The woman had a classical and graceful appearance. She was wrapped tightly and snuggled up to Zhong Ding. When she smiled, she showed a small fang.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
Jiang Jing looked at the frightened woman. He recognized her as the chubby girl from Zhong Ding's family.
The woman lowered her head due to his gaze and hurried out.
Zhao Fengqing looked over and her eyes fixed. She liked men with a cold temperament the most, who seemed to have many unknown depths. The one who came was him.
Some of the tea splashed onto her pants.
Young Master Jia understood.
When Zhong Ding looked at the woman, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into the warmth of spring. He curled his eyes and played with her fingers.
He hugged a slightly plump woman. The woman had a classical and graceful appearance. She was wrapped tightly and snuggled up to Zhong Ding. When she smiled, she showed a small fang.
The focus of Jiang Jing and Qiao Ling's conversation was on their latest cooperation project, and they did not pay attention to the idle chatter between the women beside them.
He left quickly, not daring to look again.
Zhao Fengqing thought that he still preferred Jiang Jing's coldness. Although the temperature was low, at least he was still in the human world.
However, if he always doted on her, she would be reluctant to leave. The feeling of being loved was really good. It was as if he was there even if the sky fell. No matter what happened, she would look back and see him, and she would feel relieved.
Prince A played a few games and wanted to withdraw.
"I always coax you well, and I'm afraid you'll feel hurt, so I hold it in even if it means I explode." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the shallow stream suddenly swirled, filled with darkness. "Actually, what kind of man do you like? Tell me, and I can act. Someone like Zhong Ding? Really?"
Seeing Jiang Jing win two games, she laughed, "Boss Jiang is really lucky in gambling."
Zhao Fengqing looked at his gloomy face and said helplessly, "Boss Jiang, how have I failed to serve you well to make you so angry?"
But it’s different from Jiang Jing.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
"I have a skirt."
When Jiang Jing kicked him first, Gongzi Jia thought it was an accident. When he kicked him the second time, Gongzi Jia became suspicious. When he kicked him the third time, Gongzi Jia understood.
"real?"
His face had not turned black since it first turned black, and it even had a tendency to get darker.
I searched the bag again, trying to find my panties and socks, but couldn't find them. I guess I forgot about them.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
She had been calling Jiang Jing a psychopath all day long, but now that she thought about it, that wasn't quite accurate. The word "pervert" could better reveal his shameless behavior of always starting with his legs when having sex.
Jiang Jing looked at the frightened woman. He recognized her as the chubby girl from Zhong Ding's family.
Jiang Jing seemed to understand and turned his head away from her.
"What are you doing over there?" She stared at the side as if he was right next to her.
She took off her clothes and put on a dress.
Zhao Fengqing went. After buying the pair of shoes, she was already a pauper, so any money she could earn was good.
She kept smiling about it.
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
Young Master A laughed out loud.
After the woman went out, Jiang Jing locked the lock of the locker room.
Zhao Fengqing narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, Zhong Ding no longer had any gloomy air, his eyes were filled with spring warmth and blossoming flowers.
Zhao Fengqing narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, Zhong Ding no longer had any gloomy air, his eyes were filled with spring warmth and blossoming flowers.
However, if he always doted on her, she would be reluctant to leave. The feeling of being loved was really good. It was as if he was there even if the sky fell. No matter what happened, she would look back and see him, and she would feel relieved.
She asked unhappily, "What for?"
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia's eyes were focused on her exposed legs.
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
"Jiang Yin." Qiao Ling put his hand on Jiang Yin's shoulder. "Let me introduce you to Zhong Ding, whose courtesy name is God of Wealth. If we play cards with him, we will definitely win."
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, apologized to Qiao Ling and his female companion, and then returned to the room.
He listened and looked at her quietly.
The focus of Jiang Jing and Qiao Ling's conversation was on their latest cooperation project, and they did not pay attention to the idle chatter between the women beside them.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
At this time, Master Jia passed by and glanced at Zhao Fengqing.
I searched the bag again, trying to find my panties and socks, but couldn't find them. I guess I forgot about them.
She kept smiling about it.
"Um."
Zhao Fengqing looked over and her eyes fixed. She liked men with a cold temperament the most, who seemed to have many unknown depths. The one who came was him.
While playing, Zhong Ding turned around, touched the woman's forehead affectionately, and whispered something. His voice was too low, and no one except the woman could hear it.
Qiao Ling's female companion's heart skipped a beat. She was afraid of getting into trouble, so she didn't dare to say anything.
She asked unhappily, "What for?"
Zhao Fengqing narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, Zhong Ding no longer had any gloomy air, his eyes were filled with spring warmth and blossoming flowers.
He followed in.
Zhao Fengqing yawned, "Boss Jiang, I really want to sleep."
After a while, the last couple came in.
Young Master A laughed out loud.
He listened and looked at her quietly.
Zhao Fengqing yawned, "Boss Jiang, I really want to sleep."
When she arrived, the table was short of one player.
"Zhao Fengqing, behave yourself." A cold voice sounded beside him. It was Jiang Jing's.
He followed in.
I searched the bag again, trying to find my panties and socks, but couldn't find them. I guess I forgot about them.
Jiang Jing had no expression on his face. "Go change it."
Since he brought it up, she didn't refuse.
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
Jiang Jing threw down his cards, "Even if you're lucky, you have to stop when you're done."
Jiang Jing took Zhao Fengqing's hand and said, "Let's take a hot spring bath first, and then go buy some trousers."
Zhao Fengqing turned and smiled at him, "Yes, sir."
"I have a skirt."
But it’s different from Jiang Jing.
During the card game, Gongzi Jia peeked at Zhao Fengqing several times, and Jiang Jing also kicked Gongzi Jia several times under the table.
Qiao Ling's female companion clearly saw the shape of Zhao Fengqing's lips. Her face turned pale and she glanced at Qiao Ling.
When he saw the first store, Zhao Fengqing saw Zhong Ding and his woman inside through the shop window.
She took off her clothes and put on a dress.
Walking up the mountain from the villa, we reached the hot spring area. Qiao Ling took his female companion with him.
Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but stare twice more and said, "His profile is so handsome."
In fact, Jiang Jing had a very good temper in the past few months. Although his face was always stern, he loved her very much. The closer it got to February, the more unstable his mood became.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to lose his temper, but he held back.
"Playing cards."
She seized the opportunity to mock him, "Mr. Jiang actually indulges in such distractions."
He didn't even smile on her birthday, even though she had given him a hint about what day her birthday was.
But it’s different from Jiang Jing.
Which one is that
"Where are the pantyhose?"
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
Jiang Jing and Zhong Ding briefly greeted each other.
"Zhao Fengqing." He raised his voice slightly.
She seized the opportunity to mock him, "Mr. Jiang actually indulges in such distractions."
"I have a skirt."
As a result, he coldly ordered a cake and coldly wished her a happy birthday.
But it’s different from Jiang Jing.
I searched the bag again, trying to find my panties and socks, but couldn't find them. I guess I forgot about them.
Qiao Ling and Gongzi Jia's eyes were focused on her exposed legs.
At this time, Master Jia passed by and glanced at Zhao Fengqing.
Young Master Jia's shin bones are still aching.
Walking up the mountain from the villa, we reached the hot spring area. Qiao Ling took his female companion with him.
The focus of Jiang Jing and Qiao Ling's conversation was on their latest cooperation project, and they did not pay attention to the idle chatter between the women beside them.
Zhao Fengqing made way and smiled at the woman.
Who cares about his blessing? She even wanted to throw the cake directly on his stinky face.
To be honest, Zhao Fengqing envied this woman a little. Because when Zhong Ding looked at her, he had deep love, a love that was not hidden at all. It seemed that she was the only one he cared about in the world.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
"Um."
He followed in.
However, if he always doted on her, she would be reluctant to leave. The feeling of being loved was really good. It was as if he was there even if the sky fell. No matter what happened, she would look back and see him, and she would feel relieved.
His face darkened immediately.
She smiled, a fake smile. "I tolerated you these days, not because I was afraid of you, but because I wanted to leave a peaceful ending for us. Let's part ways in peace, understand?" After all, he had been so good to her.
"Come over to Yougenglou."
"I always coax you well, and I'm afraid you'll feel hurt, so I hold it in even if it means I explode." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the shallow stream suddenly swirled, filled with darkness. "Actually, what kind of man do you like? Tell me, and I can act. Someone like Zhong Ding? Really?"
During the meal, Zhao Fengqing accidentally knocked over the tea, which flowed down the edge of the table.
After the woman went out, Jiang Jing locked the lock of the locker room.
When Zhong Ding looked at the woman, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into the warmth of spring. He curled his eyes and played with her fingers.
Zhao Fengqing suddenly thought that maybe it was because he had slept with her for so long that it was no longer new, so he didn't spoil her anymore.
She answered in the same voice: "Because I didn't bring it."
Jiang Jing was quick-witted and used a napkin to catch it.
The bad nature of men.
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
"That's right." Qiao Ling's female companion felt the same way about the words "hard work" and whispered, "The richer the person, the more that."
What Zhong Ding was thinking about was the underworld, which was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
Pooh.
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
After a while, the last couple came in.
Since he brought it up, she didn't refuse.
Zhao Fengqing slapped his forehead and said, "The Jiang guy just keeps pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing. What the hell is that?"
So she looked at Jiang Jing.
He glanced at her thighs and said, "Go buy some pants."
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, apologized to Qiao Ling and his female companion, and then returned to the room.
Prince A played a few games and wanted to withdraw.
His face darkened immediately.
"Playing cards."
He hugged a slightly plump woman. The woman had a classical and graceful appearance. She was wrapped tightly and snuggled up to Zhong Ding. When she smiled, she showed a small fang.
The moment Jiang Jing saw her, his eyes instantly turned cold.
"Neither did I."
Jiang Jing and Zhong Ding briefly greeted each other.
Qiao Ling asked Jiang Jing for his opinion.
Seeing Jiang Jing win two games, she laughed, "Boss Jiang is really lucky in gambling."
Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but stare twice more and said, "His profile is so handsome."
After a while, the last couple came in.
Jiang Jing threw down his cards, "Even if you're lucky, you have to stop when you're done."
Zhao Fengqing sat next to Jiang Jing, his eyes raised, "Boss Jiang, win more money for me."
Zhao Fengqing narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, Zhong Ding no longer had any gloomy air, his eyes were filled with spring warmth and blossoming flowers.
Qiao Ling's female companion's heart skipped a beat. She was afraid of getting into trouble, so she didn't dare to say anything.
"You've been sleeping in the car for two hours." Jiang Jing looked at the lake outside the window and threw out the bait, "Come and play cards. All the winnings will be yours."
Zhao Fengqing turned and smiled at him, "Yes, sir."
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
"come over."
Qiao Ling asked Jiang Jing for his opinion.
So, the game was over.
"real?"
Zhao Fengqing looked at his gloomy face and said helplessly, "Boss Jiang, how have I failed to serve you well to make you so angry?"
Walking up the mountain from the villa, we reached the hot spring area. Qiao Ling took his female companion with him.
When she arrived, the table was short of one player.
"Um."
Zhao Fengqing yawned, "Boss Jiang, I really want to sleep."
However, the meal was not yet finished, and she could not leave the table to change.
But he couldn't help his lustful heart, and his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Zhao Fengqing.
After the woman went out, Jiang Jing locked the lock of the locker room.
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
Zhong Ding and the woman turned and went in another direction.
Young Master Jia understood.
She answered in the same voice: "Because I didn't bring it."
Just after I finished complaining, Jiang Jing called me and asked, "Have you changed it?"
Qiao Ling looked at Zhao Fengqing with interest.
She seized the opportunity to mock him, "Mr. Jiang actually indulges in such distractions."
Jiang Jing seemed to understand and turned his head away from her.
However, if he always doted on her, she would be reluctant to leave. The feeling of being loved was really good. It was as if he was there even if the sky fell. No matter what happened, she would look back and see him, and she would feel relieved.
His face darkened immediately.
Zhao Fengqing folded his hands and asked Jiang Jing, "Boss Jiang, do you have any other activities that require my company?"
He didn't know if he sensed her gaze, but he glanced at her.
Zhao Fengqing went. After buying the pair of shoes, she was already a pauper, so any money she could earn was good.
Zhao Fengqing shook her head and looked down at her pants. She was wearing light brown trousers, and the tea stain on this one was very obvious. It was also wet and uncomfortable to wear.
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
He glanced at her thighs and said, "Go buy some pants."
Zhao Fengqing went. After buying the pair of shoes, she was already a pauper, so any money she could earn was good.
Walking up the mountain from the villa, we reached the hot spring area. Qiao Ling took his female companion with him.
"I have a skirt."
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
Seeing Jiang Jing win two games, she laughed, "Boss Jiang is really lucky in gambling."
"Zhao Fengqing, behave yourself." A cold voice sounded beside him. It was Jiang Jing's.
When he saw the first store, Zhao Fengqing saw Zhong Ding and his woman inside through the shop window.
Qiao Ling looked at Zhao Fengqing with interest.
"Where are the pantyhose?"
When Zhong Ding looked at the woman, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into the warmth of spring. He curled his eyes and played with her fingers.
He tried to keep his tone calm, "It's ten degrees outside, you have bare thighs, you are not afraid of freezing to death."
Zhao Fengqing slapped his forehead and said, "The Jiang guy just keeps pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing. What the hell is that?"
Young Master Jia understood.
"I didn't bring a swimsuit." The trip was so rushed that she didn't have time to take care of many things.
So Jiang Yin took her to the shop in the villa.
Qiao Ling's female companion clearly saw the shape of Zhao Fengqing's lips. Her face turned pale and she glanced at Qiao Ling.
She sneered, "Stay away from me. The temperature around me can rise by more than ten degrees."
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to lose his temper, but he held back.
He hugged a slightly plump woman. The woman had a classical and graceful appearance. She was wrapped tightly and snuggled up to Zhong Ding. When she smiled, she showed a small fang.
I searched the bag again, trying to find my panties and socks, but couldn't find them. I guess I forgot about them.
After a while, the last couple came in.
He glanced at her thighs and said, "Go buy some pants."
She left in a hurry today and didn't have time to think about the matching clothes when she was packing, so she chose a simple dress.
The couple sat down at the card table.
At this time, Master Jia passed by and glanced at Zhao Fengqing.
Anyway, in two days, the road will return to the road, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the rivers and lakes will never see each other again.
"Zhao Fengqing, behave yourself." A cold voice sounded beside him. It was Jiang Jing's.
His face had not turned black since it first turned black, and it even had a tendency to get darker.
The woman lowered her head due to his gaze and hurried out.
Zhao Fengqing narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, Zhong Ding no longer had any gloomy air, his eyes were filled with spring warmth and blossoming flowers.
When they were about to reach the women's locker room, Zhao Fengqing took the swimsuit bag, glanced at the big red and blue flowers, and said, "Boss Jiang, didn't your girlfriend complain to you about your swimsuit taste before?"
Zhao Fengqing shook her head and looked down at her pants. She was wearing light brown trousers, and the tea stain on this one was very obvious. It was also wet and uncomfortable to wear.
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, apologized to Qiao Ling and his female companion, and then returned to the room.
After the woman went out, Jiang Jing locked the lock of the locker room.
"Um."
Young Master Jia understood.
"Zhao Fengqing." He raised his voice slightly.
"You've been sleeping in the car for two hours." Jiang Jing looked at the lake outside the window and threw out the bait, "Come and play cards. All the winnings will be yours."
"come over."
Zhao Fengqing smiled, apologized to Qiao Ling and his female companion, and then returned to the room.
But it’s different from Jiang Jing.
But he couldn't help his lustful heart, and his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Zhao Fengqing.
Zhao Fengqing joked, "Boss Jiang, this is the women's locker room."
During the card game, Gongzi Jia peeked at Zhao Fengqing several times, and Jiang Jing also kicked Gongzi Jia several times under the table.
"Zhao Fengqing." He raised his voice slightly.
She glared at him as he checked out, then glared at the suit. This style made her look at least ten years older.
As a result, he coldly ordered a cake and coldly wished her a happy birthday.
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
Some of the tea splashed onto her pants.
When she arrived, the table was short of one player.
"Jiang Yin." Qiao Ling put his hand on Jiang Yin's shoulder. "Let me introduce you to Zhong Ding, whose courtesy name is God of Wealth. If we play cards with him, we will definitely win."
The woman lowered her head due to his gaze and hurried out.
When Jiang Jing kicked him first, Gongzi Jia thought it was an accident. When he kicked him the second time, Gongzi Jia became suspicious. When he kicked him the third time, Gongzi Jia understood.
Qiao Ling smiled, "Zhong Caishen, we've been waiting for you."
He left quickly, not daring to look again.
"Jiang Yin." Qiao Ling put his hand on Jiang Yin's shoulder. "Let me introduce you to Zhong Ding, whose courtesy name is God of Wealth. If we play cards with him, we will definitely win."
"Um."
But he couldn't help his lustful heart, and his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Zhao Fengqing.
In fact, Jiang Jing had a very good temper in the past few months. Although his face was always stern, he loved her very much. The closer it got to February, the more unstable his mood became.
She turned and walked towards the women's locker room. After a few steps, she turned back and said, "Jiang Jing."
Just after I finished complaining, Jiang Jing called me and asked, "Have you changed it?"
He was kicked a few more times.
Zhao Fengqing went. After buying the pair of shoes, she was already a pauper, so any money she could earn was good.
She was used to it. These days, she put a warm pack on her belly button to keep warm.
Zhao Fengqing narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, Zhong Ding no longer had any gloomy air, his eyes were filled with spring warmth and blossoming flowers.
Young Master A laughed out loud.
This man is very handsome and has a very cold temperament.
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but stare twice more and said, "His profile is so handsome."
Young Master Jia's shin bones are still aching.
"I always coax you well, and I'm afraid you'll feel hurt, so I hold it in even if it means I explode." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the shallow stream suddenly swirled, filled with darkness. "Actually, what kind of man do you like? Tell me, and I can act. Someone like Zhong Ding? Really?"
However, the meal was not yet finished, and she could not leave the table to change.
Just after I finished complaining, Jiang Jing called me and asked, "Have you changed it?"
Young Master A nodded, "The temperature is relatively low."
She wanted to pick a bikini, but Jiang Jing chose a middle-aged style one for her.
Jiang Jing was a little impatient, "Zhao Fengqing."
Jiang Jing took Zhao Fengqing's hand and said, "Let's take a hot spring bath first, and then go buy some trousers."
After the woman went out, Jiang Jing locked the lock of the locker room.
He left quickly, not daring to look again.
Zhao Fengqing suddenly thought that maybe it was because he had slept with her for so long that it was no longer new, so he didn't spoil her anymore.
She kept smiling about it.
His face darkened immediately.
"Playing cards."
Jiang Jing took Zhao Fengqing's hand and said, "Let's take a hot spring bath first, and then go buy some trousers."
Zhao Fengqing folded his hands and asked Jiang Jing, "Boss Jiang, do you have any other activities that require my company?"
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
"I didn't bring a swimsuit." The trip was so rushed that she didn't have time to take care of many things.
Young Master Jia's shin bones are still aching.
She sneered, "Stay away from me. The temperature around me can rise by more than ten degrees."
Jiang Jing had no expression on his face. "Go change it."
She ignored him and went into the women's locker room.
Zhao Fengqing sat next to Jiang Jing, his eyes raised, "Boss Jiang, win more money for me."
Jiang Jing threw down his cards, "Even if you're lucky, you have to stop when you're done."
So Jiang Yin took her to the shop in the villa.
She wanted to pick a bikini, but Jiang Jing chose a middle-aged style one for her.
Jiang Jing seemed to understand and turned his head away from her.
Jiang Jing tightly grasped her hand and dragged her to another store.
When he saw the first store, Zhao Fengqing saw Zhong Ding and his woman inside through the shop window.
His face darkened immediately.
"Zhao Fengqing." He raised his voice slightly.
Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but stare twice more and said, "His profile is so handsome."
Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but stare twice more and said, "His profile is so handsome."
Qiao Ling's female companion clearly saw the shape of Zhao Fengqing's lips. Her face turned pale and she glanced at Qiao Ling.
So Jiang Yin took her to the shop in the villa.
Zhao Fengqing went. After buying the pair of shoes, she was already a pauper, so any money she could earn was good.
During the meal, Zhao Fengqing accidentally knocked over the tea, which flowed down the edge of the table.
Jiang Jing tightly grasped her hand and dragged her to another store.
He didn't even smile on her birthday, even though she had given him a hint about what day her birthday was.
When Zhong Ding looked at the woman, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into the warmth of spring. He curled his eyes and played with her fingers.
What Zhong Ding was thinking about was the underworld, which was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
But it’s different from Jiang Jing.
Jiang Jing was a little impatient, "Zhao Fengqing."
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to lose his temper, but he held back.
"I always coax you well, and I'm afraid you'll feel hurt, so I hold it in even if it means I explode." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the shallow stream suddenly swirled, filled with darkness. "Actually, what kind of man do you like? Tell me, and I can act. Someone like Zhong Ding? Really?"
"You've been sleeping in the car for two hours." Jiang Jing looked at the lake outside the window and threw out the bait, "Come and play cards. All the winnings will be yours."
Zhao Fengqing suddenly thought that maybe it was because he had slept with her for so long that it was no longer new, so he didn't spoil her anymore.
Anyway, in two days, the road will return to the road, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the rivers and lakes will never see each other again.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
When she arrived, the table was short of one player.
"Jiang Yin." Qiao Ling put his hand on Jiang Yin's shoulder. "Let me introduce you to Zhong Ding, whose courtesy name is God of Wealth. If we play cards with him, we will definitely win."
The richer you are, the more perverted you are.
She took off her clothes and put on a dress.
So Jiang Yin took her to the shop in the villa.
She seized the opportunity to mock him, "Mr. Jiang actually indulges in such distractions."
She wanted to pick a bikini, but Jiang Jing chose a middle-aged style one for her.
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
Who cares about his blessing? She even wanted to throw the cake directly on his stinky face.
Just after I finished complaining, Jiang Jing called me and asked, "Have you changed it?"
She glared at him as he checked out, then glared at the suit. This style made her look at least ten years older.
Zhao Fengqing didn't understand at first, but after a while, she suddenly realized.
During the card game, Gongzi Jia peeked at Zhao Fengqing several times, and Jiang Jing also kicked Gongzi Jia several times under the table.
Qiao Ling's female companion clearly saw the shape of Zhao Fengqing's lips. Her face turned pale and she glanced at Qiao Ling.
She cursed with her lips: "Pervert!"
When they were about to reach the women's locker room, Zhao Fengqing took the swimsuit bag, glanced at the big red and blue flowers, and said, "Boss Jiang, didn't your girlfriend complain to you about your swimsuit taste before?"
He listened and looked at her quietly.
He tried to keep his tone calm, "It's ten degrees outside, you have bare thighs, you are not afraid of freezing to death."
"I didn't bring a swimsuit." The trip was so rushed that she didn't have time to take care of many things.
Jiang Jing had no expression on his face. "Go change it."
In fact, Jiang Jing had a very good temper in the past few months. Although his face was always stern, he loved her very much. The closer it got to February, the more unstable his mood became.
Young Master Jia understood.
"Where are the pantyhose?"
She took off her clothes and put on a dress.
His face had not turned black since it first turned black, and it even had a tendency to get darker.
While playing, Zhong Ding turned around, touched the woman's forehead affectionately, and whispered something. His voice was too low, and no one except the woman could hear it.
She turned and walked towards the women's locker room. After a few steps, she turned back and said, "Jiang Jing."
Jiang Jing was quick-witted and used a napkin to catch it.
She left in a hurry today and didn't have time to think about the matching clothes when she was packing, so she chose a simple dress.
During the meal, Zhao Fengqing accidentally knocked over the tea, which flowed down the edge of the table.
Zhao Fengqing made way and smiled at the woman.
When Jiang Jing kicked him first, Gongzi Jia thought it was an accident. When he kicked him the second time, Gongzi Jia became suspicious. When he kicked him the third time, Gongzi Jia understood.
This was the rare time she called him by his name.
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
While playing, Zhong Ding turned around, touched the woman's forehead affectionately, and whispered something. His voice was too low, and no one except the woman could hear it.
Zhong Ding and the woman turned and went in another direction.
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
When she arrived, the table was short of one player.
He listened and looked at her quietly.
Jiang Jing’s coldness is like ice and snow.
Jiang Jing seemed to understand and turned his head away from her.
Just after I finished complaining, Jiang Jing called me and asked, "Have you changed it?"
She smiled, a fake smile. "I tolerated you these days, not because I was afraid of you, but because I wanted to leave a peaceful ending for us. Let's part ways in peace, understand?" After all, he had been so good to her.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
During the card game, Gongzi Jia peeked at Zhao Fengqing several times, and Jiang Jing also kicked Gongzi Jia several times under the table.
Zhao Fengqing folded his hands and asked Jiang Jing, "Boss Jiang, do you have any other activities that require my company?"
Zhao Fengqing sat next to Jiang Jing, his eyes raised, "Boss Jiang, win more money for me."
Zhong Ding and the woman turned and went in another direction.
Qiao Ling said: "It's a bit cold today."
She had been calling Jiang Jing a psychopath all day long, but now that she thought about it, that wasn't quite accurate. The word "pervert" could better reveal his shameless behavior of always starting with his legs when having sex.
"Zhao Fengqing." He raised his voice slightly.
Jiang Jing took Zhao Fengqing's hand and said, "Let's take a hot spring bath first, and then go buy some trousers."
She glared at him as he checked out, then glared at the suit. This style made her look at least ten years older.
Jiang Jing was quick-witted and used a napkin to catch it.
After a while, the last couple came in.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
She ignored him and went into the women's locker room.
Zhao Fengqing shook her head and looked down at her pants. She was wearing light brown trousers, and the tea stain on this one was very obvious. It was also wet and uncomfortable to wear.
"Of course." Otherwise, why would she work so hard every night
Who cares about his blessing? She even wanted to throw the cake directly on his stinky face.
Qiao Ling asked Jiang Jing for his opinion.
Zhao Fengqing slapped his forehead and said, "The Jiang guy just keeps pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing. What the hell is that?"
Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding secretly.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
"Playing cards."
He followed in.
Jiang Jing took Zhao Fengqing's hand and said, "Let's take a hot spring bath first, and then go buy some trousers."
Jiang Jing tightly grasped her hand and dragged her to another store.
She wanted to pick a bikini, but Jiang Jing chose a middle-aged style one for her.
Inside, there was a woman. She was obviously startled, holding the bath towel tightly, and staring at the two people who suddenly came in warily.
Zhao Fengqing suddenly thought that maybe it was because he had slept with her for so long that it was no longer new, so he didn't spoil her anymore.
Young Master A laughed out loud.
When he saw the first store, Zhao Fengqing saw Zhong Ding and his woman inside through the shop window.
But it’s different from Jiang Jing.
Zhao Fengqing went. After buying the pair of shoes, she was already a pauper, so any money she could earn was good.
During the card game, Gongzi Jia peeked at Zhao Fengqing several times, and Jiang Jing also kicked Gongzi Jia several times under the table.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
Zhao Fengqing joked, "Boss Jiang, this is the women's locker room."
The bad nature of men.
But he couldn't help his lustful heart, and his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Zhao Fengqing.
During the meal, Zhao Fengqing accidentally knocked over the tea, which flowed down the edge of the table.
Jiang Jing looked at the frightened woman. He recognized her as the chubby girl from Zhong Ding's family.
"snort."
However, Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding and the slightly plump woman and seemed to not care about winning or losing at all.
When he saw the first store, Zhao Fengqing saw Zhong Ding and his woman inside through the shop window.
Qiao Ling's female companion clearly saw the shape of Zhao Fengqing's lips. Her face turned pale and she glanced at Qiao Ling.
Prince A played a few games and wanted to withdraw.
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
Qiao Ling smiled, "Zhong Caishen, we've been waiting for you."
The woman lowered her head due to his gaze and hurried out.
Jiang Jing was a little impatient, "Zhao Fengqing."
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
Zhong Ding and the woman turned and went in another direction.
Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding secretly.
"real?"
Jiang Jing turned his head and whispered in her ear, "Why aren't you wearing long pants?"
"What are you doing over there?" She stared at the side as if he was right next to her.
"Are you burned?" Jiang Jing said the gentlest words he had said in recent days.
Zhao Fengqing made way and smiled at the woman.
"Come over to Yougenglou."
But he couldn't help his lustful heart, and his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Zhao Fengqing.
Pooh.
He didn't know if he sensed her gaze, but he glanced at her.
Jiang Jing shot two cold rays of light towards them.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
"Zhao Fengqing." He raised his voice slightly.
To be honest, Zhao Fengqing envied this woman a little. Because when Zhong Ding looked at her, he had deep love, a love that was not hidden at all. It seemed that she was the only one he cared about in the world.
But it’s different from Jiang Jing.
"Go change it." Jiang Jing said.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
His face darkened immediately.
After the woman went out, Jiang Jing locked the lock of the locker room.
He tried to keep his tone calm, "It's ten degrees outside, you have bare thighs, you are not afraid of freezing to death."
After the woman went out, Jiang Jing locked the lock of the locker room.
What Zhong Ding was thinking about was the underworld, which was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
Jiang Jing turned his head and whispered in her ear, "Why aren't you wearing long pants?"
Zhao Fengqing shook her head and looked down at her pants. She was wearing light brown trousers, and the tea stain on this one was very obvious. It was also wet and uncomfortable to wear.
So Jiang Yin took her to the shop in the villa.
Zhao Fengqing looked at his gloomy face and said helplessly, "Boss Jiang, how have I failed to serve you well to make you so angry?"
"I always coax you well, and I'm afraid you'll feel hurt, so I hold it in even if it means I explode." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the shallow stream suddenly swirled, filled with darkness. "Actually, what kind of man do you like? Tell me, and I can act. Someone like Zhong Ding? Really?"
She had been calling Jiang Jing a psychopath all day long, but now that she thought about it, that wasn't quite accurate. The word "pervert" could better reveal his shameless behavior of always starting with his legs when having sex.
"You've been sleeping in the car for two hours." Jiang Jing looked at the lake outside the window and threw out the bait, "Come and play cards. All the winnings will be yours."
Jiang Jing glanced at Master Jia indifferently.
His face had not turned black since it first turned black, and it even had a tendency to get darker.
"Do you think you have served me?" Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, his eyes as clear as a shallow stream.
While playing, Zhong Ding turned around, touched the woman's forehead affectionately, and whispered something. His voice was too low, and no one except the woman could hear it.
Zhao Fengqing looked at Zhong Ding secretly.
Some of the tea splashed onto her pants.
"Of course." Otherwise, why would she work so hard every night
During the card game, Gongzi Jia peeked at Zhao Fengqing several times, and Jiang Jing also kicked Gongzi Jia several times under the table.
Jiang Jing won several games in a row, while Zhong Ding lost several games in a row.
Zhao Fengqing sat next to Jiang Jing, his eyes raised, "Boss Jiang, win more money for me."
"Zhao Fengqing." He raised his voice slightly.
Zhao Fengqing yawned, "Boss Jiang, I really want to sleep."
"Jiang Yin." Qiao Ling put his hand on Jiang Yin's shoulder. "Let me introduce you to Zhong Ding, whose courtesy name is God of Wealth. If we play cards with him, we will definitely win."
"I always coax you well, and I'm afraid you'll feel hurt, so I hold it in even if it means I explode." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the shallow stream suddenly swirled, filled with darkness. "Actually, what kind of man do you like? Tell me, and I can act. Someone like Zhong Ding? Really?"
When Zhong Ding looked at the woman, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into the warmth of spring. He curled his eyes and played with her fingers.
Some of the tea splashed onto her pants.
Who cares about his blessing? She even wanted to throw the cake directly on his stinky face.
When he saw the first store, Zhao Fengqing saw Zhong Ding and his woman inside through the shop window.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, apologized to Qiao Ling and his female companion, and then returned to the room.