Chapter 305

I have sympathy and pity for Fu Shengyi. She is very kind and beautiful. There are two kinds of her beauty, one is the beauty of the soul, the other is the beauty of the outside, and these two kinds of beauty have been interpreted to the limit by Fu Shengyi. All over her body, she exudes a strong element of beauty, which makes people feel good and deep. She can't bear to move her mind.

Facing Fu Shengyi, all I can do is comfort.

It's like comforting a wounded angel.

Under my comfort, Fu Shengyi's mood gradually stabilized, and his expression began to unfold and become active.

"Brother Zhao, I made you laugh." Fu Shengyi rubs his eyes shyly and says.

I smiled and said, "take a rest earlier, it's not early."

Fu Shengyi suddenly took my hand and said hesitantly, "brother Zhao, can you tell me a story before you leave? When my mother is here, she will tell me stories every day, so it's easy for me to fall asleep. " A pair of expectant big eyes look at me, without any evil thoughts.

"Well." I nodded.

Fu Shengyi smiled innocently. With a little effort, she slipped off the orange slippers. After a beautiful arc in the air, she was lying flat on the bed.

I smell a strong fragrance, her body fragrance, in this silent night, more and more clear. Her bed is a single bed, and the space is not large. Fu Shengyi's bed takes up most of the space. She did not cover the blanket, but looked at me half sideways. The man in front of her was unprepared, because in her subconscious mind, brother Zhao was a gentleman.

I have the feeling of bathing in the spring breeze. Fu Shengyi in front of me is so clear, so real and graceful, revealing the unique fragrance and temptation of a girl. Her pink Nightgown is very light and thin. It is closely attached to her body. The curve of her body is exquisite, concave and convex, slim, small face is beautiful, fashionable and full of youth. The slightly dyed red hair is scattered on the pillow, a trace of elegant, gentle light is sprinkled on her face, fragrant shoulder, and the delicate outline of her facial features is very attractive.

Fu Shengyi's clothes are neatly placed behind her head. The Chee V-neck tight women's dress is still shining with gold under the light. A pair of blue women's stockings, on the head of the bed

I moved my body, and the projection of the light on my body just blocked the luster on Fu Shengyi's thigh, which was more mysterious and elegant. Her legs are smooth and delicate, as if they can be blown and broken, her skin is as white and tender as a baby, and her delicate jade feet, which can be described by three inch Golden Lotus, add a sense of reality under the light. In addition, the birthmark on her left calf, light, did not affect her body's beauty, but like finishing touch, like a light, fragrant and beautiful flower blooming on smooth and smooth skin.

Fu Shengyi consciously covered his calves with a blanket, then smiled at me and said, "brother Zhao, please tell me, I will fall asleep in a moment, ha ha."

"What do you want to hear?" I asked.

Fu Shengyi thought about it, blinked his eyes and said with a smile, "what can brother Zhao say? As long as it's brother Zhao's story, I like to listen to everything. "

I feel that the two dimples in front of her cheek are so lovely and beautiful when I look at them nearby.

"Let me tell you a story about a Chinese soldier participating in the world special forces competition..." Gently, gently, I told her a terrifying patriotic story like a child sleeping: a Chinese soldier, in the world's special forces competition, was beaten by American special forces Mike Blair in the final of the Sanda. Just when everyone thought he was bound to lose, he saw countless overseas Chinese waving their national flags and shouting for him Cheering up, his heart suddenly surged into a mysterious force, and finally defeated the invincible American Army Sanda King Mike Blair, and floated the five-star red flag on the podium in Washington

The story I tell, the hero, is actually myself.

But those have become history.

……

Fu Shengyi slightly closed his eyes, and the expression on his face changed a lot, either tense, moved, or satisfied. Her hand, unconsciously clenched my hand.

The hands are soft and delicate, the fingers are slender, the nails are cut neatly, her arms, her arms are as white as green onions, sending out fragrance.

It worked. At the end of the story, Fu Shengyi fell asleep.

Her breathing was very thin, very light, her eyelashes were slightly frowning, and her mouth opened a slit.

Moreover, there was a slight smile on her face.

I didn't stop too much, helped Fu Shengyi cover the blanket, and then left the room gently.

……

This night, everything was OK. God gave me face. After Fu Shengyi fell asleep, he only hit a few small thunder that didn't reach decibels, and then gradually stopped. The rain also stopped.

The next day, when I got up, Fu Shengyi had prepared breakfast, milk and eggs.

After dinner, I went directly to the various projects to check the work.

How influential is a squadron leader?

Maybe not too big.

But in Wangjing, a security squadron leader is in charge of the fate of more than 20 places of entertainment.

The security manager of Party A in each project is very satisfied with my work. When he saw my coming, he nodded hello. When I arrived at Shengjiang bathing center, the security manager of the bathing center, Fang manager, took a Yuxi cigarette and smiled at me: "Captain Zhao, since you became the leader, I have been praised by the general manager every day. You see, your security is more spiritual and dedicated!" The security manager pointed to the guard on duty at the door, then took out a cigarette, handed it to me, and lit it for me.

I smiled and said, "yes."

Manager Fang smiled mysteriously and then said, "by the way, Captain Zhao, are you free tonight?"

"What? Treat? " I asked.

Manager Fang said with a smile: "ha ha, the work is done and everything is easy to say. No problem with the treat. In addition, in order to show my sincerity and affirmation of your work, I decided to bloodletting tonight and introduce yuwan'er, the most beautiful and coquettish young lady in the bath center, to you for a while. They are willing to give me the face of Lao Fang... "

I flicked the ash and said, "I'm not that elegant, provincial manager."

Manager Fang was surprised, but he couldn't figure it out. At the beginning, when Yang Ming was the captain, he was pestering himself to help him every day and let him sleep with the number one red card yuwan'er How come the new squadron leader is not interested in this?

But manager Fang said with a smile, "OK, OK. When will captain Zhao have Yaxing, and I'll take you free again! "

I laugh to answer.

……

After leaving Shengjiang center, I have successively transferred other projects. They are all places of entertainment, and the conduct is almost the same. For my visit, Party A's managers are undoubtedly entertaining karaoke, or chasing girls, and so on. Although these security managers of Party A are all of underworld nature, they show special respect for me. After all, I'm very strict with the security team members on duty, with good image and good manners, which saves a lot of heart for the security manager of Party A. For such a security captain who makes himself worry free, they naturally try to pull him together, and they all want to give me some sweetness.

But the last captain Yang Ming has never enjoyed such treatment. In front of the team members, he is the master, in front of the leader of Party A, he is the grandson. Party A's managers all use Yang Ming as a servant.

But I'm different. The manager of Party A can't find anything wrong with the security work. The company's boss praises the security department every day for its good work, good image and temperament, etc. Enough to make these security managers have admiration for me.

I finally went to Easton Hotel, where I had fought.

Now, I've appointed a veteran to be the monitor of Easton's security class. The monitor is in charge of a good job.

Enter from the east gate. The security guard on duty and the foreman of the East Gate salute and say hello to me in good order. A little smile from me is a kind of return.

This kind of scene really feels like returning to the barracks. At the beginning, when I was the Security Secretary beside chief C, the security guards in Zhongnanhai, the great hall, Beidaihe and other places were the same scene.

I went back to the east gate and checked the registration form. I felt satisfied.

Coincidentally, there is a narrow path for enemies.

The red Porsche happened to come in through the east gate.

After the sentry of the East Gate directed him to park in his seat, he opened the door, and the elegant chairman Jinling came down from the car, followed by her bodyguard Liu Qiang.

Jinling is still the gorgeous dress of that day. Wearing a fashionable Korean suit, the sky blue skirt is densely decorated with red cherry patterns, as well as bright yellow and violet sequins. Shawl long hair, down to the neck and shoulders, a little bit of wind blowing hair fluttering in the wind. With a black belt around her waist, the Korean dress, which was a little loose and fat, was properly stuck, highlighting her wonderful figure and posture to the greatest extent. Under the skirt, the light black silk stockings wrapped the slender jade legs, and the graceful leg lines could be seen in the hazy, with a pair of black elegant women's leather shoes on her feet, walking on the road, holding a wisp of hair on her shoulder , one hand slowly swings with the rhythm of the body. The crystal ornaments on the neck make a good sound.

I think of the past few days, and suddenly feel that Jinling is not as annoying as I thought. In fact, she is a likeable chairman, but she likes it too much. If you change it, I believe her popularity in Easton hotel will increase greatly.

I took the initiative to gather up the past, Jinling slightly stunned, or stopped. Liu Qiang, the bodyguard behind her, smiled at me. Liu Qiang didn't dislike me very much.

"Kim is always good." I started. After all, the other party is the chairman of Party A. when we should respect, we should respect.

Jinling Qiao eyebrows slightly wrinkled, looked at my clothes, and said coldly: "Oh? Can I go to work without a uniform now? "