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Chapter 1727 3 Flowers
Chapter 1727 Sanhua
Villa No. 11, second floor.
After dinner, Gu Jinxuan left the restaurant and went to the room prepared for them on the second floor with Qiu Qiqing and Yi Hongyun.
Brother Jing was still chatting with his beauties in the restaurant. Among the three female college students, one of whom was a PhD from Harvard, and the other four beauties were all incredibly attractive and demanding. He had to appease them one by one.
They definitely won't have time to care about their little princess right now!
Pushing open the door, a breathtakingly romantic sea of flowers unfolds before your eyes. The floor is covered with delicate, deep red rose petals, stretching from the entrance all the way to the large bed deep inside the room.
The bed was decorated with a huge heart shape made of pink and white roses, and clusters of blooming Bulgarian white roses were placed on the cabinets and dressing table around it.
The air was filled with a rich and intoxicating floral fragrance, and the warm candlelight flickering on the candlesticks added a dreamlike filter to everything.
"what…"
Looking at the romantic scene before her, Gu Jinxuan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, her heart instantly filled with joy and emotion.
"Sister Annie, this... did Brother Jing prepare this for me?" She turned to look at the tall Qiu Qiqing beside her with surprise.
Qiu Qiqing is 1.85 meters tall, with features that are sharply defined, beautiful yet possessing a fierce and heroic air. Her beautiful phoenix eyes add to her cold and sharp demeanor.
She affectionately hugged Gu Jinxuan, who was like a little princess, and said, "Xuanxuan, this is not what Brother Jing prepared for you, but what I prepared for you, to welcome the most important moment in your life."
Clearly, Wen Xiaoli had already arranged the room according to her instructions before the meal.
"Ah..." Gu Jinxuan blushed instantly, her fair neck tinged with pink. Her heart pounded like a deer's, and even her slight regret was suppressed.
If only Brother Jing had prepared this for her! What a perfect moment that would have been!
As someone who's been through it all, Qiu Qiqing knows perfectly well what she's doing. No one can hold onto Brother Jing. Back then, she thought that with her beauty and family background, she could keep Brother Jing tied down.
The results of it?
Brother Jing measured her for so long; if it weren't for his aunt's encouragement and a word to Brother Jing, she would still be studying diligently at Tsinghua University.
Qiu Qiqing whispered affectionately in her younger sister's ear, "Xuanxuan, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Brother Jing is surrounded by all sorts of beauties every day. If you miss tonight, who knows when you'll get another chance?"
Aren't you... ready yet?
Upon hearing this, Gu Jinxuan boldly revealed her feelings, her tone firm: "How could that be? I've already decided that I've given my life to Brother Jing!"
Qiu Qiqing smiled and gently patted her shoulder: "Then Xuanxuan, you should go take a shower and change into your pajamas. Just wait patiently for Brother Jing to come over."
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Jing Gao did not comfort the four mature women, Zhizhi, Ruyan, Wanqing, and Ayiguli, as Gu Jinxuan had done.
The first floor of Villa No. 11 is Wan Feifei's boudoir.
This room, located deep within the villa's ground floor, is isolated from the outside world, creating a tranquil haven. Every detail reflects the aesthetic sensibilities of a sophisticated and well-mannered 25-year-old woman.
The walls are a soft, light apricot color, unlike the pink of a young girl's dress, giving it a more serene and elegant feel. A simple French-style velvet upholstered bed sits in the center.
Near the window is a wooden desk, on which are neatly arranged several hardcover books on finance and a closed Apple MacBook.
A few fresh white tulips bloom quietly in a clear glass vase, their subtle fragrance wafting through the air. The entire space is spotless, with feminine details and an intellectual sense of order blending perfectly, just like the room's owner.
Wan Feifei lay languidly on her back, her breathtaking beauty revealed after finishing a game. Her slender, snow-white figure, standing at 1.68 meters tall, resembled a boneless mermaid, sprawled across the disheveled silk bedding.
The soft indoor light flowed over her body, making her skin appear as if the finest white jade had been infused with life, moist, smooth, and delicate.
Her plump, round breasts rose and fell gently with her breath, a sight to behold.
Her long, straight, white legs were unconsciously crossed slightly, exuding a languid and lazy charm. The icy coldness on her beautiful face had completely melted away, replaced by a radiant glow that seemed to have been thoroughly moisturized.
Her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, her long, curled eyelashes like two small fans casting a faint shadow under her eyes, and a faint, contented, and happy smile played on her lips.
She was like a ripe, juicy peach that had been carefully peeled open, exuding an irresistible sweet temptation.
"Brother, do you think I can get pregnant?" Jing Gao lay on his side, gazing tenderly at the beautiful woman who belonged only to him. He had just carried her twice, and he affectionately stroked Wan Feifei's smooth, satin-like back, feeling the coolness and delicacy of her skin with his fingertips. He felt very comfortable.
"Feifei, don't worry, just take it easy. If it doesn't work the first time, try again. I haven't touched a cigarette or alcohol for many years and have always been in a state of trying to conceive."
Wan Feifei chuckled softly, her ample breasts trembling wildly, as dazzling as a riot of flowers.
Jing Gao lowered his head to kiss her; she was so soft and smooth. Just as he was cuddling with her, his phone rang. It was a video call from Song Zhi Qiu.
As soon as the call connected, two beautiful faces appeared on the screen, nestled together.
But it was her older sister, Song Yingxia, who was also there.
The two beautiful faces were so alike that no one would mistake them for each other.
Song Yingxia is quiet and reserved, with elegant manners like a lady. Song Zhiqi, on the other hand, is charming and lively, with a spirited and headstrong personality, like a spoiled princess.
"Xiao Wu, Xia Xia." Jing Gao held Wan Feifei, who was as soft as silk, and called out their nicknames affectionately while holding his phone.
"Brother Jing..." The two women's voices carried a hint of coquetry.
Although the time was short, he never returned after getting them, which made them feel a little sad.
Jing Gao asked gently, "How are you? Does it still hurt anywhere?" He was referring to the minor injury he sustained while teaching them dance last time.
"It's alright, it doesn't hurt much anymore," Song Yingxia replied softly, a little shyly. The question was heartwarming, but it made her feel embarrassed.
Song Zhi Qiu smiled sweetly, feeling pampered: "My mom checked for us, and everything's fine now."
Then, Zhou Nanman's flawless face appeared at the edge of the frame. Her thick black hair was tied up with a hair clip, and the ends of her thick hair fell over her shoulders. Her charm was like the subtle fragrance of tea, lingering and captivating.
She said softly, "Brother Jing, you've really gone to a lot of trouble with that matter concerning the Yan School of Peking Opera." She was referring to the matter of inviting Master Yan Xingpeng back to China.
This was really just making conversation. After all, she hadn't known Jing Gao for very long, and she didn't know what topics they could talk about.
We can't exactly start talking about Song Heng, can we?
As for the fair and jade-like figure revealed in the video, she didn't bother to ask who this beauty was.
Given Jing Gao's philandering nature, it would be strange if he weren't accompanied by a beautiful woman late at night. If he were with her, it would be perfectly natural for him to spontaneously go to the bedroom to play games.
Looking at the three beautiful women, each with a different style but equally pleasing to the eye, under the lamplight, Jing Gao felt a surge of joy.
Besides companionship, he also provided them with tangible security—each of them had a supplementary credit card that allowed them to spend 100 million yuan per month, enough to ensure they had no worries about food and clothing and could fully enjoy the good life.
"Nanman, I'm going to work at Mingyuan Building tomorrow. Why don't you come over at noon and have lunch with me?"
Zhou Nanman smiled gently, exuding a captivating charm, and said, "Mmm."
Song Zhiqi asked, "Brother Jing, what about dinner?"
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Tomorrow night, the high-end fashion brand Dawn Goddess will be holding a fashion show, and they've invited many female celebrities from across the country. You can go see the show tomorrow night. It's at the Bund Art Museum, not far from where you're staying."
"Oh..." A disappointed look appeared on Song Zhiqi's alluring face. She hoped that Brother Jing could spend the whole day with them tomorrow.
Jing Gao felt a little sorry for them, but he did have plans for tomorrow night. Xiao Xueyan, Xie Shutong, Na Zha, Reba, and Da Meiyuan were all coming. They wouldn't be attending the cocktail party at the Bulgari Hotel; instead, they would be attending a private banquet he had arranged in the presidential suite.
After giving a few words of advice on everyday matters, Jing Gao hung up the phone.
The screen had just closed when I saw a message notification from Fetion, from Aunt Zheng. Clearly, she and Xixi had arrived.
(End of this chapter)