"You..." Tong Xin pouted her lips, "Alright, since you won yesterday."
Zhang Jingdong imdiately laughed, "That’s more like it."
Tong Xin turned around, about to go to the bathroom, but Zhang Jingdong called her directly, "Where are you going?"
Tong Xin stopped, looking doubtful, "The bathroom? What, you don’t want to check anymore?"
"Of course not, but why go to the bathroom anyway? We can do it here."
"Here? You... No way! I... No way!"
Zhang Jingdong said with a aningful look, "The reason we aren’t going to the bathroom is for your own good. As soon as we get in there, I’d definitely rember what happened last ti in your company’s bathroom, and I might not be able to resist doing sothing to you."
"So now you choose, here or the bathroom? Anyway, I’m fine with either!"
Tong Xin glared at him resentfully, "Alright, the bathroom... Oh no, here then."
Zhang Jingdong couldn’t help but burst out laughing, "See, you clearly want to take advantage of you, but you’re saying against your will for the sake of saving face."
"Tong Xin, I really don’t get you. Have you forgotten what kind of relationship we have now?"
"Plus, aren’t you a bit too capricious? Yesterday, you were all lovey-dovey and sweet with , but just one night later, and you’ve backed up dozens of kiloters on our path to love. I can hardly recognize you!"
Tong Xin rolled her eyes flirtily, "Who told you to start with your tricks as soon as you see , and take advantage of ?"
"I am a slow-burn kind of person, and from our first eting to now, it’s been less than a week overall. I... I’m sure I’ll be a bit unaccustod."
"And you... you tell if your request just now wasn’t too much... mmm mmm..."
Before she could finish, Zhang Jingdong kissed her directly.
Last night, because Lin Shishi and Xiao Fei’s kissing skills still hadn’t reached perfection, he specially taught them more than twenty minutes of kissing lessons each.
And as they say, teaching enhances learning, so his kissing skills also improved considerably.
Within less than three minutes, Tong Xin leaned into Zhang Jingdong’s embrace.
Five minutes later, Tong Xin tightly hugged Zhang Jingdong’s waist.
Ten minutes later, Tong Xin was already sowhat...
Zhang Jingdong kissed her for two more minutes before finally letting go.
Tong Xin took more than a minute to recover, and at this mont, her gaze toward Zhang Jingdong was gentler than the water of West Lake.
Zhang Jingdong then said, "How about now, have you found that sweet feeling we had yesterday between us?"
Tong Xin first shyly lowered her head, then cheerfully nodded.
"...Mhm."
Zhang Jingdong then said, "Quick, let check, then we’ll go racing!"
Tong Xin hesitated slightly, then obediently complied.
Zhang Jingdong checked seriously, then couldn’t resist giving a light slap.
"Consider yourself compliant! Alright, let’s go!"
The two left the house, took the elevator down.
Upon exiting the building, Zhang Jingdong pointed out the Ducati not far away to Tong Xin, "How does it look, isn’t this bike gorgeous?"
Tong Xin seriously looked at it, deeply agreed, and nodded, "Yes! Very beautiful!"
Zhang Jingdong walked up, handed her a helt while saying, "Have you ever ridden this kind of bike before?"
Tong Xin shook her head, "No."
"Today, I’ll let you feel the shape of the wind."
Tong Xin seriously considered the aning behind Zhang Jingdong’s words, then was imdiately struck and happily nodded, "Okay!"
Seeing her not having any fear, but rather a face full of excitent, Zhang Jingdong’s heart jolted, then adeptly put a helt on her, followed by his own.
He straddled the bike, gave her a thumbs-up gesture toward the rear seat, "Get on!"
Tong Xin imdiately walked up, learning Zhang Jingdong’s style from earlier, and straddled the bike.
Zhang Jingdong twisted the key, made a series of swift operations, and the bike quickly vanished from sight.
At the entrance, the on-duty security guard noticed that there was a stunning beauty sitting behind Zhang Jingdong, imdiately gave him a thumbs-up full of envy, then pressed a button to raise the bar.
Zhang Jingdong said, "Thanks," twisted the throttle, and the bike shot out directly.
Half an hour later, the pair left the city area, and Zhang Jingdong directly entered racing mode.
The black Ducati instantly returned like a leopard from the mountains to the prairie, speeding up noticeably by three gears.
Tong Xin tightly embraced Zhang Jingdong’s waist.
At this point, she finally began to feel a bit scared, but more so excited from the bottom of her heart.
Because she believed that Zhang Jingdong dared to drive like this precisely because he had absolute confidence.
Subsequent facts indeed proved her right, although the speed was very fast, Zhang Jingdong could always control the direction and maneuver very precisely.
The bike’s tires never strayed from the white line in the middle of the road from start to finish.
Sohow, Tong Xin also understood what Zhang Jingdong ant by "feeling the shape of the wind," in such high-speed conditions, the wind from the front sotis felt like a sword, sotis like cotton, sotis like seawater, and sotis like mountains...
Half an hour later, Zhang Jingdong gradually slowed down and finally stopped the bike at a deserted dock.
Zhang Jingdong turned his head and said, "Get off."
Tong Xin paused for a mont, then slowly got off the bike.
Zhang Jingdong followed suit, agilely dismounting.
He removed his helt, then helped Tong Xin remove hers.
At this point, he pointed out the coastline in the distance to Tong Xin, "Look at that, isn’t it beautiful?"
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