Play Nice

Chapter 112 112: The offense that night of drunkenness, Jing Zhao broke the precept (two more)

At this time, Guan Shanshan was the only female artist who dared to speak up. She blatantly gloated: "Don't buy the manuscript after you have a good relationship with Teacher Jing. I'll be ashamed for you."

Guan Shanshan's voice was not small, and many people present heard it. For a while, many eyes were focused on Ming Yuexi. They looked on with disdain and ridicule. There were countless knives in their eyes, and each knife was gouging out Ming Yuexi's face. and self-esteem.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything to defend herself, her hands were tightly clenched, her forehead was sweating, her body began to heat up, and her whole body was on pins and needles.She looked around and didn't see Qiao Shuang, so she picked up her bag and prepared to leave.

Liang Jianbin's secretary stopped her at the door: "Miss Ming, Mr. Liang is looking for you."

Ming Yuexi hadn't noticed the problem yet, she just felt thirsty: "What about others?"

"In the private room downstairs."

Ming Yuexi went downstairs with the secretary.

Jing Zhao's car was parked outside the hotel. It was the one that was scratched by the business leader before, but it has been repaired.

He opened the car door for Shang Lingling, waited for her to sit in, and walked to the main driver's side.

He got into the car and asked the business leader, "Is there any discomfort?"

"No."

Shang Lingling didn't feel any discomfort, on the contrary, she was so excited that she wanted to climb to the moon and dance.

There is no problem with her drink, except for the other two drinks, but she is not going to tell Jing Zhao about the "grudge" between her and Ming Yuexi.

Jing Zhao didn't start the car immediately: "Who told you to go to the bar?"

"Liang Jianbin."

He frowned: "How did you get involved with him?"

"for……"

Can't talk about doing things.

Shang Lingling said, "I'm doing business." She smiled, but she was cute and lovable, and she didn't look like a little villain. A little rich woman with a side business."

Jing Zhao didn't ask her what kind of internet celebrity she was, and the tone was the same as when she was in the private room, very stern: "Didn't I tell you not to drink? Are you taking my words as a deaf ear?"

If something really happened...

The little girl didn't feel that she was wrong at all: "Are you teaching me a lesson?"

Someone was honking the horn outside the car, signaling not to occupy the parking space.

Jing Zhao fastened his seat belt, drove out of the car, looked at the road ahead, and explained, "It's not a lesson."

That is worry.

Shang Lingling asked deliberately, "Then what are you doing?"

He replied solemnly: "I'm teaching you."

The entertainment industry is in deep water, and he was afraid that the business leaders would suffer, so he said a bit heavy.

Shang Lingling took a love script tonight, and didn't care about logic: "Who asked you to teach me, you are not my boyfriend."

Hmm, I wouldn't say something nice.

She pretended to be angry: "Stop, I want to get off."

Jing Zhao turned around to look at the road, while taking time to look at her: "Shang Lingling——"

Shang Lingling threw the back of his head to him: "Just call me Ms. Shang!"

Is it so hard to get rid of the last name?
As a result, Jing Zhaozhen called her: "Ms. Shang."

Ms. Shang: "..."

Ms. Shang is so angry.

Ms. Shang's blood pressure is going up.

Jing Zhao said, "fasten your seat belt."

The car drove very slowly.

Shang Lingling pulled the seat belt, but did not buckle it, and said angrily, "I want to get off."

Jing Zhao pulled over and parked the car, turned his head, looked at Shang Lingling, a pair of peach blossom eyes were beautiful, and the ends of the eyes were slightly warped. When he looked at someone seriously, he seemed to be full of warmth.

"It's my tone of voice, don't be angry." He softened, "Huh?"

The tail sound is light, and it is lifted up.

With just one word, Shang Lingling was coaxed into confusion by him.

Jing Zhao was sure that he didn't even know how terrifying his restrained and calm temperament was when he occasionally revives.

Shang Lingling was not really angry at first, but now he is more obedient. He sits honestly, rests his hands well, and looks docile: "I got off the car to go to the bathroom."

Jing Zhao looked out the car window, there was a shopping mall not far ahead.
"Put your seat belt on."

Collar fasten your seat belt.

Jing Zhao drove the car to the front, turned around, and parked beside the mall.The business leader got out of the car, he took his umbrella and got out of the car.

He took her to the door of the mall: "I'll wait for you outside."

"Oh."

The business leader led into the mall.

Jing Zhao was waiting outside with an umbrella. Passers-by came and went, and there were colorful neon lights in the distance. He occasionally turned around and looked into the shopping mall. The shadows on the ground were straight and quiet.

A child stumbled over and almost knocked on the door. Jing Zhao stretched out his hand to help him, and the child's father thanked him.

"Jing Zhao."

Jing Fu turned his head and saw Shang Ling came out, but his face was wrinkled.

"what happened?"

Her face was a little red, and her expression was embarrassed, like a shy rose: "I didn't find the bathroom."

She doesn't have a good sense of direction, and if she doesn't ask for directions, she wants Jing Zhao to take her there.

There is a floor plan next to the fire hydrant on the first floor of the shopping mall. There is no public toilet on the first floor. Jing Zhao led the business leader to the negative first floor.

The bathroom is on the inside.

Before the business leader led in, he said to Jing Zhao, "Don't go first, wait for me here."

He stood by the wall: "Well."

*****
While Shang Lingling was washing his hands, two girls entered the bathroom, and they touched up their makeup in front of the mirror.

The one with short hair said, "The handsome guy at the door is amazing. He looks a little familiar. I wonder if he is an artist?"

Jing Zhao rarely showed up, so he was rarely recognized on the street.

The girl with long hair answered: "I must have a girlfriend."

"Not necessarily."

"Nine out of ten men at the door of the women's toilet are waiting for their girlfriends."

The short-haired girl arranges her hair, and the makeup in the mirror is exquisite and beautiful: "Isn't there another waiting for my sister?"

Shang Lingling turned off the tap: "Are you talking about my boyfriend?" She looked at the panicked expressions of the two girls in the mirror, and smiled, "The one with the umbrella."

The two girls were embarrassed to live.

"I'm sorry."

After the short-haired girl washed her hands, she pulled her companion and quickly withdrew.

Hey, it's another day when I want to hide Jing Zhao.The business leader sighed, took out a piece of paper, and wiped the water off his hands.

The neck was itchy, and a strand of hair got under the collar.

She threw away the tissue, pulled the collar down, and pulled out the strand of hair, which fell down, revealing her fair neck.

A little above the collarbone, there is a red mark.

Shang Lingling was stunned, and it took a long while to realize that those intermittent clips were not her dreams.

My mind began to automatically piece together, the living room with the heating on, the gift box on the coffee table, the scattered plush blankets, and her holding Jing Zhao.

"Do you have a birthday wish?"

Her eyes were moist, like a clear spring, clearly reflecting Jing Zhao's appearance: "Tell me, what is your wish? I will help you realize it."

Jing Zhao looked at her, was silent for a while, then suddenly leaned over and let his shadow cover her.

"Business leader."

She said drunkenly, "Yeah."

Jing Zhao let her wrap his arms around his neck, bent over and half-kneeled on the carpet, and in her eyes his own shadow was close at hand.

Too close, breathing entangled.

"I don't want a camera," he said.

"Then what do you want?"

He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

There was no step-by-step process, the beginning was a frantic and straight-forward plunder, he didn't even have the patience to appease her, and even bit her.

Shang Lingling is a lion, but he is not an impala, he is a beast that can overcome a lion.

A kiss, both lustful and violent.

She murmured a pain, but Jing Zhao didn't stop, one hand wrapped tightly around her waist, the other held her injured hand and raised it to the top of her head.

"Jing Zhao..."

He hummed.

The business leader pushed him: "Hot."

He took off her scarf and listened to her gasping softly in his ear.

He patted her on the back, waiting for her to adjust.He lightly pecked and kissed the corner of her mouth, his voice hoarse: "I'm sorry, collar."

He knew that her consciousness was already confused.

He picked her up, spread her legs and let her sit on top of him.She hadn't woken up from the drink, and lay dizzy on his shoulders, letting him pull off her collar and kiss her neck.

If it wasn't for Ms. Lu's call, Jing Zhao didn't know if he would continue.

"Leader."

"Leader."

He called her name tirelessly, she was already asleep in his arms, and he kissed her hand lightly, ending this absurd and wanton offense.

Chen Yedu always said that he has no desires and no desires, no, he has desires for business leaders.

*****
Business Collar straightened his collar and came out of the bathroom.

Jing Zhao was still standing where he was when she entered, and he was rejecting a girl's approach.

"I'm sorry, my phone is out of power." He didn't embarrass people, he said politely and euphemistically.

The girl left angrily.

Jing Zhao looked up and saw Shang Lingling, she stood still at the door, he walked over: "What's wrong?"

Shang Lingling blushed, raised his head slightly, and looked at Jing Zhao's beautiful eyes: "Why do you have peach blossoms everywhere you go?"

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　　The more restrained people are, the crazier they indulge.

　　I just want to call my brother to shark me!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)