Chen Jing's tender and cool fingers gently touched her cheek, and there was a taste of soul shaking and God moving in her heart. Zhang Ke looked at Chen Jing. Her eyes looked at herself like a smile, and her fingers also touched her face and didn't take it away.
A faint fragrance floated in, the lights in the car went out, and only the floor light in front of the villa penetrated the faint light. Chen Jinggang just opened her bun in the car, and the dark curly hair spread down. Her eyebrows and eyes were covered with a smile, charming and charming. The skin on her cheeks was a little red. Zhang Ke stretched out his hand and stuck it to her cheek.
Chen Jing's face is slightly crooked, as if she is intoxicated with the temperature of Zhang Ke's palm.
Zhang Ke felt that the skin of his tentacles was as smooth as jade. His hands were inserting back into Chen Jing's rich hair and holding the back of her head, trying to kiss her bright red, warm and attractive lips.
At this time, the space in front of the waiting car lit up, and the living room window on the second floor of the villa, which had just turned off the light, lit up.
Chen Jing was startled. She looked down at the window on the second floor and saw Zijia standing in front of the window. She couldn't see where she was looking or whether she could see the situation in the car. Chen Jing didn't have the courage to continue. She looked back at Zhang Ke, smiled and said, "I'm here..." she thought it was nonsense. The car stopped in front of the building for a while.
"Call me if you have something," Zhang Ke said with a gesture of making a mobile phone and stretched out his hand to help Chen Jing open the door.
Chen Jing felt Zhang Ke's breath close to her body. She took a breath and got out of the car. She felt a little flustered. She took out the key and entered the door. Then she took a long breath. She thought it was a flustered and sweet feeling to wait for being kissed. She didn't turn on the light and didn't look back at Zhang Ke. After a while, until Zijia asked her upstairs: "Why did you come back? What time is it? Where's your car? Why is that boy Zhang Ke's car outside? Did he send you back?"
Chen Jing turned on the light in the living room, looked back, saw Zhang Ke still looking here, raised her hand and waved to him. Watching him start the car and leave, she threw the key on the mirror cabinet, took her handbag and went upstairs. Looking at Zijia standing barefoot on the floor of the living room in her nightdress, she asked, "how did you come to me at night?"
"What are you doing hiding in the car?" Xie Zijia stared at Chen Jing. "I heard the sound of the car flameout. I didn't see you open the door for a while. When I went to the window, I saw that it wasn't your car..."
"What can we do?" Chen Jing wondered if her ears were red. She threw her handbag on the sofa in the living room and said, "something happened at night, so it was delayed so late..." Chen Jing told Zijia everything that happened in the night. As long as she could talk endlessly, her guilt would naturally hide the past. She also specially stood at the window to see that she couldn't see the situation in the car in front of the building. In this way, she had to bite her mouth and refuse to let go.
Xie Zijia doesn't think so. She and Yu Ping are used to flirting with Chen Jing with words. Hearing Chen Jing finish what happened tonight, she just habitually skimmed her pink and tender mouth and made no comment. She can't have a deep understanding of the female workers laid off by suicide. She frowned and thought for a while and said: "Jinhu has developed ess baseband chip technology. We want to use the technical scheme based on ess baseband chip technology to produce mobile phones. Where is the market? We should really consider the needs of middle and low-level people in our society for mobile communications... Although mobile phones are a luxury for laid-off workers at this time, I think the hardware price of mobile phones will change with the passage of time Mobile communication charges will fall sharply, and laid-off workers will become the market objects we consider... "
"You frowned and thought about these things for a long time?" Chen Jing smiled and pinched Zijia's cheek. "Your brain is really stuffed with ice. Even your thinking is cold..."
"It would be nice if Zhang Ke had compassion to perform in front of you. If he hadn't been studying the middle and low-end market, why do you think he knew so thoroughly about the problems of laid-off workers? I just wanted to step on these smelly men." Xie Zijia said.
"Come on, come on, anyway, I know no one dares to oppress you," Chen Jing interrupted Xie Zijia's self declaration with a smile. "After running outside all day, I went to take a bath. No one wants to listen to your remarks here."
Chen Jing feels the kind of self-contained courage from Zhang Ke that other men have never given her. In addition to her amazing business talent, there is also a unique temperament. The feeling tonight is so clear that she can't help feeling his cheek when sitting in the car.
Chen Jing walked into the bathroom, turned on the tap to drain water into the bathtub, sat in the bathtub, thinking about the feeling of the moment when her hands touched her cheeks in the car, and the panic and sweetness of waiting to be kissed for a few seconds. She was a little crazy. She didn't know what to do about the next meeting. She didn't know whether to continue or just keep this beautiful feeling. Even if she wanted to continue, it should be the next time After all, it's an affair. She can't go shopping and watch movies like ordinary lovers. Chen Jing thinks with her head in her hand. For a moment, she thinks about the wonderful feeling of touch in the car and how the relationship between the two people should develop without embarrassment.
After putting half the water in the bathtub, he said to the air, "Zhang Ke, I gave you a half discount. You should treat me better, don't you know?"
"Who are you talking to?" Xie Zijia asked through the translucent glass in the bedroom outside.
"Er..." Chen Jing couldn't help laughing. She immersed her whole body in the water and said to Xie Zijia outside the glass door, "isn't there a meeting tomorrow? I'll practice speaking first."
Meimei had a good sleep. When she woke up in the morning, she felt comfortable and refreshed. Chen Jing didn't know when she had slept so comfortably. She looked at the watch on the bedside table and slept for six hours. She stepped on the floor barefoot and looked at her skin in the makeup mirror as white as a boiled egg. Chen Jing was very satisfied with her skin color today. She thought it was really strange, Gentle touch can make people's mood change so much.
Chen Jing stands in front of the window and wants the scenery of the lake and mountains to nourish her eyes. Mu ran sees a sapphire blue Porsche parked downstairs. It doesn't look like someone is in the car. She thinks of the joke of borrowing the car from Zhang Ke last night. She goes downstairs barefoot and sees an envelope stuffed in on the floor in front of the living room. Chen Jing runs with a smile to pick up the envelope from the floor and pour out a car key, And a handwritten note.
"The driver asked for a temporary leave and the car stopped in front of the building," Zhang wrote
Chen Jing smiled and read the twelve words and two punctuation marks on the note many times. Listening to Xie Zijia's voice walking upstairs, she quickly stuffed the note into the envelope, threw the envelope into the crack of the mirror cabinet in the porch, watched Zijia come downstairs, smiled and asked, "why did you get up so early?"
"You go downstairs, you think the sound insulation in the villa is very good?" Zijia looked at a Porsche parked in front of the building and asked strangely, "whose car is parked here?"
"Oh, I borrowed it from Zhang Ke," Chen Jingyang raised the car key in his hand. "I don't know who he sent to park the car in front of the building at night and put the car key through the crack in the door."
"How old do you think Zhang Ke is and how his aesthetic outlook is the same as that of my father?" Xie Zijia frowned and looked at the streamlined body of the Porsche sapphire blue parked in front of the building. "Among this Porsche, this sapphire blue is the ugliest! You say that the high-end mobile phone designs of Jinhu are really Zhang Ke's own catch? His aesthetic outlook is too suspicious."
Chen Jing smiled but didn't speak. She went upstairs to wash in the palm of her hand holding the car key tightly. She wanted to call Zhang Ke. She didn't want to have a long relationship with her children. She didn't know whether Zhang Ke woke up, so she was patient and didn't call.
After washing and applying light makeup, watching the rising sun rise from the lake in the East, Chen Jingcai picked up the phone and dialed Zhang que. The phone hasn't been connected yet. Lengbu Ding Xie Zijia pushed the door and came in.
"Lend me your lotion," Xie Zijia came in and went to the dressing table to find the lotion. Seeing that Chen Jing had a strange expression with her mobile phone, she turned back and asked, "who are you calling?"
"I didn't give it to anyone, Zhang Ke. When people lend me a car, they always call him to thank him. I don't know if he wakes up..." Chen Jing disguised and talked nonsense with Zijia. At this time, the phone was connected, and Zhang Ke's slightly low voice came from the microphone: "Do you still like the car? This Porsche is my favorite car. I don't have much chance to drive. I'm not free this morning. When do you lack a driver in the afternoon, just call me..."
"Thank you for sending me back yesterday and lending me the car today... I'll use it for a few days. When they find out the problem, my car can be returned." In front of Zijia, Chen Jing's tone of voice can only be business, calm and polite. She doesn't want to show her affection for Zhang Ke in front of Zijia. She prevaricates a few words and hangs up the phone. After Zijia leaves with moisturizer, Chen Jing deeply regrets that Zhang Ke understands what he means to refuse him. Thinking of this, empress Chen Jinghou I'm sorry to have to scratch my head. Such a calm and polite phone call must have been misunderstood, but she didn't call again to tell Zhang Kegang that Zijia had the courage to speak like this in her bedroom. She was very tangled in her heart.
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