Chapter 61: Little one, did you cry today?

  In the capital's night, there weren't many vehicles, but Wang Zhēng was still driving very slowly and steadily. He had a habit that if it wasn't necessary, he would never speed in urban areas. This point was exactly opposite to Shàngguān Shīshī.

  When they arrived at the destination, Zhang Mingqi had already fallen asleep leaning against the seat. Wang Zheng quickly glanced at Zhang Mingqi's undulating waves with a thief-like gaze, and his heart suddenly felt a strong surge of emotions.

  "This woman is going to eat me alive!" Wang Da Bao's heart secretly lamented.

  Wang Zhong supported Zhang Mingqi to walk to the downstairs of her house, and saw many people gathered at the elevator door discussing in a flurry. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the elevator was broken.

  "My apartment is on the 24th floor." Zhang Mingqi didn't know why she had a strange sense of trust in the stranger beside her, and after saying that sentence, she fell asleep on Wang Zheng's shoulder. Tonight, she was really tired.

  Wang Zheng certainly knew which floor she lived on, but carrying a girl of around 100 jin up to the 24th floor was absolutely a kind of happy enjoyment.

  A weight of over 100 catties was basically negligible for Wang Zheng, who had been carrying heavy loads on long journeys for years.

  Wang Zheng slightly shifted his body and had already picked up Zhang Mingqi, who was asleep. Feeling the amazing tactile sensation and elasticity coming from his back, Comrade Killer's heart suddenly became excited!

  "This bodyguard is really handsome!"

  Wang Zheng slowly walked up the stairs with Zhang Mingqi on his back, walking very slowly. This guy even focused all his attention on his own back, carefully feeling the warm softness of his back. Wang Zheng's nosebleed was about to flow out.

  "No, no, I can't do this. I need to calm down, calm down, calm down." Zhang Mingqi's figure was indeed too good, and as a normal man, Wang Zheng couldn't help but react. Fortunately, he had to walk with his back bent while carrying her, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find an excuse to bend over.

  "To shift attention, to shift attention..." Zhang Mingqi's entire body was pressed against Wang Zheng's back, this feeling was really too enchanting. Wang Zheng kept comforting himself, shifting his attention away from his back.

  "Transfer, transfer, oh, the thighs are also very smooth and elastic..." Wang Zhong's nerves were indeed strong enough, instantly shifting his attention to Zhang Mingqi's thighs, pinching them hard and saying seriously.

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  Under Wang Zhong's deliberate delay, it took a full hour to climb to the 24th floor. Zhang Mingqi slept soundly on his back, occasionally letting out belches with a strong smell of alcohol that sprayed onto Wang Zhong's ears, which instead stirred up this guy's beastly desires.

  He pulled out the key from his bag and opened the door, and Wang Zhong was immediately drawn in by the scene before him. This so-called private apartment of Zhang Mingqi's was just a small one-bedroom unit, but what was vastly different from her identity as a powerful businesswoman was that her living room and bedroom were filled with all sorts of plush toys!

  The big plush toys were over two meters tall, and the small ones were countless. When Wang Zhong saw the little bear sitting alone in the corner with its head drooping, he suddenly felt a very clear loneliness. A certain super bodyguard turned his face to look at Zhang Mingqi who was leaning on his shoulder, and a song suddenly appeared in his mind.

  Dear little one, did you cry today? Have all your friends gone away, leaving behind the loneliness that can't be taken with you? Smart little one, did you cry today? Did you stain your beautiful clothes but couldn't find anyone to confide in...

  This is Su Rui's song "Dear Child" that was popular in the last century, and now after nearly thirty years, on a certain dream channel "Huaxia Good Voice", this old song has been performed by a big boy named Kong Zhen Dong to great acclaim.

  For some reason, Wang Zhong's mind actually had such an idea, which made him laugh at himself.

  Carrying Zhang Mingqi into the bedroom, he gently placed her on the bed. Looking at Zhang Mingqi lying asleep, Wang Zheng stroked his own chest and swallowed hard, then turned to leave.

  Unexpectedly, Wang Zhēng had just turned around when Zhang Míngqī suddenly sat up and started vomiting violently. The bright red martini was spat out in large mouthfuls, resulting in her clothes being completely stained, as if dyed with fresh blood.

  Zhang Mingqi originally wore a white shirt under his jacket, but now it's all wet from the wine he spat out and clings to his plump figure, revealing his stunning curves!

  Although it's a red wine, it creates another kind of extremely tempting and unusual beauty!

  It was already late at night, a stunning beauty in front of Wang Zhong played a wet and seductive game, how could he bear it?

  What left Wang Zhen speechless was that after vomiting, Zhang Mingqi actually lay down and continued to sleep!

  "Am I helping you change clothes? Or am I helping you change clothes? Alas, a woman is so sloppy, it's really unbearable! This made the killer comrade who was good at undressing people feel helpless and hesitant for a long time. Finally, Wang Zheng made up his mind."

  "I won't take advantage of you, I'll just close my eyes."

  After convincing himself, Wang Zheng finally smiled and prepared to close his eyes, reaching for the first button on Zhang Mingqi's collar.

  The Eastern Tyrant Comrade had never been a good man or a devout believer, and since he was young, he hadn't done anything less than peeking through the windows of the girls' bathhouse. However, before closing his eyes, Wang Zhēn's gaze suddenly swept to the big teddy bear sitting alone in the corner, and his heart inexplicably tightened, that clear sense of loneliness rising again. He sighed, picked up a towel, and roughly wiped Zhang Míngqī's face, then gently laid her down, covering her with a thin blanket.

  Looking at Zhang Mingqi's tempting lips and the plump chest that rose and fell with her breathing, Wang Zheng indeed felt a bit regretful.

  "I won't help you change your clothes tonight, just make do for one night and get up early tomorrow to take a bath yourself." Wang Zhēng said this and didn't care if Zhang Míngqī could hear or not, then gently closed the bedroom door.

  More than three hours later, Zhang Mingqi finally woke up, rubbing his sore head and looking at himself lying neatly in his own bed. He wanted to recall what had happened the night before, but found that his memory was already quite fuzzy. He only vaguely remembered Wang Zheng fighting for him at the bar, but as for the many details after leaving the bar, Zhang Mingqi couldn't remember no matter how hard he tried.

  After a night of being burned by the flames of wine, Zhang Mingqi was now very thirsty. He walked into the kitchen and suddenly his eyes lit up, with a ripple rising from the bottom of his heart.

  On the table was a cup of thick milk and a plate of carefully selected strawberries, bright red and juicy.

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  Since that night, Zhang Mingqi's gaze towards Wang Zheng had subtly changed.

  Sometimes Wang Zheng comes to Zhang Mingqi's office to chat, and Zhang Mingqi won't even joke with Wang Zheng, and will try to avoid eye contact with him.

  For a super special forces who can observe and execute details to the extreme, Zhang Mingqi's evasive eyes may be very hidden, but they cannot escape Wang Zhen's eyes. On this point, Wang Zhen also feels very playful. To let a high-educated and capable intellectual sexy woman do so to oneself, it has to be said that it is a very interesting and fulfilling thing.

  That night, whether Zhang Mingqi was drunk or not, and whether he used the wine to do something, no one knew. After all, once there is alcohol between men and women, the atmosphere will unknowingly become ambiguous.

  Wang Zheng still savors the feeling, savoring the sensation of Zhang Mingqi lying on his back. The elasticity and tactile sensation that are so good they can bring out the devil deep within one's heart, every time he thinks about it, Wang Zheng's nose has an urge to bleed.

  And so, life has inadvertently gained some small pleasures and small romantic feelings.

  But today Wang Zhong couldn't exchange sweet glances with Zhang Mingqi, he had to take Sheng Fei and Shangguan Shi Shi to do something very meaningful - drive Shangguan Qinglang's Porsche.

  Last time at the Tianping Mountain Villa, because Wang Zheng drove and blocked Shang Feng's way with his car, as a result, this arrogant second young master actually took out a small knife and scratched Shang Feng's car door. After the incident, it cost more than 8,000 yuan to repaint the car. Although Shang Feng didn't mind the money, Wang Zheng was indeed stifled by the eldest son of the Shang family for a long time. Swallowing his anger wasn't his style, so he must get revenge this time.

  However, what surprised Wang Zheng slightly was that when Shangguan Shi heard that he was going to find a job, she also put down her work and insisted on following him out.

  Then Wang Da drove away in his Shang Kuai with two extremely beautiful women, looking very cool.

  Shangguan Qinglang has moved out to live alone, he bought a villa in the fourth ring of the capital and lives there by himself. He also hired four beautiful female maids, all of whom are graduate students at top universities in the capital, each with stunning figures and pretty faces. Shangguan Qinglang has a strange hobby, he likes to play with women, but only those with high academic qualifications, which gives him a sense of conquest. Of course, he doesn't want to get involved with female PhDs from famous foreign universities, those third-gender people are probably at least in their forties.

  Parents don't care, brother Shang Guan Yun Xiao doesn't come either, Shang Guan Qing Lang is in his own villa, doing whatever he wants, every day the villa will stage a lively and intense battle.

  The two sons of the Shangguan family, Qi and his brother, are absolutely the topic of conversation in the upper echelons of the capital's society. The eldest son, Shangguan Yunxiao, is extremely low-key, and as the most likely person to inherit the Shangguan family's enormous wealth, he has shown a very indifferent attitude towards it, to the point where others can't even see that he has any interest in controlling the Shangguan family's business empire. Shangguan Yunxiao never attends any high-society gatherings, and those rowdy nightclubs are places he would never set foot in; he also has no interest in socializing with the capital's powerful young masters.

  Shangguan Yunxiao's greatest hobby is planting fields, raising flowers, feeding pigeons and rabbits. Shangguan Yunxiao collected many rare seeds of flowers and grasses, all of which were planted by himself. In the spring, his garden was in full bloom, with hundreds of flowers competing for beauty. Later, Shangguan Yunxiao even bought a small piece of land in the suburbs of Beijing to build a small farm, playing with micro-circulation systems, and really living a self-sufficient life without contention with the world.

  What's most speechless is that, despite having a net worth of over 100 million, every time Officer Yunshuo goes out, he drives himself, not in a Bugatti Veyron or Rolls-Royce, but in the most inconspicuous and common Passat!

  Shangguan Qinglang had once really looked down on him, bought a Haval H9 and sent it to his brother, but the result was that this excellent brother of his didn't even touch it, still driving that old Passat, which left Shangguan Qinglang speechless.

  For Shangguan Yunxiao, being low-key is a disease, and he has already become seriously ill.

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