Chapter 539 - Chapter 539: Jing Muchen’s Call (5)
Chapter 539: Jing Muchen’s Call (5)
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Zhang Qingdu nodded and said with a smile,” It’s okay. By the way, which company is he the CEO of?”
“Oh, Jingyang Group.” Wu Lili didn’t doubt him and said.
Zhang Qingdu was slightly stunned.” The leading company in D City?”
“Yeah, so did my friend marry a good husband? Grandpa Jing was so rich, and most importantly, he treated her so well! He wouldn’t even look at other women. He was really a peerless good man!”Wu Lili said enviously.
Zhang Qingdu smiled. He put down his knife and fork and reached out to gently put Wu Lili’s hand on the table. He looked at her with his clear eyes and said,” Lili, don’t worry. After you become my girlfriend, I will treat you very well.””
Wu Lili’s hands were trembling slightly. The man’s hands were fair, warm, and slightly calloused. He firmly covered her small hands.
She looked at the refined man in front of her and sighed in her heart. So be it.
Li Garden.
Su Ruowan pushed open the door and saw the two children sitting obediently on the big sofa in the living room watching cartoons.
“Mommy! Daddy!” Jiujiu climbed off the sofa and ran over with a happy smile.
“Wanwan, you’re back!” Jing Yanxi was leaning against the back of the chair, blinking his big black eyes.
“Sir, Madam, you’re back.”Aunt Qiao was walking out of the kitchen with a plate of fruits. She said with a smile.
The room was air-conditioned and warm. Su Ruowan took off her coat and patted Jiujiu’s little head as she said,” Aunt Qiao, I’m sorry. Jiujiu didn’t mess with you just now, did she?””
“Jiujiu?” Auntie Qiao looked confused.” No, the little girl is very obedient. She went to do her homework after dinner and only turned on the television after she finished her homework.”
Su Ruowan wrinkled her nose and turned around to glare at the expressionless Jing Muchen.
Next time, she would never be deceived again!
Jing Muchen rubbed his nose and walked back to the bedroom without saying a word.
Su Ruowan stayed in the living room to watch cartoons with the two little fellows for a while. She looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already nine o’clock. She urged,” Jiujiu, Yanyan, be good and take a shower and sleep. You still have to go to kindergarten tomorrow.””
After serving the two children with Aunt Qiao and coaxing them to sleep, Su Ruowan got up and left the small room, walking back to the bedroom.
When she pushed open the bedroom door, she saw Jing Muchen still wearing a blue knitted shirt and black trousers. He was sitting comfortably on the sofa in the bedroom, reading a magazine.
“Why didn’t you shower?” Su Ruowan was slightly surprised. He had a slight obsession with cleanliness and would usually go to take a shower as soon as he got home.
She had been outside for so long, yet he was reading a magazine in the house?
Jing Muchen closed the magazine and placed it on the coffee table beside him. He stood up and said,” I’ll wait for you.””
As he spoke, he reached out and unbuttoned his chest.
Su Ruowan blushed because of the hint in his words. She lowered her head and closed the door, slowly walking to the wardrobe.
She didn’t know if it was because she had been with him for a long time and hadn’t been intimate for a few days. At this moment, her heart actually trembled a little and she was looking forward to it.
The footsteps behind her slowly drew closer. Jing Muchen reached out and took out the pajamas that she had just taken out and threw them back. His thin lips moved closer to her ear and whispered,” Why are you still taking the pajamas? You won’t be wearing them later anyway.””
Su Ruowan’s face was hot. Before she could speak, he had already carried her and walked into the bathroom.
In the bathroom.
In the steaming hot bathtub, Su Ruowan was like a drowning person who had grabbed onto a life-saving straw after experiencing a bout of love. She hugged Jing Muchen’s neck tightly and lay in his arms, panting slightly.
Under the water, the two bodies were pressed together. Through the transparent water waves, they were clearly and ambiguously exposed.
Jing Muchen lowered his head and planted a kiss on her sweaty forehead. He used his slender fingers to push her wet hair behind her ear. His hand was on her fleshy little earlobe, gently kneading it as if he was addicted..