36. Play with fire
"I'm sure you understand what kind of person I am. I don't want to live materialistly and vainly like many girls these days. There's a reason why I'm working hard to earn money, though, I don't want to tell you yet. Zhang Ling said, "Since I met you, it has been more than half a year, and the days seem to be getting more and more interesting." It's a bit rude, but when I first got to know you, you were really rustic. And now, you behave as if you grew up in the metropolis from birth. However, your thoughts, you still treat people like that, and you are just as polite to everyone. It's not that kind of politeness, but respect and understanding for people in the bones. In that sense, you're a good person. Later, when I had stomach problems, and then when I got drunk, you took care of me, and at that time, I was thinking, if I had a boyfriend like you, it would be good. β
Zhang Ling glanced at Zuo Lin, who was sitting in a precarious position, and had a little taste of listening to the instructions of the committee, and laughed. She crossed her fingers and said, "Good character, young, tall, okay-looking, richβwell, getting richer, a little famous, considerate...... It's all an advantage, although I'm younger than me, but I don't think the difference in age is too tight. It's just that sometimes you're too serious to be interesting. β
"However, that old guy from Yan Hokusai poked out the damn custody agreement. Zhang Ling gritted his teeth a little, and no longer used Yan Beizhai's honorific title for Yan Beizhai. "I've been worried all the time, afraid that you will look down on me if you know about it. In particular, this agreement is too different from the person I have always been. Although there is an inside story in it, if you knew, I would still become a hypocritical material girl who pretends to be proud and self-reliant, and still worships money and has no backbone in her bones. Unexpectedly, this matter was still known to you. β
Zhang Ling's tone became a little serious: "Although I am grateful that you took over this contract and took the debt for me. But, seriously, don't say 5 years of this money, according to the normal development of an ordinary college student, even if it is 10 years, I may not be able to pay it back. In fact, it's like you're taking care of me now. It's a really annoying thing. I want to be with you, but not in this capacity. β
"But, then, you hired me to handle the securities for you. Although I haven't figured it out yet, I will have enough money to ...... this list of things that have been done, and according to industry standards Uh, 'redemption'. I'm depressed now. Is it because you 'fostered' me and treated me as one of your own who could be guarded against me that you were willing to give me this opportunity? Or did you not want this relationship between us to give me this opportunity to make money? Because this level of business, if it weren't for the relationship between you and me, it would never fall on me as a student. β
"What makes me even more depressed is that our relationship is so complicated right now. I am your teacher, your employee, and your 'mistress'," looking at Zuo Lin's embarrassed expression, Zhang Ling smiled and said, "Okay, I don't need such exciting words. And these three identities can't be confused, otherwise, things will really be a mess. β
Zhang Ling wiped her mouth with a napkin and stood up, her knives and forks gathered to indicate that she had finished her dinner. She walked over to the bar and expertly loaded the beans into the machine, saying, "I think these three identities are something I should cherish, and I want to do the best I can do well." That's why I split myself into three parts. β
Zhang Ling said that after eating, naturally, Zuo Lin was not easy to lie on the table, especially now that the two of them were still chatting about such a complex and intimate topic. Zuo Lin had no choice but to put away his knife and fork, wipe his mouth clean, and sit on the sofa on the side.
The corners of Zhang Ling's lips hooked. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the bulky but accurate grandfather pendulum clock in the corner of the wall and continued, "During the day, that's my favorite self β and your employee β the financial worker I've always tried so hard to be, organizing documents, translating documents. I will try not to make any mistakes in this job and try to do my best. In the evening, it feels good to be your teacher. I prepare my lessons carefully, and you learn quickly. Since I promised you that Yan Lao would help you take the college entrance examination and get a good result, I will also work hard to do it. β
Zhang Ling came over with coffee, squatted on the side of the coffee table, and carefully blended his favorite taste with sugar and milk. "And in between, it's good to be your girlfriend, lover, mistress or something. β
Zhang Ling glanced at Zuo Lin, who was a little embarrassed, smiled mischievously, and actually sat on Zuo Lin's lap all of a sudden.
Zuo Lin didn't know what to do, and he began to sweat all over his body.
ββ¦β¦ You see, I work for you during the day and tutor you at night, except for the time I spend sleeping and the car going back and forth here, have I done the best in these four hours?" Zhang Ling hung his head, gently pressed against Zuo Lin's forehead, and said in a delicate voice, almost next to Zuo Lin's ear.
Zhang Ling...... This, this...... Don't do that. Zuo Lin sat upright like a primary school student, and because his thighs had been occupied by Zhang Ling, his hands had to be stiffly placed on his sides. "If I knew that there was a private agreement between you and Yan Lao behind that contract, I wouldn't have asked for it. I don't want to be like this. β
Zhang Ling put his arms around Zuo Lin's neck, gently rested his chin on Zuo Lin's shoulder, and said in a voice that wanted to cry: "You mean, I'm not worth 1.7 million, or do you mean that you don't like me and don't want me to be with you?"
With this ambiguous tone, what issues can be discussed? Zuo Lin was deeply skeptical. But in the face of the girl who was coquettish and almost deliberately seduced him, he really had no way at all. "You know, that's not what I meant. β¦β¦ How do you say this?" This kind of choice question sentence, no matter how you answer, it doesn't seem to be the right answer, Zuo Lin said with a wry smile.
Zhang Ling leaned towards Zuo Lin and put his whole body in Zuo Lin's arms. The soft body exuded a seductive heat, and what made Zuo Lin indistinguishable was that he began to have a physiological reaction. Zhang Ling, who was sitting on him, immediately felt it, she leaned into Zuo Lin's ear, and said a little shyly: "Little brother is not well-behaved, what are you thinking about in your head?"
Usually when he makes up classes, occasionally Zhang Ling will call Zuo Lin his little brother when he teaches him, and when the word "little brother" has become a typical pun, Zuo Lin has mixed feelings in his heart. "Zhang Ling, stand up first, okay?...... I, I didn't really have any thoughts. β
Zhang Ling sighed softly: "Really don't have bad thoughts?" Seeing Zuo Lin nodding again and again, she immediately said, "I'm old, I'm not attractive." Sure enough, after the age of 20, it began to depreciate. β
Zuo Lin really didn't know whether he should spit blood now or first dissipate the lust that had been stirred up by Zhang Ling. He does like Zhang Ling, but getting along with Zhang Ling like this is a bit ...... Unexpectedly.
Zuo Lin thought about what Zhang Ling said just now, thought about the beauty and sorrow in the life of such a maverick girl, thought about Zhang Ling's self-confidence, heartiness, independence, ability, seriousness, thoroughness and other hard qualities that Zhang Ling showed in front of him at different times and places, thought about the fragility and loneliness she had also shown unwillingly and inadvertently, and experienced the softness and enthusiasm she showed at this moment...... What kind of fantastic 20 years can raise such a complex and changeable woman? Zhang Ling is like a diamond, from any direction, she shines with dazzling light. And would such a woman really care about herself?
His body didn't dare to move. He was afraid that as soon as his hands touched Zhang Ling's body, the whole thing would develop in an uncontrollable direction. Zuo Lin is young, his blood is strong, although he is deliberately patient now, he is by no means a Taoist gentleman.
Zhang Ling leaned his head over again, as if another intimate whisper had been brewed. Her body turned slightly, as if to be able to lie down more comfortably. Her lips were already on Zuo Lin's earlobe.
In a voice that was so subtle that it was almost inaudible, Zhang Ling said, "Good boy, I think you also like me a little, don't you?...... I'm going to tell you all the truth about what I'm saying today. β
As soon as Zuo Lin's heart moved, he wanted to wrap his hands around Zhang Ling's waist and rub such a beautiful and lovely woman in his arms.
At this moment, the floor pendulum clock rang precisely and untimely, and at this moment, the originally gentle and somber bell seemed to be deafening. When the bell rang 8, Zuo Lin's mind seemed to be reminded of something, but Zuo Lin, who was still indulging in tenderness with almost all his senses, still couldn't remember anything specific.
The soft smile that was almost zero distance suddenly turned into a sly, sly pride that seemed to have succeeded in a prank. Zhang Ling jumped up from Zuo Lin's body with a brush, and magically took out a small stack of paper that was folded in half and folded in half into a small stack of 128 carats, and magically unfolded it into a Chinese test paper. What's even more amazing is that she actually pulled out a short, lean pencil from another pocket.
The hand that wanted to grab Zhang Ling's waist was stopping in mid-air at the moment, Zhang Ling took advantage of the situation to stuff the test paper and pencil into Zuo Lin's hand, and said in a serious tone: "I told you just now, your language should still need to be strengthened, not counting composition, give you half an hour." β
Turning on time at 8 o'clock? Seeing Zhang Ling walk into the small bathroom next to the restaurant, and hearing the wild laughter from the bathroom that Zhang Ling was holding his stomach and covering his mouth and still couldn't suppress, Zuo Lin realized what was going on - he was being teased. Looking at the pants of the tent and the pencil and test paper in his hand, Zuo Lin didn't know what expression to make.
He guessed Zhang Ling's dazzlingness, but he misexpected her wit and cunning.