Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

The man looked at Zhao Lingxi's appearance, and the smile in his eyes magnified even more.

Walking unhurriedly towards Zhao Lingxi, every step she took was like stepping on Zhao Lingxi's heart, making Zhao Lingxi's heart beat fiercely.

For the man in front of her who made her instinctively feel dangerous, Zhao Lingxi originally thought that they would never have a chance to see each other since the last time they met, but she didn't expect that she had entered his house now.

He took a deep breath, tried to suppress the tension in his heart, and asked in a trembling voice: "Zhang, Mr. Zhang, what do you want to do"?
"Me?" Zhang Zihong listened to Zhao Lingxi's question, but his eyes fell on her trembling eyelashes. He looked up at Xiao Wei who was holding a cup of tea and still had a sweet smile on his face, and waited for a while , when Xiaowei came to her side, she took the tea in her hand, handed it to Zhao Lingxi, and said with a smile: "I just want to invite Ms. Zhao to come over for a cup of tea, just to catch up on the old days."

As he said that, seeing that Zhao Lingxi didn't intend to reach out for tea, he put the cup in his hand on the tea table in front of him, turned sideways and sat on the single sofa opposite Zhao Lingxi.

Looking at Zhang Zihong who was a little far away from him, Zhao Lingxi felt that the pressure around him was much less, took a few deep breaths, and sat up straight.

"What? Do I look scary?" Zhang Zihong's eyes were fixed on Zhao Lingxi's chest, the smile on his face remained undiminished, his big hand stroked his cheek, and drew a circle along the outline of the pointed chin.

Zhao Lingxi, who had calmed down a little, tried hard to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, not daring to look at Zhang Zihong's smirking face, and deliberately said in a cold voice: "Mr. level?"
After she finished speaking, she realized that Zhang Zihong's eyes were staring at her chest, an embarrassing expression flashed across her face, and a pair of small hands instantly covered her chest, covering up the leaking spring.

Today I stayed in the villa for a day, except for the guard, all the people in the villa were women, which made Zhao Lingxi forget that she was still wearing a low-cut dress.

Although Zhao Lingxi didn't mind wearing such a low-cut dress, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed when facing the other party's gaze.

Zhang Zihong looked at Zhao Lingxi's shy movements, and withdrew his eyes a little bit unsatisfactorily. He put his right leg on top of his left leg, took out a pack of cigarettes from his suit pocket, looked at Zhao Lingxi with a smile and said, "I don't think Ms. Do you mind if I smoke cigarettes?"
While speaking, he shook the cigarette case lightly with his fingers, and a slender cigarette end came out of the golden cigarette case, shining brightly under the light of the indoor light.

Zhao Lingxi, who had basically calmed down, looked at Zhang Zihong's actions with cold eyes: "What if I say you mind?"
After finishing speaking, he stared straight at the cigarette that Zhang Zihong had sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

Sensing Zhao Lingxi's gaze, Zhang Zihong still had an evil smile on his face, but put the cigarette in his hand on the table in front of him, looked at Zhao Lingxi and said: "Well, since beauties are not allowed to smoke, then I don’t smoke anymore, that’s it.”

There was a little pampering in the tone of his speech, and hearing it in Zhao Lingxi's ears made Wutong's skin crawl all over. However, looking at Zhang Zihong's burning eyes, Zhao Lingxi didn't dare to leave his hands on his chest. This action finally made her aura drop a bit.

Glancing at the tea in front of him, he swallowed, moistened his dry throat, and his face was still cold: "I think Mr. Zhang is also very busy at work, so don't play Tai Chi with a little girl like me here anymore." up".

Hearing Zhao Lingxi's blunt words, Zhang Zihong deliberately covered his chest with his slender fingers, a look of injury flashed in his eyes, and said, "Doesn't Miss Zhao have any affection for me?"
While speaking, he took out a brown paper bag from the inner pocket of his suit, put it on the table in front of him, stretched out his hand and pushed it, and Zidai came to Zhao Lingxi.

He signaled Zhao Lingxi to open the paper bag with his eyes.

Looking into Zhang Zihong's eyes, Zhao Lingxi still covered her chest with her little hands, and asked with vigilant eyes: "What is this?"
Looking at Zhao Lingxi's movements, Zhang Zihong curled his mouth, leaned back slightly, leaned his back on the soft back of the sofa, swayed his legs, and said leisurely: "You will know if you open it yourself"?
After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Lingxi with a smile in his eyes, as if I would not continue talking unless you opened it to take a look.

Zhao Lingxi hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help opening the kraft paper bag in front of her, and what appeared before her were photos of her in various forms.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he was still getting a lot of attention!

Throwing the photo in his hand on the table, he looked at Zhang Zihong coldly: "Mr. Zhang, what does this mean?"
Zhang Zihong was afraid to startle Zhao Lingxi, so he moved his slender fingers among a bunch of photos, picked up a photo with two fingers, put it in front of Zhao Lingxi, and said with a smirk: "Miss Zhao, look at your smiling face." How sweet, why do you keep frowning?"
When he was speaking, he had already stood up and walked in front of Zhao Lingxi with big strides. When Zhao Lingxi was still in a daze, he covered Zhao Lingxi's forehead with his big hand, and gently twirled the wrinkles between Zhao Lingxi's brows with his thumb.

The voice said in a low voice: "If you always frown, you will age faster."

When the cold big hand touched Zhao Lingxi's skin, Zhao Lingxi's body instinctively flicked, but she couldn't escape Zhang Zihong's restraint until Zhang Zihong's voice reached her ears, and she woke up from the daze. Struggling vigorously, staring coldly at Zhang Zihong's face, he asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Zhao Lingxi's cold face made Zhang Zihong withdraw his big hand, stood up straight, looked down at Zhao Lingxi, and said, "You don't understand what I'm thinking, do you?"
As he said that, he even took out a lavender scarf from his inner pocket. Under Zhao Lingxi's surprised eyes, he continued: "Since that time, at that banquet, you accidentally held my hand, and you have attracted me. took all my eyes."

Listening to Zhang Zihong's words, Zhao Lingxi frowned and looked at the lavender scarf in his hand, knowing what he had to say, so she didn't speak.

Sure enough, Zhang Zihong noticed Zhao Lingxi's gaze, and deliberately shook the gauze in his hand, put it in front of his nose, and sniffed it lightly. An intoxicated expression flashed across his face, and Zhao Lingxi felt goosebumps all over his body.

Then he said: "Isn't this scarf the token of love you gave me that night?"
Hearing Zhang Zihong's words, Zhao Lingxi felt a chill in his heart, looked coldly at the scarf in his hand, and said, "That party was just a game, if I did something that misunderstood Mr. , then I solemnly apologize to you now."

When she was speaking, if Zhang Zihong was not standing in front of her, she would have liked to stand up and bow ninety degrees to Zhang Zihong to express her apology.

However, as soon as Zhao Lingxi's words came out, Zhang Zihong's eyes darkened, he took Zhao Lingxi's little hand, put her little hand on his chest, and said in a cold voice: "You stole a piece of my heart!" , just say an apology now, it's that simple"?
"What do you want"?
Zhao Lingxi looked at Zhang Zihong in front of him, knowing that this matter could not be resolved, so he could only try his best to suppress the panic in his heart, and looked at Zhang Zihong coldly.

"What do I want?" Zhang Zihong listened to Zhao Lingxi's words, laughed coldly twice, and continued: "I want you"!
After speaking, he pressed down on Zhao Lingxi.

As soon as Cheng Huaiqing came out of the underground garage, his phone rang. Looking at the unfamiliar number on the screen, his eyes flickered and he answered the phone.

"Hi, hello, this is Jianyoujia Massager Monopoly Company..."

Cheng Huaiqing's face darkened when he heard the almost mechanical voice from the microphone, and he was about to hang up the phone, but he just took the phone off his ear, and before he could hang up, the other end of the phone The sweet female voice asked: "Are you Miss Zhao Lingxi Zhao? The massager you bought has arrived, please check it carefully."

As soon as Cheng Huaiqing heard Zhao Lingxi's name from the phone, his big hand that was about to press the hang up button froze suddenly, picked up the phone, tried to suppress the coldness in his voice, and said, "Hello, I'm Miss Zhao's husband, May I ask when did she order this massager?"
Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's voice on the other end of the phone, he explained with a smile: "Miss Zhao, you ordered this massager from our company through our TV shopping platform at 25:[-] this morning."

Cheng Huaiqing hesitated for a moment, and continued to ask: "She is not at home today, I would like to ask, how did she order your massager?"
He said, listening to the hesitation from the other end of the conversation, he patiently explained: "She has been on a business trip for the past two days, and she hasn't called back yet. I want to confirm if she ordered it."

"Oh." Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's question on the other end of the phone, he said, "Please wait a moment, I'll check today's records."

There was a pause of about 25 seconds. During this time, Cheng Huaiqing felt that his breathing was about to stop, until the voice came from the microphone again: "Hello, are you still there?"
Cheng Huaiqing felt that this was the first time he was so anxious to hear a female voice that was not Zhao Lingxi, and hurriedly replied: "I am here."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, there was a voice of calling the number from the other end of the phone. Cheng Huaiqing repeated it in his mouth when he heard the unfamiliar number.

When Hu Jieming heard the number reported by Cheng Huaiqing, he quickly took out his mobile phone and recorded it. Cheng Huaiqing seemed to be afraid of making a mistake. After the female voice fell, he repeated the number again.

After confirming with the customer service, I felt relieved, thanked the customer service, and hung up the phone.

The woman who had been nestled in the car, listened to Cheng Huaiqing's nervous voice when he was on the phone, reached out and stroked her cheek, a look of envy flashed in her eyes.

As soon as he put the phone back in his pocket, Cheng Huaiqing returned to his previous coldness, and said in a calm voice: "Check where this number is dialed from"?