Her cheeks were flushed, so hot that a raw egg could be cooked. She quickly took out her hand, took out a paper towel, and wiped away the sticky semen.

It was obviously him who did that kind of thing, but it was her who felt so embarrassed.

So, this is the difference between men and women.

After doing all this, Ye Ziqing still didn't dare to raise her head to look at Shen Shaoting. Her heart was beating so hard that she lowered her head and just said: "I'm going to take a shower."

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't even dare to glance out of the corner of her eyes, and walked straight towards the bathroom.

Deep but still blazing eyes stared at her back scorchingly, the corners of Shen Shaoting's mouth slowly raised, and his voice was deep.

"Didn't Mrs. Shen just take a shower?"

"No...not washed...I'll wash it again..."

The tall body directly blocked her path. Ye Ziqing paused and then raised her head. His hot thin lips had already been directly pressed down, covering her red lips, entangled wantonly. He kissed her slowly and passionately, and sucked hard* He sucked the tip of her tongue until she felt numb, and then he let go when he was satisfied.

Holding her in his arms, Shen Shaoting made their bodies stick together tightly, without any gaps, and they were tightly sealed.

His hot part was just touching her deep jungle. His strong arms hugged her body and lifted her up, pulling her legs apart. His strong waist squeezed in, deliberately letting the most sensitive part of the two of them relax. Slowly rubbing against the ground, generating heat, and the heat flow overflows involuntarily...

A numb feeling spread all over her body. Her whole body was numb and she could only breathe heavily.

Her body shook slightly, and Ye Ziqing could not suppress the flow of fine Shen Yin from her lips; "Well..."

He no longer endured the torture, and quickly placed her body beside the bed, and then the swollen heat drove straight in, burying directly into her moist and warm vagina, filling her up without any gaps.

Her body was as soft as a puddle of water, and an indescribable lump felt inside her body.

The strong bronze man's body is in sharp contrast to the woman's white body, colliding, moaning, and hot...

The night is getting dark, but the room is full of spring scenery, boundless...

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When Ye Ziqing woke up from her sleep, she found that she had returned to Shen Mansion, not a hotel suite.

Thinking back carefully, her mind went blank. She and Ben didn't know exactly when she returned to Shen's house.

Looking at the time, it was already eight o'clock. Ye Ziqing sat up from the bed, but her body felt like it had been run over by a wheel.

Thinking of yesterday's heat, her cheeks turned slightly red and then became extremely hot.

There were quite a few people having breakfast in Shen House today. Except for Shen Yuqing, who was not there, everyone else was there.

Su Lan raised her head, looked at Shen Shaoting, and said, "Shaoting, your grandmother called this morning and asked you to go to Beijing."

"Grandma didn't say anything?" Shen Shaoting paused his movements, his deep voice mixed with a touch of softness.

"She said she hadn't seen you for a long time and missed you. She was busy with work in Beijing during this period and couldn't spare time, so she asked you to come over."

"Well..." He responded softly, as if he had made a decision; "Zi Qing and I will go to Beijing together..."

Zi Qing...

In my memory, this was the first time he called her name that way. It was subtle, but she thought it sounded nice.

Hearing this, Lidya Su's expression changed slightly, but she hid it well and made her excuse gentle and pleasant.

"With Zi Qing here, Mom can still have a companion. Once she leaves, Mom will be the only one left in such a big house. How lonely, isn't it, Zi Qing?"

The words have already been said to this point, what else should she say?

After regaining consciousness, Ye Ziqing smiled; "I listen to my mother."

For the first time, Su Lan felt a little satisfied with Ye Ziqing and patted her shoulder.

Ye Ziqing was a little flattered and gave a stiff smile, which was more unnatural.

Shen Shaoting raised his eyebrows and looked at her for a few times, then moved his thin lips and spoke lightly.

"Mom, do you think grandma really misses me? She is a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking. She obviously wants to see her grandson-in-law and great-grandson. She didn't spend her honeymoon after getting married. Zi Qing happened to have another vacation, so even if she went Honeymoon in Beijing and see grandma again, the best of both worlds..."

Su Lan was speechless and had nothing to say. Although she was dissatisfied, she could only nod her head, "Just do as you say."

Lin Yirong also said: "Then I will go back to Beijing together tomorrow. I want to go back too. Grandpa also called to urge me."

"Then you and your brother Shen go together. There will be someone to take care of you on the way, so Auntie can rest assured." Su Lan said to Lin Yirong with a pleasant look.

Putting down his chopsticks, Shen Lianjue, who had been speechless, also spoke: "I miss my grandma."

Su Lan glanced at him and said directly, "Just stay at home and review your homework."

With one sentence, Shen Lianjue's path was cut off. His expression was a little dissatisfied and dull.

Later, Shen Shaoting went to the company, but Su Lan stayed in Shen's house and did not go out, so it was impossible for Ye Ziqing to stay in Shen's house anymore.

She was bored shopping on the street, thinking about going to Beijing tomorrow, she planned to buy a gift.

After calling Shen Lianjue and asking about it, she decided to buy some specialties.

night.

Ye Ziqing had just finished making a facial mask. The door to the room was pushed open. Shen Shaoting walked in. He threw his black coat on the sofa and poured a glass of red wine.

"What time is the flight tomorrow?"

"Eight in the morning……"

"Do you still need to pack your luggage?"

He took a sip of red wine and said two words: "No need."

Nodding, Ye Ziqing still packed her suitcase. She bought a lot of specialties, and it was impossible not to bring a suitcase.

Sitting lazily on the sofa, he squinted his eyes and squinted at her as she stuffed some red and green things in, frowning: "What?"

"It's a special product." She didn't look up and was still stuffing it hard. It seemed that she had bought too much and the suitcase was a little unable to fit in it.

"Mrs. Shen is quite thoughtful..."

Ye Ziqing shrugged and said without any shame, "I think so too."

Shen Shaoting's thin lips curled up slightly; "Is there any dinner in the kitchen?"

"Are you hungry?" She turned and looked at him.

His slender fingers slightly pinched his eyebrows, and he spoke, with a strong smell of alcohol on his lips; "I drank a lot of wine during the party, so I suppressed the smell of alcohol..."

Hearing this, Ye Ziqing stood up and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

There are ramen noodles in the kitchen, as well as some diced beef and some coriander.

In a short time, she prepared a bowl of beef ramen, which was very light and the beef was almost chopped into pieces.

Shen Shaoting stared at it twice and sat there without moving.

She turned around, a little surprised; "Don't want to eat?"

"There are carrots in it..."

"Eat it or not, radish is not poison." Ye Ziqing ignored him and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

After a whole day of socializing, all he could eat was wine. Smelling the light aroma, Shen Shaoting was really hungry.

He glanced at the white radish slices floating in the bowl again, his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned, and after a while, he finally picked up the chopsticks with his big hands.

She took a shower, washed her hair, and by the time she walked out of the bathroom, it was already half an hour later.

The tall body had fallen on the bed, seemingly asleep.

Stepping softly, Ye Ziqing looked at the coffee table, and then felt confused about whether to laugh or cry.

She finally fully understood how much he didn't like eating white radish. On the edge of the coffee table, there were more than a dozen pieces of white radish that he specially picked out with chopsticks.

The noodle soup has even been drunk, and the bowls and chopsticks have been washed, except for the white radish.

Who would have thought that the famous CEO Shen of City S would eat like a child, picking out anything he didn't like with chopsticks.

Smiling lightly, she cleared the coffee table, said good night to him, and fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up at six o'clock and rushed to the airport without stopping for a moment to collect tickets, go through security, and board the plane.

Shen Shaoting's seat was by the window. There were documents to be processed by the company in front of him. His eyes were focused and his long fingers kept flipping through the leaves.

Ye Ziqing sat next to him, picked up the magazine on the plane and looked at it twice. She was not interested and put it back where it was.

Across the aisle from her, sat a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, who looked like a business elite; "Miss, is your profession a teacher?"

Nodding, Ye Ziqing felt surprised and curious; "How do you know?"

"Intuition, my intuition has always been very accurate and I have never made any mistakes. The lady has a very calm and quiet temperament." The man smiled softly.

Sitting there with nothing to do anyway, the two started chatting. During this chat, they found that they were very similar in terms of interests and hobbies.

Having a common topic made chatting more enjoyable, and the man was mature and humorous, making Ye Ziqing laugh non-stop.

As soon as he raised his chin, Shen Shaoting saw the woman next to him holding her chin with her hand, and she kept chuckling. Her bright eyes were narrowed into a slit, her cheeks were pink, like a cat, and the color in his eyes was slightly A little deeper.

Ye Ziqing didn't notice, still listening to the man opposite telling jokes, and even laughed to the point of tears.

The beautiful woman smiled like a flower, and the man was delighted and handed over his business card.

She was about to reach out to pick it up when the deep voice fell on her ear: "Get up..."
To be continued...