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When Jiang Xun got closer, he felt the light was even more dazzling. The man's body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of light, and his face could not be seen clearly.
"System, this person's luck light is too dazzling. Can I turn off his light temporarily?" Jiang Xun asked in his mind.
"Yes, it can be selectively blocked."
The system thoughtfully helped her adjust it. When Jiang Xun looked at it again, it was normal. There was only a faint layer of warm light left on his body.
In this way, Jiang Xun could see the man's face clearly, but when Jiang Xun's eyes fell on his face, Jiang Xun frowned and stopped. She was a little surprised that this man turned out to be Ling Chen. Dad - Ling Kong Leng.
Ling Chen's appearance is somewhat similar to that of Ling Kong Leng, but to be honest, Ling Kong Leng is much more attractive than him. Lingkong Leng looks to be in his early thirties, with an elegant and free temperament, and a sense of being free from desires. He is surrounded by the sexual tension of a mature man, because he has shed his youthfulness and washed away his impetuousness, inadvertently. The breath of wisdom will overflow from time to time, moistening things silently, and gently blowing on your face along with the fragrance of tea.
His facial features are more three-dimensional and handsome than Ling Chen's, and his figure hidden under the suit seems to be stronger, giving people a sense of security.
Judging from his appearance alone, Jiang Xun felt that he deserved the title of the son of the best fortune. At least his face was very good.
Jiang Xun looked at him and felt a little thirsty. She eagerly wanted to taste his cup of mellow tea and smell his taste carefully, from bitter to fragrant and then to mellow.
Jiang Xun had only seen a few men like this. Even though she had met countless people in her previous two lives, it was rare to see such a man.
The hearts of such men are silent. They are not icebergs but harder to be moved than icebergs. They have deeper experience, have seen many women, and have slept with many women. Women who will take the initiative to jump on them It is even more like the prince crossing the river.
However, the more this happens, the more challenges there are, right
Jiang Xun curled his lips, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, all of which were how to capture Ling Kong Leng and make him prostrate himself under her pomegranate skirt and become crazy about her.
When he saw Ling Kong Leng walking towards a black Bentley, Jiang Xun lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds. Soon his eyes became blurry and hazy, his steps were a little light, and he looked like a drunk person.
She staggered to the car, reached out and opened the door. After getting in the car, she leaned against the door and said uncomfortably, "Master Chen, let's drive and go home directly."
Even though she was playing a drunken person, her voice was extremely soft and charming, able to draw out people's souls.
The slit in Jiang Xun's skirt originally only reached her knees, but she didn't sit properly, exposing her bare and white thighs, which were so white that it was blinding.
She closed her eyes, and her beautiful face came directly into Ling Kong Leng's eyes. Even he would be shocked and moved by such beauty.
What's more, he was not a stoic person to begin with, but he had too high a vision, so there was never anyone around him.
But it was undeniable that this beauty who appeared out of nowhere was very attractive to him, but there were so many women taking the initiative to throw themselves into his arms, and there were endless tricks. Ling Kong Leng could not help but think that Jiang Xun was also trying to get into his bed. I just pretended to be drunk and got into the wrong car.
Ling Kong Leng had no interest in this kind of woman, and was even a little bored, so even if Jiang Xun was indeed beautiful enough, he was not prepared to take her into his arms.
Jiang Xun groaned uncomfortably, and Ling Kong's cold eyes turned deep. He was silent for a long time, and said coldly: "Miss, you got on the wrong car."
After Jiang Xun heard Ling Kong Leng's voice, she became even more determined to get him. Just hearing the sound made her feel unbearable. She was already imagining what kind of noise this man would make in bed.
Jiang Xun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Kong Leng with confusion.
It was like there was a sea hidden in her eyes, which were misty and still wanting to speak, pure and ignorant, as if she was telling something.
Ling Kong looked into her eyes coldly, as if he wanted to be sucked into her.
She seemed really drunk.
Ling Kong Leng did smell the smell of alcohol on her body, and couldn't help but wonder if he had misunderstood.
The girl seemed young, maybe she was drunk.
"Where do you live?" Ling Kong asked coldly.
Jiang Xun frowned, as if thinking about his question, blinked his eyes, stared at him, and said shockingly: "Who are you? Why are you in my car?"
Ling Kong Leng was still expressionless, but those who were familiar with him would notice that he changed his sitting position unnaturally, "This is my car."
Jiang Xun seemed not to understand, frowning in discomfort, "I feel like vomiting, I want to go home."
Ling Kong Leng was stunned, almost certain that she was really drunk. No woman who wanted to seduce him would tell him that she wanted to vomit.
He put his hand on his forehead helplessly and asked again, "Where do you live?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xun fell on him and fell drunk with his eyes closed against him.
The driver watched for a long time, thinking that Ling Kong Leng would drive this unknown woman out of the car. Unexpectedly, Ling Kong Leng didn't speak for a long time, and seemed to be frozen and motionless.
The car became quiet. Except for Jiang Xun's gentle breathing, there seemed to be no other sound. The driver felt very stressed.
"Mr. Ling?" The driver finally couldn't help but speak.
"Go back to the villa in Xishan." Ling Kong's cold voice seemed to be suppressing something, a little reserved.
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Ling Kong Leng has always lived alone in the villa in Xishan. He rarely comes here, but the aunt cleans it every day and can move in at any time.
When Ling Kong Leng helped Jiang Xun out of the car, he was still thinking about what happened to him. He brought a woman back inexplicably. Could it be that he really wanted to be kind and take her in for one night
Everyone has been brought back, so that’s all.
When Ling Kong Leng's hand touched her arm, there was a cold and smooth touch. It was a feeling that once you took it, you would never let go. It made people's hearts flutter.
Ling Kong Leng's self-control has always been good, but at this moment he couldn't suppress the fire in his body. He frowned in embarrassment and continued walking into the house.
Jiang Xun smelled the vague and clean fragrance on his body, which seemed to have left behind the hustle and bustle of the world. It was deep and cold, like burning incense in a temple, and gave him a quiet Zen heart.
Jiang Xun couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. This man smelled a bit like an ascetic monk.
She seemed to want to see him crazy even more.
Ling Kong Leng casually found a guest bedroom and walked to the bed. Just as he was about to put her down, Jiang Xun suddenly hugged his waist and whispered, "It's uncomfortable."
Ling Kong Leng took a deep breath, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Jiang Xun rubbed his head, "Headache."
Ling Kong Leng put her down, took her hands away, and then slowly massaged her temples. His technique was very good, and Jiang Xun really felt comfortable.
"Do you feel better?"
Jiang Xun nodded and smiled with satisfaction. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Ling Kong Leng, but her eyes were still hazy. She murmured to herself: "Am I dreaming?"
Ling Kong Leng didn't know what he was thinking, but he said cooperatively: "You are dreaming."
Jiang Xun said "Oh", nodded, and then sat in a daze.
Ling Kong looked at her appearance coldly and thought it was a bit cute. He sat next to her and watched her without leaving.
After a while, Jiang Xun suddenly said: "I feel so uncomfortable, I want to take a bath."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and staggered to the bathroom. Ling Kong Leng had no choice but to help her go.
When she got to the bathroom, she pushed Ling Kong Leng out, "Let's go, I'm going to take a shower."
Ling Kong Leng laughed dumbly, and just as he was about to leave, Jiang Xun pulled him back, frowning, and said, "I want a change of pajamas."
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Ling Kong Leng looked for a set of home pajamas in his wardrobe, a top and pants type. Although it was a bit big for Jiang Xun, he didn't have any clothes suitable for her. This was relatively conservative.
When he reached the bathroom door and was about to knock on the door and ask to put his clothes outside, the bathroom door suddenly opened from the inside.
Jiang Xun stood in front of him wrapped in a white bath towel. Her white shoulders, sexy collarbones, and the rise and fall of her chest were all clearly visible. The towel was not big enough, and she was naked below her knees.
Before Ling Kong Leng could speak, Jiang Xun pouted and said, "Why are you so slow?"
Ling Kong's cold gaze fell on her, and he did not avoid it. Instead, he admired her figure. He said in a deep voice, "I'll give you the clothes."
Jiang Xun still pretended to be in a dream. She pressed the bath towel with one hand, took the pajamas with the other, and ran into the adjacent bedroom with bare feet.
She pursed her lips and said, "I'll go to the room to put it on, but don't look at it."
Ling Kong Leng wanted to say that was his bedroom, but Jiang Xun had already closed the door.
When Jiang Xun came out of the bedroom, Ling Kong Leng's breathing stagnated.
She was wearing a pajama top with long sleeves that were just long enough to cover her buttocks. Her lower body was naked. Her slender white legs were dazzlingly white under the light. She could see the blushing spots when she raised her legs slightly. .
Before Ling Kong Leng could say anything, Jiang Xun complained first. She said with a bitter face, "Hey, your clothes are too big."
"Why aren't you wearing any pants?" Ling Kong Leng's voice was hoarse, low and sexy.
It's okay that he didn't say this. Jiang Xun snorted as soon as he mentioned pants, "Look, your pants don't fit me at all."
As she spoke, she raised her feet against the wall and put her legs into her trousers. But as soon as she raised her legs, Ling Kong coldly saw everything. They were a pair of white cat-patterned underwear.
Jiang Xun seemed to know nothing. He raised his other leg and put on his trousers, then pulled the loose trousers and said aggrievedly: "Look, the trousers are so big, they will fall off! They are long and loose." How should I wear it..."
Her coquettish tone was soft and coquettish, making people feel unbearable. Because she pulled her pants open, her navel was also exposed, her slim waist, and her white and tender skin...
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