Chapter Seventy-One: A Humble Kiss

One flight took off from Shanghai and one landed in Paris.

One day, one night, intertwined.

The streets of Paris....

Gu Wei stood under the street lamp, looking at the latest news in Anjing's circle of friends, and the location coordinates showed the hotel in front of him.

She always has to update the news every day, as if she is afraid that Gu Wei will not be able to find her when she comes.

But what she feared more was that he wouldn't come to her.

But luckily, she won in the end, didn't she?

The light of the street lamp was not dazzling, wrapping every corner of his body, Gu Wei looked up, looked at the hotel that was not luxurious across the street, took a deep breath, and snuffed out the last cigarette in his hand.

The smell of tobacco was in the soil, but the man who smoked had already gone to the other side of the street.

Gu Wei entered the hotel lobby, and the appearance of his suit and leather shoes made the eyes of several little girls at the front desk straighten.

"Hello sir, what kind of room do you need?" A receptionist with a low ponytail in the middle asked with a decent smile.

Gu Wei selectively ignored her gaze and asked coldly, "An Jing, which room do you live in?" โ€

The man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm sorry sir, this involves the privacy of the guests, I can't ....."

"Wait, wait...."The girl on the left interrupted quietly, "I have an impression of the name Anjing, when she came, she said that if her boyfriend came to her, she wouldn't have to stop her. โ€

The girl in the middle suddenly realized, looked at the notepad on the side, and asked politely, "Are you Mr. Gu Gu?" โ€

"I am."

"Miss Ann said she was waiting for you at 1502." She held the key card in both hands.

Gu Wei took the room card and turned to leave, without leaving a polite thank you, even the back of the black coat also revealed a cold aura of living people.

"It's a pity...," a girl muttered quietly, "the grass has a master." โ€

"But the two of them are a good match." The girl in the middle also looked regretful, but she was sincerely admired.

Fifth Floor, 1502 โ€“

The key card sticks to the smart door lock, and the green light flashes and the door opens.

There were only a few sporadic lights in the corners of the room, and An Jing was wearing a crimson suspender dress, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back facing him, his bare back was flawless, like a fine piece of jade.

She didn't turn around, but she already knew it was him.

"Coming?"

Gu Wei closed the door casually, his leather shoes stepped on the soft carpet, and his footsteps did not make any sound.

"As you wish, I'm here." His tone was calm, neither angry nor happy, as if he were just an outsider.

"The failure of the new energy project is due to the fact that the budget funds we gave are too small, not the engagement of Qin and Lin."

An Jing hooked her red lips and turned gracefully, her bewitching red skirt was like a rose blooming in the dark night, bright red as blood.

"So what?"

"So, you've had enough trouble, and you've had a long enough vacation, it's time to go back to work."

Gu Wei walked all the way to her and looked at the woman in front of him who was bewitching into her bones.

An Jing was born with a charming appearance, and a glance can touch people's heartstrings at will.

"What if I say I'm not going back?"

"There are so many good companies, I don't have to be tied to you, Gu Wei."

His eyes were unwavering, and the words "unmoved" were written all over his body, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "Then what do you want?" โ€

"Do you like me?" An Jing suddenly said such a sentence, which made the already ambiguous atmosphere instantly scorch.

Gu Wei looked directly into her eyes, and finally gave the response she had been waiting for for six years.

"I don't like it."

"You're a good partner, a good friend."

"If you want to blackmail me with this, you don't have to, Fยท A can still turn without you. โ€

After saying that, he turned around without some nostalgia, and he was determined to die.

At this moment, what dignity and decency are not important.

All she knew was that she couldn't be a stranger to the man in front of her.

So, she reached out and grabbed his arm, her two small hands clutching the cuffs of his suit with imperceptible tremors.

Just when she grabbed him, Gu Wei understood that he was the one who won in the end.

He turned around with great triumph, looking at the woman with tears in his eyes like a god, but without God's compassion.

An Jing tiptoed, sent his lips up, and gently landed on his thin lips.

Gu Wei was like an electric shock, but he didn't dodge it.

Since she wants, but a kiss, he just gives it to her, and he can still afford to give such a thing.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, An Jing closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around his neck, and gradually deepened the kiss.

From simple skin to intense lip and tooth intersections, her bumpy body clung to his muscular chest as if it were about to merge.

Her warm fingers ran down his lower abdomen, the tips of her fingertips picking the first button of his shirt, only to be jerked by his wrists.

Gu Wei pushed her away, his eyes were indifferent, without the slightest trace of emotion, as if the person who kissed fiercely just now was not him.

"At this point, I can't give you more."

He straightened the disheveled placket of his clothes, buttoned the button, and looked detached: "The plane in an hour, you are ready." โ€

"Go back or not, I'll do it to you."