How did I become a god

Chapter 1683 Rose
In the living room, as he gently kissed Yingxia and Zhiqiu, these two delicate, fragrant, and youthful beauties, Jing Gao felt his emotions completely ignited.

"Xiaxia, Xiaowu, your brother wants to see your sweet and soft breasts."

Both Song Yingxia and Song Zhiqi blushed when they met Jing Gao's gaze. Xiaxia hugged him softly and said affectionately, "Mmm."

Zhi Qiu, the alluring and stunningly beautiful but willful little princess, closed her starry eyes and tacitly approved of his actions.

Yingxia, who is 1.71 meters tall, wore a light pink, thin nightgown, while Zhiqiu, who is 1.68 meters tall, wore a beige nightgown.

Jinggao gently placed two soft nightgowns and covers of different colors and styles beside him, admiring the beautiful sight of the sisters' snow-white and smooth skin. He kissed them tenderly, feeling their softness and smoothness, like the finest white jade.

Jing Gao felt the astonishing heat and trembling of the two delicate flowers in his arms, and no longer hesitated.

He first lifted the panting, starry-eyed Song Yingxia into his arms, the girl's light body seemingly weightless. Song Yingxia shyly buried her face in his chest.

Then, with his other hand, he lifted Song Zhi Qiu, who was equally overcome with emotion, into his arms. Song Zhi Qiu gasped and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

Jing Gao carried the two sisters and strode towards Song Yingxia's bedroom. His strong arms steadily supported their youthful bodies as they headed towards that unknown realm and time.

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Song Yingxia's bedroom was decorated in a warm and elegant style, exuding a fresh, youthful atmosphere. Golden morning light streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, filling Song Yingxia's bedroom.

Jing Gao's biological clock is very punctual; he woke up around 7 a.m., mainly because he wasn't too tired last night.

Looking at Song Yingxia and Song Zhiqi, who were still fast asleep beside her, their two beautiful faces still bore the shyness of last night and the weariness of exercise.

Jing Gao couldn't help but recall the beautiful sight of Ying Xia's glistening tears sliding down her cheeks last night, and his heart fluttered.

Gently stroking their hair, Jing Gao quietly got up, went to the living room to get his phone, checked the time on the wall clock, sent messages to Chu Wenjun and Wen Xiaoli, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

While admiring the beautiful sunrise over the Huangpu River from the balcony, the doorbell rang softly a moment later. Wen Xiaoli and Chu Wenjun arrived together.

Today, Chu Wenjun wore a pink Chanel tuxedo suit, the hem of which playfully stopped above her knees. Paired with delicate sheer stockings and stiletto heels, it accentuated her petite and exquisite figure, making her look stunning, like a rose with dew on her skin.

Wen Xiaoli wore a beige silk knee-length dress. The simple and elegant cut perfectly outlined her slender figure of 1.67 meters. She had a dignified and quiet temperament, and her delicate features had a classical charm. In the morning light, she exuded the gentle charm of a mature and beautiful woman.

The two carried a large bouquet of vibrant red roses and a thermos of breakfast. This was at Jing Gao's request.

Seeing that Jing Gao was wearing a bathrobe with the collar slightly open, revealing the outline of his well-developed muscles from long-term training, as if he were exuding a strong masculine charm, both of them felt a few ripples in their hearts.

It must be said that Mr. Jing has maintained a very good figure.

"Mr. Jing, the roses and breakfast have arrived." Chu Wenjun said with a charming smile, her gaze lingering on Jing Gaoxiong's chest for a few seconds.

Both she and Wen Xiaoli saw the pajamas and bras scattered on the sofa, and knew perfectly well what had happened in the house last night.

"Wenjun, Lili, thank you for your hard work." Jing Gao nodded, indicating that they should help arrange the roses in Song Zhi Qiu's bedroom. He then took out the breakfast from the insulated food box and ate the steamed buns first.

There were two 1.5L insulated food containers with three layers for breakfast. The remaining portion should be enough for Wanqiu, Xiaxia, and Xiaowu.

Two beautiful women carefully placed vibrant roses into vases and arranged them on the windowsill, bedside table, and dressing table, quickly transforming the young girl's boudoir into a romantic and enchanting space.

Wen Xiaoli moved with elegance and skill, while Chu Wenjun appeared more lively. Looking at the owner leisurely enjoying breakfast in the restaurant amidst the roses, the two couldn't help but exchange a knowing smile. After arranging everything, Chu Wenjun walked into the living room and, seeing Jing Gao drinking soy milk, teased, "Mr. Jing, I never knew you were so romantic! Having me and Sister Lili deliver roses so early in the morning!"

"Of course." Jing Gao grinned, a hint of smugness in his expression. He was always very attentive to beautiful women. "By the way, Wenjun, has Xiao Chu (Chu Xuefei) gone back yet?"

He had previously advised Chu Xuefei to return to Beijing first, as he would be staying in Shanghai for some time. The original itinerary was fine:

I'm going to have lunch at the Feng family's old house on Hengshan Road today, and on Saturday I'll attend a luxury wine party hosted by Zhaoshi Group, plus a luxury yacht trip for leisure.

The first two itineraries went smoothly, but the $3.2 million luxury yacht he purchased from a Middle Eastern prince through Guo Siyue's introduction was quite large, and the procedures for docking it in Shanghai were a bit complicated, requiring a two-day wait.

He still wanted to see his yacht before returning to Beijing.

Chu Wenjun looked at the man in front of her, who was worth hundreds of millions and whose appearance could only be described as handsome, yet who possessed the charm of a mature man, and her heart inexplicably raced for a moment.

Whether it was the allure of his healthy, well-proportioned figure or the powerful aura bestowed upon him by money and power, she found Jing Gao very sexy at that moment.

She had already learned from Sister Zheng (Zheng Xiaobing) the “price” that Jing Gao paid for the mother and her two daughters: a property worth nearly 3 million yuan, Zhou Nanman’s monthly allowance of 20 yuan, plus three credit cards with a limit of one million yuan each!
This willingness to spend lavishly is itself the greatest charm.

“Yes,” Chu Wenjun nodded, “I took my cousin to the airport last night.”

Soon, the roses were arranged. Chu Wenjun, understanding the situation, went downstairs to her car first.

Wen Xiaoli, however, made an excuse to stay and chat with Jing Gao. After Chu Wenjun left, she walked over to Jing Gao, who was having breakfast in the restaurant. Looking at the man in front of her, and thinking of his promise from the previous night and that heavy million-dollar credit card, her heart was filled with gratitude and tenderness.

"Brother..." Wen Xiaoli's voice held a hint of coquettishness as she proactively kissed Jing Gao's lips. The kiss was brief, but she pulled away immediately, her beautiful eyes filled with affection as she looked at him and pointed to the hot soy milk in front of him, "I want some too..."

Jing Gao smiled and scooped up a spoonful of soy milk, feeding it to her lips. Wen Xiaoli parted her red lips slightly, took the spoon in her mouth, but looked at him intently, her eyes brimming with affection.

The simple act of feeding each other was filled with ambiguity between the two.

Unable to resist such a warm gaze, Wen Xiaoli took the initiative to hold onto the back of a high-backed chair in the restaurant, turning her back to Jing Gao and bending slightly forward.

This movement perfectly accentuated her round, perky hips, which resembled ripe peaches, under the silk dress.

She lifted her skirt to her waist, and then without hesitation, took off her stockings and panties, revealing her snow-white, plump, and smooth buttocks, as smooth as a peeled egg.

“Brother…” She turned around, her eyes alluring, her voice filled with seductive charm and a silent invitation.

Looking at the body in front of him that was displaying the charm of a mature woman without reservation, with the supple waist and perfect hip line unique to dancers, how could Jing Gao still resist?

He quickly took off his bathrobe, walked behind Wen Xiaoli, covered her plump, white, smooth, and incredibly elastic breasts, and kneaded them vigorously, enjoying the wonderful touch.

Then, without wasting any more time...

In the restaurant at dawn, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the view of the bustling, awakening Shanghai across the river was breathtaking. The unobstructed view was jarring, and with Chu Wenjun waiting downstairs, time was running out…

Wen Xiaoli caught her breath for a moment against the back of the chair, straightened her disheveled clothes and stockings, and instantly regained her dignified and elegant demeanor. She kissed Jing Gao's cheek with a seductive look, and smiled charmingly.

"Brother, I'm leaving now. Otherwise, Wenjun will become suspicious." With that, she left lightly, feeling satisfied and secretly pleased with her affair.

(End of this chapter)