How did I become a god

Chapter 986

About ten minutes later, Zhang Ting came out of the school gate on a women's bicycle, pinched the brakes in front of Jing Gao, and stopped with her feet on the ground. She was 1.7 meters tall and had long, slender legs. He was round, stroked the hair on his forehead lightly, with joy and surprise in his eyes, and a little guilty, "Xiaojing, why are you here?"

It's not a big deal for a mature and intellectual university physics professor to ride a bicycle out of school.But if this mature woman professor is in her 40s, she maintains herself as if she was in her 30s, and has a good figure, with graceful bumps.She was wearing late autumn trousers, which were stretched tightly, outlining the curve of her sexy and mature legs.The picture of such a female professor riding a bicycle is very interesting.

Immediately, Jing Gao felt his heart throbbing. Looking at the elegant and clean intellectual mature woman, he took out his hand from his trouser pocket, and wanted to touch her. Those slender legs like columns and the round and soft peach Right next to him.

But I thought it was in the street outside her university campus. With Professor Zhang's popularity in Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications, there are still students writing anonymous love letters to her. Maybe they will recognize her and send them to the campus BBS. I'm too old to go, so I gave up.The corners of her mouth curled up naturally, and she said, "I went to the University of Political Science and Law to find a friend, but she wasn't there. I came here after walking, and I thought of you, and asked if you were there?"

Zhang Ting smiled lightly, with an intellectual charm, and said, "It's my girlfriend!"

Jing Gao smiled and said, "You can guess this?"

Zhang Ting smiled and said, "I've never seen you have any male friends." Seeing that Jing Gao wanted to refute, she quickly added, "I'm not talking about friends who can make friends with you. I'm talking about friends who hang out together. .”

Zhang Ting is riding a bicycle on the sidewalk.Jing Gao stood by the curb.She looked up at him slightly.Jing Gao asked in surprise, "What's in it?"

Zhang Ting tilted her head slightly, she was a bit girlish, with a smile in her bright eyes, she said: "You, you still don't have enough time in the capital!"

Jing Gao just laughed, "Sister Zhang, you just say that I don't have enough background. It's true. It's only two or three years since I got rich."

Zhang Ting's beautiful eyes were slightly annoyed, a beautiful mature woman who was bright but not kitsch, said angrily: "Don't interrupt, listen to me first."

At this moment, Jing Gao couldn't help thinking of Wu Manqing from Jingxin University.Man Qing sometimes likes him to call her "Teacher Wu".Or, people who are teachers have a desire to express and don't like others to interrupt.

Zhang Ting continued: "A person always has one or two good friends who can talk to each other. They can talk about anything, and they can be out of contact for a long time, but they can be called out for a drink with a phone call. This kind of friend, the status difference, the money The difference doesn't matter.

However, in daily life, if you have free time, who would spend all day with close friends?There are not so many topics to talk about, and each has its own life.Of course, girls are different.

So for a rich and idle person like you, there are usually a few friends in the circle around you who can talk to you.Talk about hobbies, talk about politics, whatever you want, a pot of tea, a few people, time will pass.

But if you want to say that this friendship is deep enough to entrust funeral affairs and talk to each other, it is obviously not possible.There are many such dinners in the capital.A few people formed a game and chatted together, having fun.Many professors in our school like to call friends and have a drink and chat together.

Of course, you are a business person, and unlike the academic circle, your circle will be more utilitarian.That's what I said, just chatting and being a friend.Business is business.

I have never seen such a circle of friends around you.Subordinates don't count.You spend all your time with women.Am I right? "

At the end, Zhang Ting couldn't help laughing, with a charming charm.

"It's like this." Jing Gao has a very thick skin, and he doesn't feel embarrassed to be teased by a mature beauty, and said: "Sister Zhang, I am still young! When I was young, I was abstaining from sex. I have passed the teenager now Period. Sister Zhang, you really don't look like a 43-year-old woman."

Zhang Ting pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "I'm not. I should be two years older for my studies. My real age is 41, which is the same age as your (An) Xiaoqian." She and An Xiaoqian is a best friend.

It is very common for mature women to talk about certain topics.

Jing Gao just laughed, admiring the beautiful woman in front of him, she is really the darling of time, she is still very young at this age, with a standard beauty face, elegant and beautiful facial features, bright but not kitsch, mature and uneven figure The curve is even more ups and downs, full of the charm of a mature woman, making men fall for her!
In fact, at his stage, simply enjoying the vase is not very fun.Some people always say that the description words of beautiful women are the same, which is quite normal.Because beauties have something in common, otherwise how would you think she is beautiful?

How is your skin?Good body proportions?Eyes must be sharp, can't squint?and so on.In the dialect of the capital, it means Pan Liang Tiao Shun.

Yang Chun from Beijing University of Foreign Studies brought Cen Yulu, the school belle of the Japanese department in front of him. Although he was very angry today, he didn't think about finding this beautiful school belle with excellent Japanese.Without him, if you eat too many good dishes, you will pay more attention to the connotation.

Zhang Ting is a great beauty with great connotation.

Zhang Ting was a little shy, Jing Gao's gaze was too straightforward, and she tried to make her voice sound calmer, and said softly: "Xiao Jing, go to my coffee shop! I have asked the waiter to take the afternoon off. I will ride there first .You will come over later."

He came to her, which showed that she was still a very attractive woman in his eyes.Of course she wanted to entertain him well!In fact, she also thought a little bit.

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In the evening, I don't know why it started to rain lightly.In the living room on the second floor of the "unknown" cafe located in an alley outside the University of Posts and Telecommunications, Jing Gao leaned on the bedside with Zhang Ting in his arms, enjoying the light rain outside the window together.

The air conditioner was humming, and the streets outside the alley were bustling with students in the evening, and noises and fireworks could be heard from time to time.The graceful, intellectual, and beautiful mature woman leaned softly against the young man, like a watered flower, with a hot breath in her tenderness.

"Ting'er, how did Yu Dafu write that sentence: one layer of autumn rain and one layer of coolness."

Zhang Ting's voice was a little hoarse, and she said with a smile, "Xiaojing, I'm a professor of physics, not a professor of the Faculty of Arts." After speaking, she unconsciously felt a little lost.Because his wife, Li Mengwei, studied literature and engaged in translation.Looking at Xiaoyu outside the window, she snuggled up silently.

For some reason, she still wanted to say out from the bottom of her heart, "Xiaojing, I am very happy!"

(End of this chapter)