Play Nice

Chapter 127 127: If she wants to coax, just kiss (two more
Fang Luming said, "It's not going well."

Shang Lingling took off his shoes and hid on the sofa with a blanket: "What's the problem?"

"Two companies have also taken their fancy to Reli Media. Liang Jianbin, the insatiable greedy one, started to raise prices on the ground."

"Which two?" the business leader asked.

Fang Luming said: "Gem Entertainment, and Yang's Group."

Liang Jianbin was still too naive, and he dared to dig an earth machine on Tai Sui's head without checking the background of the other party.

These two are not something ordinary people can mess with. The Yang family is a wealthy family for hundreds of years, and Cen Si of Gem Entertainment has killed many small and medium-sized enterprises.

Shang Lingling was a little surprised: "Yang family?"

Cen Sihui's acquisition of Reli Media was reluctant to say in the past, after all, Gem Entertainment also makes stars.However, the Yang family's main business is red wine. There is no entertainment industry and self-media related industries, so the acquisition of Reli Media is a bit unusual.

Although Fang Luming is not a businessman, he has failed so many times in investment, and his business sense has been tempered a little.

"I asked Qingchi privately, it wasn't what your grandfather meant, it should be Qingchi's stepmother." Fang Luming was quite accurate in seeing people, "I always think Chai Qiu is not simple, you see Qingchi, you are fascinated by her. of."

He also served Yang Qingchi. He played such a big game that his stepmother dared to touch literature, and looking at that posture, Yang Qingchi didn't seem to plan to steal it. The second generation ancestors in the imperial capital laughed for a few years.

Shang Lingling's doorbell rang, she put on her shoes and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the joy in her eyes ran out: "Jing Zhao."

Jing summoned.

He probably hasn't even returned to his own house yet, with a camera bag in his hand.

"Have you had dinner yet?"

Shang Lingling's voice was so sweet that people's ears softened, Fang Luming pricked up his ears and wanted to listen to the corner of the wall through the phone.

Then, the phone was hung up.

Jing recalled: "I've already eaten." He was looking at the door of the business leader's house, "Before someone opens the door in the future, first fasten the latch on the door, and then open it after seeing who it is."

The doors of the eight buildings are equipped with chain-type anti-lock buckles. Ms. Lu often reminds women living alone in the group not to open the door casually.Shang Lingling obviously did not have the awareness of prevention in this regard, she nodded obediently and said she understood.

She opened all the doors to get out of the way.

Jing Zhao was still standing at the door.

"Why don't you come in?"

The voice-activated lights in the corridor were dimmed, and the moonlight leaking in from the window became more obvious, all falling on Jing Zhao: "It's too late, we won't go in."

He has always observed male and female etiquette.

Shang Lingling has always paid no attention to the etiquette of men and women: "Then why are you here?"

"There is something unfinished during the day."

She didn't respond: "What?"

Jing Zhao looked at her, the moonlight was gentle in his eyes.

"Coax you."

It was clearly a rhetoric, but it taught him to speak earnestly.

Shang Lingling was still stunned, Jing Zhao stretched his arms around her waist and pulled her out the door. He lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the lips.

She said it, to coax her just kiss her.

Jing Zhao didn't stay for a long time, and after a brief kiss, he asked Shang Lingling, who was a little confused in his arms.

"Ok?"

Did he ask if he was coaxed?

Shang Lingling's eyes were wet, as if moistened by the spring rain, and the corners of his eyes were dizzy and red: "I'm not angry."

Jing Zhao has photographed spring scenes and the first flowers on the branches of early spring.

As beautiful as a business collar.

He hummed: "I know."

Knowing that she is not angry, there is no need to coax her, she knows what she wants.

He can give.

He put his arms around her waist and bowed his head again: "Do you still want to coax?"

She raised her head, her eyes blazing with light, like the eyes of a goblin, they would haunt people: "Yes."

Jing recalled: "Well."

He lowered his body and leveled the height, and the shadow engulfed the light on his lips within a few minutes. He pecked and kissed her lips, meticulously and patiently.

Unlike the violent wind and rain that night when he was drunk, now he has restrained his strength very well.

One by one, like a feather passing over the heart.

The business leader stretched out his hand, hooked Jing Zhao's neck, stood on tiptoe, and released his lips slightly.

He held her cherry-red lower lip, and sucked it softly, as if indifferently.

Not too presumptuous, he just tried it out.

The business leader leaned back.

Jing Zhao left her lips and came to her ear, his throat tightened a little, and he only uttered a single syllable: "Huh?"

The business leader's voice was muffled, and he gasped for breath: "I didn't stand still."

The fact is that her legs are weak.

She has seen that a person can be so sexy that a kiss without any sexiness can make people completely confused.

Another perverted and terrifying thought came into her mind. Jing Zhao's lips could only kiss her. If there was a second person, she would probably tear that person apart.She couldn't help but wonder, has Ming Yuexi ever touched him, how does Ming Yuexi match?
The hand around her waist tightened.

Jing Zhao embraced her, wrapped his hands behind her back, wrapped her in his arms, and patted her lightly.

With a small inadvertent gesture, he easily appeased the monster in Shang Lingling's heart. She became wicked again, moved her hand down restlessly, lifted the hem of his sweater, and got in with her cold fingers.

"Leader."

The business leader continued to make trouble: "Well."

He grabbed her hand, took it out of her clothes, put it to his lips, and kissed her fingertips: "Okay, you have to sleep."

Shang Lingling was not sleepy at all: "It's still early."

Jing Zhao returned to his usual innocent look, as if it wasn't him who was emotional just now.

"You can't sleep well at night, you can't develop a habit."

Shang Lingling hummed softly: "Did you raise a daughter?"

Jing Zhao smiled, there was a slight wave in his eyes, he corrected: "I have a girlfriend."

She nicked the buttons on his jacket and hummed again.

The camera bag was put on the ground at some point.

Jing Zhao stood up straight, looked into her eyes, and said in a serious tone, "Don't you like me taking care too much?"

Shang Lingling shook his head: "No, I like it."

Chen Yedu also said that he raised a daughter, and Jing Zhao didn't know how he became so unrestrained and made everything trivial.

With hindsight, he had entered her door. The light in the entrance was warm orange, and there were snacks she had not finished eating on the cabinet. Her shoes were off the carpet and she was lying crookedly.

There was fireworks in her room, and it stained him. He had no aura, and he was just an ordinary person among all living beings. He would walk on thin ice and be happy, angry and sad.

"Leader."

"Ah."

He was still holding the hand of Shang Lingling, and the strength suddenly became lighter and suddenly heavier. He was looking for a balance: "I have no experience, so I may not be able to grasp the proportions well. If the way of getting along makes you uncomfortable, be sure to tell me. I."

There are stars in Shang Lingling's eyes, which glow when he looks at people: "No discomfort, I like it very much."

Although she wants Jing Zhao to be crazy, she also loves his rationality and prudence. She can feel that he respects and cherishes her.

Jing Zhao hummed, indicating that he knew, then picked up the camera: "I'm going downstairs, good night."

"Good night."

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