How did I become a god

Chapter 1390 At the foot of Fragrant Mountain

Chapter 1390 At the foot of Fragrant Mountain

At the foot of Xiangshan Mountain.

The early summer breeze was blowing, the dense leaves were rustling softly, and people who got up early for morning exercises on Saturday morning had already entered the park. Not far away, at the end of a two-lane road, there are about a dozen quiet villas and courtyards located among green mountains and green waters.

The Ren family is here.

Ren He's widow, Zhang Ting, was packing her luggage at home and taking a look at the home where she had lived for nearly twenty years.

The entire courtyard of green bricks and black tiles was quiet, and grape vines were winding on the shelves in the front yard, preserving a little coolness between heaven and earth. The fish in the fish tank in the corner and the dogs that Ren He liked to keep in the past were also sent to his stepson Ren Zhi's villa in Shanghai.

She had already fired all the nannies, and her son Ren Lie did not live with her on the pretext of being busy at work in Ronghe Supermarket. And here everything will end. She will take off from Beijing International Airport next Thursday to fly to Switzerland to be a visiting scholar.

The forty-two-year-old beautiful mature woman Zhang Ting held the door of the living room nostalgically. The texture from the wood was full. The courtyard was quiet. The morning sun illuminated her graceful figure of 1.72 meters, elongating her figure. .

The bright light fell on her fair and beautiful face, making this tall, graceful, elegant and intellectual female university professor, who was wearing a casual and loose white short-sleeved summer T-shirt and a dark blue midi skirt at home, seem like an eternal beauty in time!

Her age on the ID card is 44 years old, but in fact she is only 42 years old. In my early years, I raised my age in order to study early in my hometown. Coupled with proper maintenance, she is still so fair and moist, so bright and charming, as if she is a woman in her thirties, and full of the charm of a mature and beautiful woman. She is really the darling of time.

It's a pity that no one appreciates it.

"Sister Ting..."

The shout at the door of the villa made Zhang Ting come back to her senses from all kinds of endless emotions. When her beautiful eyes focused, and she saw the person clearly, she couldn't help but tremble all over, and the two words in her throat were all gone. Unable to speak.

She originally turned around and wanted to run away. But I don’t know why my feet seem so heavy and limp with no strength. Love is the most harmful word!

Looking at the lean, well-proportioned, energetic man who walked in, she suddenly remembered that she had planned to drive out to buy groceries and cook, so she opened the iron gate of the villa in advance.

Originally, the nanny at home was responsible for opening the door. She didn't have to think about it every day. Who told her to fire the nanny who had served her for many years?

Jing Gao opened the door, walked through the courtyard he had walked through a few years ago, walked up the steps, and walked to the door. He hugged the soft, fair-skinned and beautiful mature woman tightly in his arms, watching her panic. The confused and panic-like eyes of a little girl are endearing.

The anger and depression in his heart involuntarily dropped a little, and he couldn't help but think of her haggard, sad, and pitiful appearance when they met at her husband's funeral five months ago.

"Sister Ting, are you going to leave me?"

Zhang Ting buried her head in Jing Gao's arms, tangled emotions welling up in her heart. She couldn't bear to leave Xiaojing. How could she forget those inseparable times: singing in a low voice while being entranced by him; speaking touching words of love in his ear; taking the initiative to show him her flawless, tall and graceful sexy body, which seduced him. They rushed forward and worked hard.

How could she forget how kind Xiaojing was to her? She will always remember Xiaojing's promise to her: she will never be harmed. Koi did fulfill his promise, regardless of his own losses.

She was conquered both physically and mentally by him!

But she didn't want Lao Ren's reputation to be damaged after his death. Liu Shaojun, who was keeping an eye on her a while ago, also spread rumors about her and Xiaojing. It seems that his son Ren Lie is also aware of it. A person does not live in a vacuum and does not need to care about other people's opinions!

Zhang Ting raised her head, two lines of tears rolled down her fair and bright face. She was sad and weak, but she was still beautiful. She sobbed and said: "Xiaojing~, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Liu Shaojun from Jingming Group stared at me and talked nonsense outside from time to time. I don’t want Lao Ren’s reputation to be damaged after his death. How will I handle myself then?

Xiaojing, I haven’t contacted you in the past five months. It’s not that I don’t miss you, I don’t dare! Afraid of being caught and rumors spread. "

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to caress Jing Gao's face, raised his pretty face, and apologized with tears in his eyes: "Xiao Jing, I'm sorry for you...I'm sorry! You...severely...forgive me!"

Jing Gao silently slapped this delicate and beautiful mature woman on the butt. It still felt so soft and wonderful, and refused: "No. You are crying until your nose and tears come out. It's too ugly."

Mud, you are here to film an American TV series, and you can solve all your worries in one shot. His emotional intelligence has long been experienced, and he understands the thoughts in the heart of this beautiful woman like Sister Ting: You can do whatever you want today, and I will cooperate with you in whatever way you want, but after the breakup, you can let me go to Europe!

"..." Zhang Ting looked at Jing Gao in shock. She didn't expect that the little man who had always been "submissive" to her and couldn't resist her flirting and charm would reject her and even give her a comment of "too ugly". For a moment, she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

You know, every time they met before, he started hugging her passionately and excitedly, as if he didn't want to waste a second. Every time, she would be beaten to the point of death, and her legs would become weak before she would give up.

Zhang Ting buried her head in Jing Gao's arms in shame and wiped her tears on his shirt: "You bastard! Bastard! Xiao Jing, you are a little bastard!"

She didn't even realize that she was acting coquettishly to the man she loved! Not flirting, nothing like flirting.

The charm and flirting of a mature woman are always very moving, reaching straight into a man's heart and making him raise his flag in tribute. But the mature woman's girlish coquettishness is even worse!

Jing Gao couldn't help but smile slightly, "I'm asking you to run away!" Have you revealed your innermost thoughts? He vigorously picked up the beautiful mature woman who was so embarrassed that she lost her temper. She hugged the princess and said, "Sister Ting, where is the bathroom?"

"Ah..." Zhang Ting is very familiar with Jing Gao's arms. After all, she has been carried back and forth by him many times, but it will be upright, and her straight and sexy legs will tightly twist his waist. Tolerating everything about him. I was a little confused when I was asked, who went to the bathroom so early in the morning, "What do you want to do?"

"you."

Zhang Ting's pretty face instantly turned crimson, and she muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you say I'm too ugly?" There was a little excitement in her voice that she was not aware of.

Jing Gao carried the slender and graceful beautiful woman and walked inside. I haven't held her in my arms for a long time and it feels a little heavy. However, it's not that the fair and beautiful professor has become heavier, but that Zhou Shiqing and Yi Hongyun, who are both about the same height, are lighter than her.

This is natural. A forty-two-year-old beautiful mature woman must be plumper than a twenty-two-year-old or a nineteen-year-old young and delicate girl. Said: "So I have to clean you first and then punish you severely."

Zhang Ting's delicate face, as white as jade, was still stained with tears, but at this moment, her face was as crimson as the morning glow. It was really a pear blossom with rain, and it was so bright and moving. The voice was soft and waxy after crying, very sweet and crisp, "Xiaojing, go to the left, I live over there."

The villa has three floors, but she and Lao Ren basically live on the first floor. The layout is the style of a courtyard house.

Jing Gao turned around and carried this beautiful mature woman to the destination with ease, and said: "Sister Ting, I agree with you to go to Switzerland to be a researcher for two years.

But I will send a female assistant to you to take care of your life. A team of bodyguards will also be assigned to you to protect you in shifts 24 hours a day.

Two years is enough time for me to deal with this idiot Liu Shaojun. You don’t want old Liu Shaojun or Liu Shaojun, who is he? Wait until I finish him off, then you can come back if you want.

Zhang Ting, look into my eyes and hear my next words clearly: You will be my woman for the rest of your life! In the next life too! I will still ride on a horse in my next life! Don't even think about leaving, you know? "

Zhang Ting's beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and she looked at her little man affectionately. There was a soft and infinite emotion in her heart: he understood her worries and was willing to consider and solve the problem for her. Then why run away? He said softly, "Yes. Xiaojing, I heard you clearly. I will always be your woman in this life, in the next life, in all my lifetimes, and I will always be with you."

She repeated the words of love, the emotions in her heart were surging and full of tenderness. The sweet voice is lingering and gentle in the early morning sunshine.

"Sister Ting, what did you call me?" Jing Gao placed the beautiful mature woman who was talking passionately in love in front of the bathroom mirror and turned on the faucet on the sink.

Zhang Ting looked at Jing Gao blankly, then lowered her head shyly, and washed her face after crying with water, soft and intellectual, then turned to look at Jing Gao, and finally shouted out that sentence in the home where she and Lao Ren had lived for many years. Title: "Husband..."

Looking at the beautiful mature woman who was shy and charming but brave enough to face him, Jing Gao felt himself swelling to the extreme. He hugged her and kissed her violently, and went deep into her heart, filling her empty soul...

(End of this chapter)