Knock on his door
Someone has a story about Fang Cai's unprovoked beginning.
"Isn't Brother Jing from the Harvard Department of Economics, isn't he, and later entered the stock exchange to trade gold and the euro."
Who knows about Xu Jingxi, the Xu family's degree of secrecy about Xu Jingxi is too high, and no one dares to ask in front of him.
Even Liang Wenye doesn't know, who else knows.
The wonderful picture of the movie clearly flashed in the phantom screen, it is this year's Chinese New Year, I don't know what Liang Wenye's method is to go to the original film uncut CD, and I am interested in knowing the director.
The light and shadow are dim, the interior is all-glass style design, the male and female protagonists are kissing in the cable car after solving the villain, no one wants to take a look, and they are lonely and set aside to accompany the night.
A group of people were all interested in watching overseas football games.
Bet.
So.
The movie is pure for her to watch for herself.
Someone asked Liang Wenye: "The odds of Germany winning are 0.625, Russia is 7.230, and the first half is currently 2:0, do you bet." β
"Look at what you asked, if you lose money, you will lose money." The generous noble son Liang Wenye instructed the female companion behind him, with a gentle smile on his face, "Baby, make a call and inject money into Russia." β
The girl said yes tenderly, bent over, and sent an ambiguous kiss to Liang Wenye's cheek.
In a place where the girl couldn't see, Liang Wenye took the white silk handkerchief slowly, quietly wiped the kiss marks on his cheeks, and threw it into the trash can indifferently.
Li Ying propped his chin and looked at Liang Wenye, and when he turned his head, he just looked at each other, and he smiled.
couldn't comment, she wondered, whether Xu Jingxi was also such a person.
One second, 'you are a baby', and the next second you hold your noble head high and sneer indifferently.
The surname Xu was born, and he is too proud of the capital.
"Not going to 0955?" Liang Wenye asked casually.
Li Ying looked at the live broadcast of the ball game on the opponent's tablet: "How dare you disturb him to rest." β
The Burberry sweatshirt man on the side: "Didn't anyone go and ask Brother Jing to get up for dinner?" β
The word 'please' is used exquisitely.
Liang Wenye always looked at Li Ying: "Are you going, it's easy for us to eat cold plates." β
Li Ying put down the magazine in his hand and forced a smile on his face: "You are more familiar with him, what am I." β
They didn't speak, and they didn't dare to talk about this relationship, so they only called the waiter to give her juice to relieve her greasy.
Liang Wenye yawned again and again, rubbed his broken hair, got up and walked up the stairs: "Don't give her a piece of Qiao Bennai's food, in case it hurts her, it will be easy for Xu Jingxi to get it." β
Leaving a seemingly warning word, Liang Wenye went upstairs to make up for sleep.
Sometimes I don't understand what they eat every day, or their physical strength is too good, and they always stay up late day and night.
Similarly, Li Ying got up and left.
Bored.
Press the doorbell of 0955, wait patiently for two or three minutes, and it is Xu Jingxi who opens the door, just out of the bath, the smell of Bulgari lemon bath is diffused all over the room, and the sweet white tea is mixed with lemon fragrance.
He probably hadn't slept enough, and his hands were lazily propped up on the door frame.
Li Yingjin is not, neither is retreating, Xu Jingxi obviously didn't do anything, didn't say anything, the clouds were light and light, and it made people feel awe-inspiring for no reason, and they all bowed their heads in front of him.
When I looked down, I saw the man's satin bathrobe naked and open, and the satin belt was loose across the waist and abdomen.
The purple tendons can be faintly seen, and the depth of the abdominal groove and the mermaid line are solid, tight and strong.
"Iβ" She looked up at him in the eyes, nor did she look down at the temptation of a man to 'take risks'.
"I... You know it's me knocking? She was at a loss for words, and honestly closed her eyes.
The eyelashes trembled so much that I couldn't wait for a long time to hear before I had the courage to open my eyes.
Except for Li Ying, no one dared to knock on his door, Xu Jingxi didn't say it directly, turned his head and went back to the bed.
A lazy person who hasn't slept enough.
He leaned on the head of the bed casually, covered his lower body with a pure white quilt, picked up the vibrating mobile phone, and connected the call.
"No." He commanded, waiting for the report from there, "It's not busy, sleepy." β
Briefly explain a few words and cut off the call.
Monet's Italian-style bedside table with a few packs of cigarettes and a lighter, including his watch.
At the end of the corridor, there were two girls' chatting voices, saying that they would go to the lake to set off fireworks later, for fear of being bumped into, so Li Ying boldly entered his room and closed the door.
Then, the lighting of the floor-to-ceiling windows was controlled by Xu Jingxi's hand, and it was completely closed.
The wall lights in the room are bright and faint, with a little gentleness, the style is an elegant black and gray wind, and an artistic painting of a classic Hermès silk scarf and orange horse on the left side.
was confused, his wrist was held by Xu Jingxi, and suddenly it tightened, and he even fell to the edge of the bed with his buttocks.
The quilt is soft.
Li Ying fidgeted, her legs tensed quietly on the edge of the bed.
Looking at Xu Jingxi leaning on the head of the bed, the bedding is soft and white to the touch, with a bit of elegant sandalwood fragrance.
He held his noble head high, leaned there like an emperor, admired his face casually, scanned the text message on his mobile phone, and threw it to the bedside.
Eating and drinking men and women are alone in the suite late at night, the room is silent, the movement of the mobile phone on the desktop is amplified for no reason, Li Ying is stepped on the tail, and his heart 'chuckles'.
Xu Jingxi raised his eyes slightly, his slightly sunken eye sockets were a little more sleepy, and he lowered his voice and smiled, "Who gave you the courage to come to my room, huh?" β
Li Ying pursed her lips, slightly aggrieved, "The powerful man behind CITIC, are you so busy that you can't see me?" β
Just listen to it.
Xu Jingxi asked calmly: "Who gave you the courage to call me like that." β
"You gave it." Li Ying dared to say, "I heard you and Huang Zhengwei chatting in the morning, and you didn't avoid me." β
He laughed: "Is there anything else?" β
Li Ying pondered: "Get up and eat dinner, if it is irregular in the long run, your stomach will be bad." β
"Is this the matter of looking for me..."Suddenly, Xu Jingxi smiled deeper, "Gone?" β
In such an environment, she didn't dare to speak loudly: "I'm bored here alone, and I don't know what to do, so I can only come to you." β
Listening to her speak softly, she trembled a little more when she was shy, as if she had a layer of meaning: Yes, I know you Xu Jingxi, and I don't look for you late at night
I heard him speak in a low and slow voice: "I'm here, they will take care of you." β
This magnetic throat, at that moment, somewhat makes people feel spoiled.
Truly.
His friends took good care of her, and the movie was shown for a day, and she was taught to play games for a day. But she didn't know the ball game they were betting on, and it was not easy to fit in. Despite Xu Jingxi, she also knew that she was really incompatible with that group of rich and noble children.
Xu Jingxi suddenly turned his head to look at her: "Are you busy tomorrow?" β
It's not very busy, there is A-Yao, but she only asks for one day off, Li Ying nodded, "Busy, the guest asked me to go to the art exhibition, I can't ask for leave." β
He gently brushed the ends of her hair with his fingers: "That's it." β
Li Ying leaned towards him and blinked: "You want to go to Koh Samui?" β
Xu Jingxi picked up the lighter, slowly lit a cigarette, bit it in his mouth and smoked: "Follow me." β
She gently brushed the collar of the man's pajamas with her fingers, bent over, and squeaked, "No, work." β