Xing Weiping felt very good about himself tonight, and he was full of confidence in his actions tonight, he said: "Okay, let's have a drink, I'm just a little thirsty, thank you." ”

Zhou Yuxiang went to pour the two bottles of mineral water sent by the hotel into the water bowl, put the base to boil the water, and took a bag of tea leaves in the cupboard and put it in the cup.

While waiting for the boiling water, she did not go to the reception area, but went into the bathroom to look in the mirror. She felt that the rich man Xing Weiping seemed to be interested in her, so she was a little nervous and uneasy. But although she doesn't have the luxury of this and has some inferiority, a woman's instinct to love beauty makes her immediately look at herself in the mirror.

She really didn't expect that billionaire Xing Weiping would be interested in her, a half-aged. Looking at her own image in the mirror, she narcissistically felt that her face was still beautiful, but there were already some shallow crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and her figure was still tall and plump, but there was also some fat on her belly, which was slightly raised.

She looked at herself in the mirror and thought without confidence, I can't compare with me when I was young. At that time, I was really like a blooming flower, extremely delicate, with tender skin that could pinch out water, bright eyes, bright red lips, really bright eyes and bright teeth, ice and jade. I watched it, but I couldn't pity myself.

After all, he is almost fifty years old now, no matter how beautiful and well-maintained, there will be years of wind and frost on his face and body. Isn't the goddess of immortality, Guan Zhilin, and Hong Kong star Liu Jialin also getting older day by day? Not to mention me?

There's nothing to dress up here, and she hasn't dressed up in a long time. So she had to leave her collar open a little more, so that the deep groove on her chest was deeper and longer.

The boiling water finally boiled, and after jumping off with a "pop", she Zhou Yuxiang walked out, poured most of the boiling water into the teacup, brought it over, carefully put it on the coffee table in front of Xing Weiping, and said respectfully: "Mr. Xing, please drink tea." ”

She also made a cup and brought it over, put it on the coffee table, and then sat down on the sofa opposite him with some restraint, smiled unnaturally, and said, "Mr. Xing, you turned out to be Secretary Xing's son, I really didn't expect it." At that time, the workers in our factory respected Secretary Xing very much. ”

Xing Weiping's smile was also a little stiff, and he said: "When my father was a high-ranking county official, the prestige of the masses was still relatively high. ”

When Xing Weiping spoke, his eyes stared directly at the deep groove in her chest. This made Zhou Yuxiang feel very embarrassed, she wanted to hide some collars, but she felt inappropriate, so she had to sit there with a hot face.

When she served tea to Xing Weiping just now, she bent down, her collar was open, and she was full of spring. Xing Weiping glanced at the bottom of the mountain and took in the two crests on her chest. He felt that her crest was still very elastic, his hands were a little itchy, and his eyes were straighter.

But the door was wide open, and he couldn't whisper, let alone make ambiguous movements. So after a casual chat, Xing Weiping stood up, walked over and closed the door, and then retreated and sat down again.

"Director Zhou, when I was in high school, I saw the flashing footage of you on TV, and it felt like seeing a fairy. Xing Weiping's speech began to be ambiguous, and his voice became gentle, "For a long time, I can't forget your fairy-like beauty." ”

"Wouldn't it?" Zhou Yuxiang blushed when he said it, and said shyly, "How can I be as beautiful as you say?" It's just that at that time in the silk reeling factory, I was one of the girls who were relatively good-looking. ”

Xing Weiping sat up straight and put his head forward, trying to insert his gaze from her chest again. After Zhou Yuxiang found out, she quickly leaned back and leaned on the sofa.

Xing Weiping smiled more and more wickedly and ambiguously: "Zhou Yuren, you are modest, maybe you don't think so." Don't say that when you were young, even now, you are still very beautiful, very charming, really, you are still charming, feminine ten points. ”

Zhou Yuxiang was startled, and subconsciously looked up at him, but was burned by his hot gaze. She closed her eyelids in a panic, but her heart couldn't help but pound. She was nervous and excited, and exclaimed, "No, does he mean that to me?" How can he be? He's a billionaire, and he's a few years younger than me, so he can't be interested in me.

Xing Weiping felt that the time was ripe, he knew that the young woman, no, she was already a middle woman, don't be too secretive, she can be more direct, and don't do too much preparation. For them, getting straight to the point will be even better.

So he slowly stood up, walked up to Zhou Yuxiang, looked down at her, and said, "Director Zhou, what a coincidence, I met you today, the dream lover of my youth." ”

Zhou Yuxiang lowered her head, her body trembled slightly with nervousness, and her heart jumped with excitement. He didn't expect this billionaire to be so direct, so anxious, exactly like his father.

Xing Weiping stretched out a hand and gently placed it on her right shoulder. Zhou Yuxiang's body jumped, she instinctively twisted her body, and said, "Mr. Xing, don't do this." Isn't that, right?"

Xing Weiping said very simply: "Director Zhou, you can fulfill a dream I had when I was young, I will also be good to you, and I will take care of you in my future work." ”

Saying that, he grabbed the clothes on Zhou Yuxiang's shoulders and lifted them up, Zhou Yuxiang's body trembled and slowly stood up, and muttered in his mouth: "Mr. Xing, this is really, not good, me." ”

Xing Weiping stood in front of her, looked at her carefully, and then impulsively opened his arms and hugged her, saying, "Director Zhou, you are really beautiful, I still treat you as if you were before, I want to kiss you well." As he spoke, he raised his mouth to kiss her.

Zhou Yuxiang pushed his chest with his hand, tilted his head back, didn't let him kiss him, and said with a rough breath in his mouth: "Mr. Xing, don't do this, I beg you." ”

Xing Weiping couldn't kiss her, so he buried his head in her crest and shook his head and played in it. Zhou Yuxiang was a little unbearable, and her body was so soft that she couldn't stand up. But she still desperately refused, saying, "Don't, don't." Mr. Xing, why are you like this?"

Xing Weiping raised his head, a little carried away with excitement, and he muttered, "Director Zhou, I found that you look very similar to the liaison girl in your village. The nose and mouth, really alike. Words and deeds are also somewhat similar. ”

Zhou Yuxiang was taken aback and asked, "Liaison, what's her name?"

Xing Weiping said: "It's called Lin Shanshan." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Yuxiang exclaimed, pushed him away violently, and asked in shock, "You, how did you know her?"

Xing Weiping felt that something was not right from her strong reaction, so he quickly stopped talking, and asked rhetorically: "What's wrong with you? Who is she?"

(End of chapter)