Chapter 253 253: Dirty literature, knowing the truth about being in jail (first update)

The barrage except for ah ah ah is all about brushing the scenery. Teacher, don’t leave.

The businessman continued to the next process: bandaging. The tape and gauze were cut with scissors. The sound was put into the microphone, and the monotonous white noise lulled people to sleep.

Finally, put the doll into a hospital gown.

"Okay, the operation is over." The business leader said to the audience, "Good night."

She logged off the live broadcast, closed the computer, and went to the living room.

Jing Zhao was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with his laptop open and resting on his lap.

The businessman led him over: "What are you doing?"

"Watch your live broadcast."

The business leader leaned forward and looked at the screen. The page she was opening was her live broadcast platform.

Login name:Ruby9876

She was very surprised: "This number turns out to be you."

"Um."

She had an impression of this name. She was not very popular during her early live broadcasts, and this account would occasionally comment. The content of the comments was nothing special, and the tone was not like that of young people who often surf.

"When did you start watching my live broadcast?"

Jing Zhao said: "In the beginning."

That's three or four years.

The business leader rested his hand on Jing Zhao's chest: "You are spying on me."

That's right.

Jing Zhao did not deny it: "You said before that you started live broadcasting because you wanted to imitate Ming Yuexi." He put the computer aside and put his hand on her waist, "What about now?"

He doesn't want her to be influenced by him, and hopes that she can do everything out of love.

"At first, I wanted to learn how to live broadcast, but then I became interested as I started doing it." The business leader lay on Jing Zhao and placed his fingers on his chest. "I like to do audio content, no matter what

Whether it’s Foley or ASMR, it’s both interesting.”

That's good.

Jing Zhao said: "Your Foley is excellent."

The business leader raised his face: "Really?"

"Well, I'm half an insider." He praised her out of his preference for his girlfriend and out of his semi-insider's level of identification, "You are very good."

The business leader felt a little proud: "Of course, I don't even care who my girlfriend is."

Jing Zhao smiled and touched her head to express his praise.

She lay on top of him, reached for the computer, and pulled the mouse: "All your messages are urging me to sleep." She tilted her head and looked at Jing Zhao with a bright smile, "Brother Jing Zhao, let's sleep."

Jing Zhao pulled up the sweatshirt that she was wearing: "Where will you sleep?"

She raised her hands and hugged Jing Zhao's neck: "I want to sleep in a cage."

I want to play cage literature, and I also want to play dirty literature.

"good."

Jing Zhao carried her to the room where the cage was, and after putting her on the bed, he went to wash up. While he was washing up, the business leader went to spray some perfume.

He came back soon, lay down next to her, and said good night.

She tossed and turned for about ten minutes.

"Not sleepy?"

"Well, I'm not sleepy at all." The business leader felt that it would be a waste if he didn't do anything else during the great time.

Jing Zhao turned over and faced her: "Do you want me to put you to sleep?"

"OK."

He thought for a while and began to read: "In the rolling hills and open grasslands of Fordhamforth, the lions are divided into one group. The male lions guard the hard-won territory. Therefore, Molly and the other lionesses can

Raise your children in relative peace.”

Business leader: "..."

Speechless, look at the roof.

"Molly takes care of her one-year-old cub while taking some time to relax."

Jing Zhao has a good voice that is very suitable for ASMR. When the voice is lowered, it can easily soothe restlessness.

His chest resonated, and his heartbeat sounded steady and powerful.

"Most nights she goes out hunting with her sisters to find food for the entire group, while the leader Maude is responsible for guarding the territory and providing a safe environment for the cubs to grow..."

The businessman closed his eyes unconsciously.

"Lead."

She remained silent and subconsciously leaned into Jing Zhao's arms.

He kissed her face: "Good night."

He was dreaming again.

"Brother Jingzhao."

In the dream, the girl asked him: "Do you have anything you like very much?"

"Mountains, rivers, stars, sunrise."

"You can't buy these." The girl said coquettishly, "Then I want to give you a world?"

Jing Zhao woke up from his dream and opened his eyes slowly. The person in his arms moved and he instinctively tightened his hands.

"Lead."

The business leader was half asleep and said in a daze, "Huh?"

Jing Zhao whispered in her ear: "Ask me again."

"What?"

"Ask me what I like."

Her eyelids couldn't open, and she actually didn't know what she was talking about: "What do you like?"

Jing Zhao replied again: "The moon."

Tonight, there is no moon outside the window, but the moon is in Jing Zhao's arms.

The next day is Monday, a working day.

Jingzhao drove the businessman to the funeral parlor and met Zhou Ziheng and Qin Xiang in the garage.

The business leader sat in the car and said hello: "Good morning."

Qin Xiang replied: "Morning."

"Would you like to take my car?"

Qin Xiang said: "No."

Zhou Ziheng pushed the electric motor and followed Qin Xiang.

The business leader waved his hand: "See you in the hotel."

Jing Zhao glanced at the rearview mirror, briefly looked at each other in the mirror with Zhou Ziheng, and then drove out.

The business leader doesn't have to worry about his identity being exposed now. He is just curious: "Is Qin Xiang's boyfriend really Chen Yedu's twin brother?"

Jing Zhao was waiting for the traffic light: "Probably not."

"Then who is he?"

"They may be the same person, but that's just my guess." There were too many coincidences, and Jing Zhao never believed in coincidences.

"Did Qin Xiang really kill Chen Yedu's father?" The business leader had heard many rumors about Qin Xiang's murder at the funeral home.

"Qin Xiang confessed his crime back then, and the rest is unknown."

The business leader sighed: "They are so cruel."

*****

Zhou Ziheng drove Qin Xiang to the funeral home on his electric bicycle. He left the car behind and planned to take the bus back.

Qin Xiang was very worried about him: "You can watch TV at home, don't run around, and don't go out to work."

Zhou Ziheng didn't like to hear this, it was too much like a mother teaching her son.

He was extremely unhappy: "I'm not a child." Forget it, what did his girlfriend care about with her? "Go to work, I'll pick you up in the evening."
To be continued...