C93 Are you premeditated

"Thank you, Uncle Jing, for your praise." Luo Suran replied with a smile.

Her voice was very gentle and pleasant to hear.

Looking at Luo Suran who had the temperament of a noble lady, Jing Bao'er could not help but sigh. This person was truly different from others!

This was similarly born from a father and mother's body. This Luo Suran was gentle and refined, but that Luo Erchen? Tsk tsk tsk... It was difficult to explain in a single sentence!

"Brother Rong..." Luo Suran looked at Jing Rong, still smiling.

"You're back?" Jing Rong replied politely with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"Yes, I've just completed my advanced studies at the F Nation Academy of Arts. I'm now going to stay at home and concentrate on painting." Luo Suran said again.

Jing Rong did not speak, he only nodded his head.

He was polite and not too indifferent.

"This is...?" asked when he saw Jing Bao'er.

"Oh, my Nephew, Jing Bao'er, has always been studying abroad. You haven't seen it. " Jing Rong said again.

"Oh, so beautiful." Luo Suran looked at Jing Bao'er and laughed.

Jing Bao'er did the same. With a slight smile on her face, she was natural and unafraid.

"Let's not just stand there. Let's hurry up and go in …" Dinner is already prepared. " Jing Aotian said.

After that, Jing Aotian and Jing Rong brought Luo Yaohua, Luo Suran and the other Jing Clan members with them as they entered the big gate ….

… ….

After entering, Jing Aotian and Jing Rong brought the President and Luo Suran to the tea table and sat down.

After everyone sat down, Jing Bao'er, Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran also found a seat and sat down.

"Mr. President, were you hurt when the Terrorist organizations attacked you last time?" Jing Bao'er looked at Luo Yaohua and asked.

Luo Yaohua looked at Jing Bao'er amiably and said, "It's alright, it's all thanks to your fourth uncle."

"Jing Rong, thank you so much for what happened last time." Luo Yaohua said again.

"That's what I should do." Jing Rong said.

"Brother Rong, I heard about what happened last time from my father. Thank you." Luo Suran said again.

"No need." Jing Rong maintained his aloof attitude, cherishing his words like gold.

"Brother Rong, is this the first time I've been to your house? Are you bringing me around?" Luo Suran said again.

Jing Rong nodded politely and stood up, "Let's go …"

After that, Jing Rong brought Luo Suran and walked out.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Jing Bao'er admitted that she was feeling uncomfortable.

Seeing her Fourth Uncle with other women made her feel uncomfortable!

From the looks of it, Luo Suran had quite a good impression of him. Otherwise, she would not have asked Jing Rong to take her out for a stroll.

What was the purpose of this trip? Wasn't it to be able to be alone and chat with Tian'er?

The jealousy in Jing Bao'er's heart was overturned again.

… ….

After finishing their lunch, Luo Yaohua and Luo Suran left.

The Jing Family returned to their rooms after bidding the President farewell.

After Jing Bao'er returned to his room, she quickly used the balcony to sneak into Jing Rong's room.

He was sitting in front of his computer, looking like he was concentrating on his work. He was wearing a cold expression that no one else was allowed to enter.

Once Jing Bao'er entered, she strode to's side and sat on the armrest of his chair, and asked, "Fourth Uncle was together with Luo Suran today, how were we getting along?"

Smelling the scent of vinegar, Jing Rong frowned: "Which one of your tendons is wrong? This is my first time coming to my house and asking me to show you around, what's wrong? "

"Tsk …" Jing Bao'er pouted and frowned in displeasure.

Seeing her like this, Jing Rong felt that she was both funny and fun.

This little girl, she was just like a kid with a jar of vinegar, and she was the kind of girl that was easy to flip!

His expression softened and he lowered his voice. He pinched her chin and ordered, "Don't let laozi think too much!"

"If you want me to stop thinking nonsense, you have to agree to a condition of mine."

"... "Speak."

"Take me out for a walk."

"Just like that?"

"Yes, that's it." Jing Bao'er said.

Jing Rong immediately stood up and said, "Take it away."

Jing Bao'er immediately stood up happily and followed Jing Rong out the door.

… ….

Under the starry sky, the Black Mercedes-Benz G63 was steadily moving down the mountain.

Silence.

Inside the car, with music playing, it was a song that Jing Bao'er liked.

Jing Bao'er listened to the song while watching Jing Rong's face, his body constantly moving to the song.

As the lights and shadows intertwined, his profile was exceptionally mesmerizing.

"My fourth uncle is so handsome." Jing Bao'er said.

Jing Rong glanced at her, and then focused on looking in front of him. He replied in a lukewarm manner, "Where are you going?"

"Go to a secluded place. Then the car will shake. Pow, pow, pow …" Jing Bao'er said.

"Oh?" Jing Rong turned his head and looked at Jing Bao'er, his expression warm.

The car came to a sudden halt.

"This place is pretty secluded. It's the dead of night and there's no one around …" As Jing Rong said that, he placed one of his hands on her soft spot, and unrestrainedly rubbed it.

"Look at you, this is just a joke. You're being serious now..." Jing Bao'er laughed dryly.

She had just finished speaking when he quickly placed her in the first passenger seat.

"What are you doing..."

"F * ck you …"

Just as he finished speaking, he pressed his entire body down.

Inside the narrow carriage, the atmosphere was extremely hot and warm.

Sensing the reaction of his body, Jing Bao'er made fun of him with his hands around his neck, "This thing is the Jingu Bang? "As long as you wish for it to be bigger..."

"Don't you like it?"

"I like it, but, Fourth Uncle, let's not come here anymore. Inside the car, it's not comfortable, mm …"

Before she could finish, his burning lips fell over her.

In the next second, his large hand easily dug into her clothes and moved about in private …

He had always been domineering in matters like this.

Pushing her up into a puddle of water, he quickly took a set out of his pocket.

Jing Bao'er looked at that trap, and frowned as she complained, "Are you planning to bring that trap along with you?"

"So what …"

As soon as his words fell, the two of them quickly merged into one.

After a burst of numbness from his body, Jing Bao'er actually shuddered …

The truth had proven that she shouldn't have provoked a man who had been hankering for days.

Too f * cking fierce...

He didn't release it until he exhausted all of her energy.

After he left, he sat back down on the Driver as he panted for breath, and started a simple cleaning up.

Jing Bao'er transferred the Driver back, and then, as she tidied up her clothes, she tweaked, "Does your name count as one?

"What do you think?"

He threw the tissue out of the window and started talking.

"I think it's …" Jing Bao'er laughed.

"Speaking of which, you came out with me for a stroll, and you're still carrying around? Have you already planned this?!" Jing Bao'er asked.