Chapter 44: Feast

When Zhao Guodong and Kou Ling came out of Maxim Western Restaurant, they felt a little unsatisfied. Maxim Western Restaurant and Moscow Western Restaurant have always been the examples of Western food in Beijing. One is French and the other is Russian and Western, which depends entirely on one's own feelings.

"Where will I go to sit here?" Zhao Guodong asked casually.

A few glasses of red wine are actually nothing in normal times, but today it makes Kou Ling excited, "Guodong, let's go and sing. I haven't sang for a long time, and you don't come to the capital often."

"It's just the two of us?" Zhao Guodong said something more. Seeing Kou Ling's face unswervingly, he quickly continued: "Okay, I'll follow your arrangements today. If you want to have fun, we'll go wherever you say."

Kou Ling's mood improved again, "Well, let's go, I'll take you to a singing city. The environment is good. Young people in our unit often go there."

Zhao Guodong actually didn't want to accompany Kou Ling to sing. He knew that when he came to such an occasion, he could not avoid drinking. The lonely man and widowed woman were together, and there was a little meaning between the two, and it was easy to splash some sparks in this atmosphere.

"How many good sisters do you have? Why are every sister so haggard? How many good sisters do you have? Why are every sister married to tears?..." Kou Ling sang very devotedly. Meng Tingwei's album was so melodious that she really had a bit of original singing.

Zhao Guodong gently sipped the wine and listened carefully to the other party's heartfelt chanting.

Kou Ling seems to be in a bad mood this year. After Mia resigned, she lived in the capital for a while. This was what Zhao Guodong only learned from Kou Ling. Mia finally quit her job at Citibank and re-entered her life as a wandering clan. According to Kou Ling, Mia may have gone to Guangzhou or Shenzhen now, and her phone number has changed, so she can't contact her now.

Zhao Guodong didn't say much. Miya did change her phone number and did go to Guangzhou. However, she kept in touch with Zhao Guodong. Zhao Guodong also knew that Miya and Kou Ling were also in touch, but Kou Ling seemed to not want him to know Miya's contact information.

Kou Ling sang a song "The Heart is Too Soft" for Zhao Guodong. It was a classic work by Richie Ren. Zhao Guodong's duet was not good. In his own words, his voice was more suitable for roaring and shouting, but in the face of Kou Ling's interest, he could only reluctantly come this song, which of course won the applause of Kou Ling alone.

When the songs of "I'm Not Caution" and "I Quietly Blind Your Eyes" sounded, the popularity in the private room seemed to increase a lot. The originally thin clothes became more sensitive. This track that is most suitable for jumping on the veneer and slow down is undoubtedly a gift for lovers.

The sweet fragrance between Kou Ling's lips rippled through Zhao Guodong's breath. Zhao Guodong could even feel the enthusiasm on Kou Ling's cheeks. The combination of alcohol and emotions seemed to make Kou Ling a little hot and enthusiastic.

Zhao Guodong's coat was thrown on the sofa in the outer room. The thin T-shirt could not block the rapid increase in popularity. The dark lights in the dance floor made the two of them wander on the edge of out of control. Zhao Guodong realized that something might happen tonight, but he was powerless and unable to refuse at this time.

Kou Ling's hand, which was originally holding Zhao Guodong's shoulder, slowly slid towards Zhao Guodong's tiger neck, and finally formed a circle to hug Zhao Guodong, and his body was tightly attached to Zhao Guodong like a branch. The slow-shaking dance music provided them with the best opportunity.

Zhao Guodong lowered his head, feeling confused, "Kou Ling?"

"Don't say, Guodong, don't think about anything, don't say anything, that's it, okay?" Kou Ling raised her head, her bright eyes shining under the dark light, and the greasy sound in her breath was enough to make a normal man's body numb.

Zhao Guodong quickly noticed the changes in his body. Kou Ling pressed her body tightly against his body. The melodious and melodious dance music made the two intoxicated by this slow swaying and rubbing state. In the darkness, Kou Ling raised his jaw, opened his lips slightly, and his breath was tight, as if he was looking for something.

In this situation, Zhao Guodong knew that he had no choice but to hug the other person's waist tightly and gently lower his head and print it down.

Zhao Guodong, who woke up from the morning sun, looked at the beautifully curved body lying in front of him in obsession. This is his favorite of high school obsession? It is said that some things can only be kept in memory. I wonder if it is a kind of comfort to say that the grapes are sour?

Zhao Guodong believes that this is absolutely true. Fortunately, he did not believe the ridiculous fallacy and left a regret in his memory.

Kou Ling's figure is undoubtedly the most beautiful body of a woman Zhao Guodong has ever seen. If someone must compare it, perhaps only Cheng Ruolin's body can be compared.

Although Gu Xiaoou's body is longer and more toned, she is still a 23-year-old girl after all, lacking the charm of a mature woman. She may be able to surpass it in time. Cheng Ruolin is a little shorter than Kou Ling in size, and Kou Ling's side lying is like an Aphrodite in her sleep, which is completely the most perfect golden ratio.

The night of madness made the girl fall asleep, but the bright red luster and lovely complexion on her cheeks made her look at it. The girl who was still sleeping had just tasted the sweetness and moisturizing brought by sex. Her round and smooth shoulders and slender and delicate arms were exposed outside the bedding, and her delicate and cute cherry lips and lips still had a smile on her lips.

The annoying buzzing of mobile phones interrupted Zhao Guodong's appreciation of artworks. Kou Ling also woke up from her sleep and saw Zhao Guodong supporting her body to admire her body. Not only did she not hide her shyly, but she was proud to let her lover see more clearly.

Zhao Guodong sighed and answered the phone, "Hello, Mr. Dong."

"Oh, the discussion is over? How is the situation?" Zhao Guodong's voice was still unconscious. Kou Ling realized that his lover might have something important to do, so he stopped his visual temptation to Zhao Guodong, and just pressed his body tighter with the other person's body, especially his butt tightly squeezing Zhao Guodong's lower body.

"It's over, it's confirmed? When will I report to the department? Why don't I report to it tomorrow? Oh, I'm a little confused. Why did I forget that tomorrow is Saturday?" Zhao Guodong was in a good mood. "Thank you, Mr. Dong, no problem. After I go back, I will convey the opinions of the State Electric Power Company to the Municipal Party Committee. I will fulfill my promises in a good way. Don't worry, Mr. Dong, thank you, ok, goodbye."

Seeing that Zhao Guodong finally put down the phone, the expression and smile on his face undoubtedly received a pleasant news, Kou Ling turned around and said, "What's wrong, Guodong?"

"It's done!" Zhao Guodong was very excited. The Party Committee of the State Power Company decided to focus on building Ningling into a power equipment and material manufacturing base in the central and western regions, and would submit the opinions to the Ministry of Energy on Monday. The key link has been passed, and the Ministry of Energy is already a matter of reporting procedures.

"What's the final result?" Kou Ling leaned his jaw against Zhao Guodong's healthy chest, and a pair of soft-skinned breasts on his chest were gently rubbed between the other party's abdomen.

"My work to come to Beijing this time has basically ended, so I can relax." Zhao Guodong smiled proudly, "Well, it's time to indulge indulgence."

It seemed that he could hear the profound meaning of Zhao Guodong's words, and Kou Ling's heart was also shaking. Before he could move, Zhao Guodong had already held up her buttocks and pressed them again and again. Amid Kou Ling's surprise cheers and screams, there was another storm.

The two of them stayed in bed until noon before getting up. Kou Ling noticed that Zhao Guodong was constantly calling, sometimes solemnly, sometimes intimately, sometimes in respect, sometimes incredible. Obviously, they were in contact with something. Until lunch, Zhao Guodong was still busy.

Zhao Guodong has always been hesitant. Is it appropriate to attend such an important banquet in the evening to bring some inappropriate impressions to the leader? However, when he saw Kou Ling's delicate and gentleness as a little girl, he couldn't help feeling soft. Isn't it just a meal?
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