How did I become a god

Chapter 1608 Agreement
Jing Gao observed the grudge between Zhao Zhiruo and Peng Jinghua, smiled slightly, and did not provoke it. He drank the red wine in the glass, stood up, and followed Peng Jinghua.

The beautiful mature woman Zhao Zhiruo, wearing a sexy off-shoulder low-cut high-slit white dress, followed behind him, holding the hand of the beautiful little beauty Pan Meng.

Peng Jinghua's villa has three floors above ground and one floor underground. She took Jing Gao and the other two to the master bedroom on the second floor. Instead of passing through the living room, she went up to the second floor from the nanny stairs on the side of the dining room.

"Xiao Zhao, you guys walk in front of me!" Jing Gao let the two beauties go up the stairs before him.

Zhao Zhiruo was a little embarrassed, but she had to agree. As a mature woman, how could she not understand what the man in front of her meant?

She and Mengmeng were both wearing light and thin clothes. She was wearing a high-slit, off-shoulder, expensive white dress, which was very fitted and outlined her graceful and slender figure, which was round and plump, giving her a very feminine look.

Mengmeng's off-white ancient-style gown is paired with a light pink, thin, semi-transparent tasseled midi skirt, revealing her round and slender legs and snow-white little breasts.

These two sets of sexy clothes were prepared for them by Peng Jinghua.

If I walked in front of him up the stairs, I was afraid that he would see my entire body, whose outline was clearly visible under the skirt, and he might even touch me from both sides at the same time.

A beauty of similar height walked up the stairs, and Jing Gao followed her with a slight smile. A faint fragrance came and floated in the narrow corridor.

Jing Gao happily admired the three wonderful treasures.

Peng Jinghua is a 1.7-meter-tall lady. She has a really good figure and a beautiful back when she puts on the butterfly mask.

The thin apricot-colored nightgown is semi-transparent, and the panties wrap her round, white and tender skin, making it sexy and elastic, with a slightly plump feeling, full of the charm of a mature beauty.

What a pity! If she were younger and her looks hadn’t deteriorated, he would definitely make her kneel down and conquer her tonight.

As the enemy's wife, her identity is the most important. What a pity.

The beautiful lady Zhao Zhiruo who has the same name as Zhou Zhiruo is slightly shorter in height. She is not a big beauty with round cheeks, but rather a beautiful and charming type.

With her watery peach blossom eyes and delicate face like a painting, even though she is in the waning years of her life, she is still a real beauty!

But her beauty and charm are not very strong, just right, with the charm of a classical beauty: bright eyes, charming but not coquettish, stunning and moving.

The little drum wrapped in a white off-shoulder slim dress is slightly smaller than Xiao Peng's, but it is still a top-notch peach that is extremely beautiful.

The beautiful Pan is of similar height to Zhao Zhiruo. She is 1.67 meters tall and has a perfectly proportioned figure. She has delicate features and a light pink semi-transparent midi skirt that shows off her perky little body. She has a girlish firmness and youthfulness, and a unique charm.

They were silent all the way. As they turned the corner of the stairs, Zhao Zhiruo felt Jing Gao was right at the bottom of the steps behind them. She could hear his breathing. In less than half a minute, her mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts.

Pan Meng was obviously thinking a lot. Her slender and graceful figure trembled slightly as she held Zhao Zhiruo's hand.

Jing Gao couldn't help but curl up his lips, and leaned over to whisper in Pan Xiaomei's ear: "Xiao Pan, the tiger is going to eat people."

"Ah..." Pan Meng exclaimed and hid in Zhao Zhiruo's arms, then realized that this was nonsense.

This is the luxury residential area of ​​Shanghai, where are the tigers?
Hiding in her mother's arms, she looked at Jing Gao with her beautiful eyes. Seeing him smiling, she suddenly felt that this man was very hateful. If this happened to her classmates, she would have caught him long ago.

Just as she was about to angrily scold him, she suddenly remembered that this was not her classmate, but the "big villain". She was no longer the princess that the whole school was paying attention to. She quickly looked away.

Peng Jinghua, who had already reached the second floor, turned around at the end of the stairs, smiled slightly, leaving space on the stairs for the three people, and walked towards the living room on the second floor.

Zhao Zhiruo had a helpless look on her delicate and beautiful face. She had also heard what Mr. Jing said just now. After all, the space in the corridor was so small. She turned around and said softly, "Mr. Jing, why did you scare Mengmeng?"

Jing Gao smiled and stood behind the beautiful and charming woman, saying, "Xiao Zhao, I think Meng Meng is too nervous! Meng Meng, can I call you that?"

Pan Meng was embarrassed to communicate with the super rich man in front of her, so she hid in Zhao Zhiruo's arms and did not respond.

Aunt Peng told her many things clearly. She was a "gift" to Mr. Jing!
In addition to the fact that she had never experienced that before, she was nervous and scared at the moment.

Jing Gao had received gifts many times and was experienced in dealing with such situations. He said in a gentle voice, "Meng Meng, no matter what Xiao Peng said to you, I promise you that I will not touch you unless you agree.

Can we make this agreement?"

Pan Meng raised her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling with light, "Really?"

Jing Gao was infected by her emotions and smiled, "That must be true. Go ask around, I always keep my word." Then he stretched out his hand, "Do you want to make a pinky promise?"

Pan Meng got the promise of "not touching her" from the super rich man in front of her, and her sense of security returned immediately. She somewhat returned to her usual ruthless self, wrinkling her nose and saying coquettishly with her beautiful eyes: "

Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? Why are you making pinky promises? Mr. Jing, are you trying to take advantage of me by touching my little hand?"

Zhao Zhiruo caressed Pan Xiaomei's soft hair lovingly, feeling a little helpless. Silly child, you dare to believe what he said? But she didn't want to discourage Mengmeng, it was better than being nervous and scared just now.

In addition, she also wanted to see if Jing Gao's promise was true. She knew that she would inevitably be fucked by him tonight, but if she became his woman, could she ask him for help?
"Haha." Jing Gao couldn't help laughing. Little Beauty Pan was not what he imagined! Little Beauty was pure and lively, and beautiful beyond description. She looked like a water-like beauty from the south of the Yangtze River who needed to be cared for and cherished.

But now it seems that she is a bit treacherous! She knows how to use her beauty to take the initiative in interpersonal communication.

Jing Gao did not answer the little beauty Pan, but looked at the beautiful mature woman Zhao Zhiruo, who was as beautiful as a flower, and said, "Xiao Zhao, Mengmeng and I have an appointment. But you are too beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that look around and are as graceful as a delicate flower reflecting in the water when you are quiet. I really can't help it."

Zhao Zhiruo's face suddenly turned red, as if dyed with rosy clouds, and she was extremely beautiful. Her beautiful eyes were too embarrassed to look at Jing Gao, so they looked upstairs.

No, is it appropriate for you to praise me like this in front of Mengmeng?

Seeing her beautiful and charming appearance, Pan Meng chuckled, "Haha. Mr. Jing, you are good at ancient literature. This is the description of Lin Daiyu! When she is quiet, she is like a delicate flower reflecting in the water, and when she moves, she is like a weak willow swaying in the wind. The problem is, how can my mother be like that? She is a classical beauty, but not a sickly beauty."

Jing Gao smiled and did not refute the beautiful Pan. Instead, he stepped up a step, put his arms around the slender waist of the beautiful mature woman who was wearing a low-shoulder white high-slit long skirt, and bent down to kiss her.

Zhao Zhiruo was confused, hesitated, and avoided it a little, but finally let him kiss her obediently, and then she felt him kissing her.

The beautiful Pan was smiling and was about to have a great debate with Jing Gao, but when she suddenly saw this beautiful scene, she felt like steam was coming out of her head and her face turned red with shame.

(End of this chapter)