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Chapter 15 Young Showgirl (2)

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    Having sex with Wang Long always made Jing feel very happy, no matter whether he had money or not.  Without comparison, there is no identification. Ever since she met the boss who is over fifty years old, Jing has a personal experience.  Now when she is having sex with the boss, she always thinks about the scene with Wang Long, and when Wang Long is having sex, she thinks about the scene with the boss.  It also always gave her great satisfaction.

    "Where's the money?" Jing asked after Wang Long finished venting.

    Wang Lung sat up, lit a cigarette and took a puff, pointed to the black leather bag of the sofa, and said, "It's over there."

    "Let me take a look." Jing looked at the black leather bag and said.  Said, ready to get dressed.

    Wang Long took off the bra that Jing had already put on, and said, "Lie down, don't move."

    Jing was a little baffled, wondering if Wang Long had no money at all, was he crazy about money?

    "Lie down?" Wang Longdi pushed the naked Jing down on the bed and said.

    "Wang Long, what do you want to do?" Jing was a little scared at this moment.

    Wang Long got out of bed and brought the black leather bag, and said to Jing, "Close your eyes."

    Seeing Wang Long's nervous look, Jing quickly closed her eyes.

    Wang Long opened the black leather bag, took out the money, took out a piece of paper to take a picture in front of the window, and then began to spread the money on Jing's naked body one by one.

    "Open your eyes." Wang Long said after covering Jing's body with money.

    In fact, at this time, Jing knew that Wang Long was covered with money even if she didn't open her eyes. In order to make him happy, she still pretended to be surprised and shouted: "Wow, so much money."

    "Do you know why I spread it on your body?" Wang Long asked, stroking Jing's breasts.

    Jing shook her head obsessively, and said, "I don't know."

    "Everything I do is for it." Wang Long patted Jing's buttocks and said.

    After hearing this, Jing smiled and said, "Really?"

    Wang Long swept Jing's money to the ground and said, "Don't be complacent, Jing, I will probably die in your hands in my whole life. Sometimes I feel that I am so fucking stupid.  Why would a man do this?"

    Jing still doesn't know why Wang Long behaved like this.  When the pager rang again, Jing decided to call him back.

    "Hello, WangLong?" Jing dialed the phone and said nervously.

    Wang Lung?  How the hell did I become Wang Long?  Gong Xiaojun on the other end of the phone almost laughed out loud, he wondered if this woman named Jing was going crazy thinking about Wang Long?

    "I'm not Wang Long," Gong Xiaojun clamped the phone around his neck, looked up at the sky, and said, "I'm Wang Long's friend, he asked me to come to you."

    A friend of Wang Lung?  When did Wang Lung have friends?  Did you encounter kidnapping?

    Jing's expression became more tense, and the hand holding the phone began to shake.

    "Who are you? What are you going to do?" Jing asked tremblingly.

    At this moment, Gong Xiaojun remembered Wang Long's evaluation of him in the detention center, he seemed like a good person!

    "I'm a good person." Gong Xiaojun said, imitating the actions of the heroes on TV, "You can rest assured. My name is Gong Xiaojun. Wang Long asked me to find you because it is important."

    "Gong Xiaojun?" Jing repeated, and then wondered in her mind whether any of the men she came into contact with had this vulgar name.  She shook her head.

    Gong Xiaojun found that this was a bit like the scene when the underground party joined forces when the city was still called the White District.  He thought it was funny.

    "Yes, my name is Gong Xiaojun." Gong Xiaojun moved the phone from his right ear to his left ear and said.

    "I don't know you." Jing said hesitantly.

    "I don't know you either, but don't we know you when we meet?" Gong Xiaojun took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said, "The first time is raw, the second time is acquaintance, the third time and fourth time don't care."

    "How can I trust you?" Jing said, looking up at the pedestrians on the road outside the window.

    "Does anyone else know Wang Long's password?" Gong Xiaojun reminded.

    Naturally, only Wang Long and Jing knew the password Wang Long set up to call Jing.  Jing was thinking about the relationship between this man named Gong Xiaojun and Wang Long.

    Are they accomplices?  Or plainclothes police?  Will Wang Lung recruit everything?  How can you keep it if you have recruited the 50,000 yuan?

    "What did Wang Long tell you?" Jing said, becoming nervous again.

    "I've said everything," Gong Xiaojun looked around the public phone and said that no one was paying attention to him, and then said, "There is still the fifty thousand yuan."

    The 50,000 yuan almost shook the phone in Jing's hand.On the ground, she thought that if this person was really a policeman, wouldn't she be a harborer?

    "I don't know Wang Lung," Jing said firmly, "I'm going to put up the phone."

    Gong Xiaojun gripped the phone tightly, as if he was afraid that it would fall from his hand.

    "Don't let it go, Jing, I have something to say. I am really Wang Long's friend. I have something important to convey to you. If you are worried, can you come to me?" Gong Xiaojun said impatiently.

    Jing opened her mouth and let out a long sigh, and said, "Where can I find you?"

    "You can come to my house. I live at No. 128 Guangming Street. It's an old courtyard house called Gongjia Garden." Gong Xiaojun reported his address in one breath.

    "Okay, I'll go find you." Jing put down the phone after finishing speaking.

    This naughty bitch!

    Gong Xiaojun angrily dropped the phone, turned around and left.

    The white-haired old man in the telephone hall stuck out his head and shouted at Gong Xiaojun: "Hey, comrade, don't go, please pay the phone bill."

    Gong Xiaojun stopped with his left foot. He noticed that the old man's voice was strange, as if it came from a long distance away. He hadn't heard the word "comrade" for a long time.

    Comrade?  Who is comrade?  Who am I gay?

    "Grandpa, you've got the wrong person. I'm not your comrade. Now I'm all on my own. Where's the comrade? At most, it's called collusion." Gong Xiaojun turned around, poked his nostrils at the old man, and said  , "Goodbye." (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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