How did I become a god

Chapter 1613 Drinking Tea
Peng Jinghua smiled bitterly and said, "I am so worried because I trust Mr. Jing's character!"

Overall, Jing Gao is not a wise and brave man, a perceptive man, or a man who understands people's hearts. These words that can be used to describe great historical figures are not suitable for him. But he is probably a person who can distinguish right from wrong and is fair in dealing with things.

But the problem is that Cheng Fangyi is only 35 years old this year, and she is tall and plump, and all men like this kind of beauty.

How can she resist pillow talk?
Cheng Fangyi will definitely strictly review and manage the Zhou family's wealth fund. This kind of betrayer always takes revenge by killing him.

Zheng Xiaobing couldn't help but smile slightly when she heard this. She crossed her legs in flesh-colored stockings and sat on the sofa, looking very charming and elegant. She said, "That's right!"

She would never tell the noble lady Peng Jinghua that Brother Jing's pillow talk was not something he could do whenever he wanted. Anyway, Xiaocheng was not qualified to do that.

It's more like she's just blowing pillow talk.

Peng Jinghua didn't know that her "fate" for the rest of her life was actually in the hands of the 27-year-old beautiful young woman in front of her. She felt that she had saved some impression points with Zheng Xiaobing and established a good relationship with her. She exchanged contact information and said goodbye with a smile.

He went to the kitchen to get some cooked chicken soup and brought it to the second floor on a tray. The card game in the master bedroom had ended, and Jing Gao was being gently taken care of by the two beauties. He walked in with a smile and said, "Boss Jing, would you like some chicken soup to replenish your body?"

"Okay." Jing Gao stood up, took the chicken soup from Peng Jinghua, took a few sips, and said, "Xiao Peng, your cooking skills are pretty good. Do you usually cook?"

A girl like Xiao Peng, who comes from a wealthy family, especially one who was a first-class beauty when she was young, basically will not learn how to cook.

Peng Jinghua stood in front of Jing Gao with a smile. She was wearing a normal nightgown and a mask, which made her look like a dignified lady with curvy curves. "Boss Jing, you really understand women. This is what my sister-in-law Zhao Ruxue cooked in advance. Put it on a small stove and simmer it over a low fire. The longer it is cooked, the more flavorful it will be. She is a good cook and believes that to capture a man, you must first capture his stomach."

Jing Gao nodded, and couldn't help but recall the charm of Zhao Ruxue, the bright and elegant young woman not long ago, who was active, charming, and beautiful. He felt pity for her and wanted to conquer her.

Jing Gao finished the remaining chicken soup in his hand, handed the bowl to Peng Jinghua, and said, "Xiao Peng, give a bowl to Zhiruo and Mengmeng! Replenish your energy, we are ready to leave."

He had just promised Mengmeng that he would give her a perfect and unforgettable first time memory. But in Xiao Peng's home, it was obviously not perfect enough.

He planned to take Zhao Zhiruo and Mengmeng back to their home. Of course, the name of the villa was now Xiao Peng's on the real estate certificate.

The new minibus he bought didn't have a kitchen in the back, so he asked the two beauties to fill in the gaps with Xiao Peng. It must be said that Zhao Ruxue, a 25-year-old young woman, was indeed a good cook.

"Okay, Mr. Jing," Peng Jinghua agreed readily, turned around and went out to get the chicken soup, walking like a cat, with her plump and round buttocks swaying.

The lady obviously did this on purpose.

The charming and seductive lady Zhao Zhiruo snorted coldly. She had a lot of complaints about the noble lady Peng Jinghua. She whispered in Jing Gao's ear in a soft and charming voice: "Brother Jing, this old woman is flirting in front of you. Don't pay attention to her! Mengmeng and I are going to the bathroom to brush our teeth. Our legs are still weak. Good brother, you are so powerful. Can you carry Mengmeng and me over there?"

Jing Gao smiled slightly. Zhiruo, this beautiful woman, is biased. Xiao Peng's appearance is indeed broken, but his figure is indeed well maintained. Isn't this wearing a mask in front of him? Agreed, "Okay!"

Jing Gao gently stroked Zhiruo and Mengmeng's hair, and carried them to the washbasin. The little beauty Mengmeng looked at herself in the mirror, her figure was exquisite and beautiful like jade. She shyly leaned in Jing Gao's arms, "Brother..."

Jing Gao kissed her pretty fair face lovingly, "Good Mengmeng, brother really loves you to death!" He spent a while being gentle with the elegant and charming little beauty, talking sweet words to her, feeling very satisfied. Then he took a shower and changed into a clean black nightgown prepared by Xiao Peng.

Zhao Zhiruo hugged Jing Gao from behind, leaning against his back softly, and said, "Brother Jing, this nightgown of yours makes you look very majestic. Can I prepare one or two for you as well?"

Jing Gao held the hand of the pretty woman and looked at himself in the mirror on the washstand. He was slim and well-proportioned. He smiled and said, "Doesn't black represent mystery? Okay, you and Meng Meng should also have one or two."

Pan Meng pouted and said coquettishly, "Brother, I want to wear pink or white. The black nightgown is too mature and too queen-like."

"Okay." Jing Gao agreed lovingly.

Back in the master bedroom, Peng Jinghua had already brought the chicken soup and placed it on the small round table in the bedroom. "Try it, it tastes good. I'll go make arrangements for the trip back home."

"Okay, Brother Jing, I'll learn how to make chicken soup for you later."

"Well, brother, I listen to you."

Jing Wen smiled warmly, kissed the beauties lovingly, walked out leisurely, and met Peng Jinghua who was waiting in the living room outside the second floor.

This well-maintained lady changed into a wine-red off-shoulder sexy nightdress, with a pair of straight and white legs slightly open, showing the charm of a mature woman. Wearing an exquisite butterfly mask to cover her aging face, she stood up straight and smiled and said, "Mr. Jing, am I beautiful like this? I really want to give you like Xiao Zhao..."

Jing Gao admired her fair and beautiful figure for a few seconds, sat on the sofa opposite Peng Jinghua, and waved his hand, "Forget it, I can't afford it. Your appearance is too bad. I can't fish for you." Although he would comfort Xiao Peng's emotions, if she pushed her limits, he would still make it clear.

Peng Jinghua laughed at herself, not knowing whether she should be happy or sad. She restrained her amorous feelings, sat up straight, and said, "Boss Jing, I have informed Assistant Zheng. She is ready. You can take Xiao Zhao and Pan Meng away at any time."

As he said that, he couldn't help but say, "Boss Jing, I'm lighting ambergris here, and the environment is very good. If we change to Xiao Zhao's villa, it may not have this effect. Aren't you worried that Pan Meng will regret it? Besides, you played four or five rounds of mahjong with Xiao Lu, Zhao Ruxue, and Xiao Zhao tonight, right? Is it okay?"

Jing Gao was speechless and wanted to drink tea, but the coffee table was empty.

Peng Jinghua got up from the sofa, went to get a bottle of mineral water for Jing Gao, and bent down to hand it to him.

Jing Gao glanced at her burgundy off-shoulder nightgown and patted the lady's round and soft breasts, "Xiao Peng, you are so fucking arrogant!"

Peng Jinghua suddenly sat limply at Jing Gao's feet, looked up at her king, and said, "Boss Jing, I am twenty years younger than you, and I want you to stay in my villa tonight."

Jing Gao was also happy. Such a well-maintained lady was so humble and surrendered at his feet, which made him feel good. In fact, Xiao Peng used a butterfly mask to cover her broken face. If you don't look closely at the face under the mask, she can be considered a beautiful woman. Of course, he didn't have the ability to turn off the lights. He said, "Xiao Peng, if you were 20 years younger, I would dare to make you pregnant."

Peng Jinghua exclaimed softly and looked at the man in front of her.

Jing Gao took a sip of water and tried to comfort the noble lady. He felt that Xiao Peng had some skills and could use them. He said, "Xiao Peng, I am very satisfied with your arrangement today. I plan to reward you. You have the Meng Meng family's villa, right? What is the current market price?"

(End of this chapter)