Zhao Jing felt the pain in her heart was vented. While crying, she felt a broad and powerful male chest standing in front of her, so she didn't think too much about it. She instinctively took a step forward and threw herself into Li Jinlong's arms.

She put her arms around his waist and cried.

This poor woman has endured so much pain alone and needs a broad shoulder and a warm embrace. If Li Jinlong drives her away at this moment, it would be a crime! So Li Jinlong can only take advantage of the situation and hug her gently.

's shoulders.

Although Zhao Jing's delicate body is not as youthful and graceful as Bai Feifei and Ma Xiao, it still has a soft and charming fragrance comparable to that of Yang Xiaoxiao. Her slender waist trembles slightly, her beautiful nose and jade mouth are buried deep in Li Jinlong's chest,

The aroma of wine on her lips was even more intoxicating. She lay in Li Jinlong's arms and cried happily, but Li Jinlong didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Zhao Jing cried heartily and cried out all the pain and grievances she had felt in the past seven years. Li Jinlong just held her motionless, making her feel safer and more trustworthy than ever before.

It was impossible to say that Li Jinlong had no reaction when holding such a round and soft body, full of sex and softness, in his arms! Zhao Jing had probably sensed something strange about him a long time ago, her cheeks were red, but she still hugged her tightly.

Holding onto him, refusing to let go for a moment.[

Time passed by slowly and inadvertently. It was already late at night, and the girl upstairs had probably fallen asleep. Li Jinlong felt that the beauty in his arms had stopped moving. When he lowered his head, he saw Zhao Jing lying on his chest.

She fell asleep soundly in her arms. Crying consumes a lot of energy, and besides, she drank so much wine and talked so much, it’s no wonder she wasn’t tired.

Li Jinlong let out a gentle breath, and gently picked up Zhao Jing by the waist, preparing to carry her to the bedroom. Zhao Jing's calves and tender feet hung down from Li Jinlong's arms, and her white single cloth slippers fell off with a sound.

On the ground, two pink and white delicate feet were exposed in front of Li Jinlong's eyes. These feet were really beautiful, small and exquisite. There was no toenail polish on the toes, which made them look even more naturally moist. The tops of the feet were snow-white, and the soles of the feet were

It has a delicate pink color, and a row of snow-white toes are neatly arranged without any flaws. It also faintly exudes the unique fragrance of women.

Li Jinlong has always had a soft spot for beautiful women's feet, but he refused to look at them at this moment. After carrying Zhao Jing to the bedroom, he thought about putting her on the bed and leaving, but the moment he turned around and left,

A snow-white little hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist. Zhao Jing behind her opened her eyes and said in a low voice: "Didn't you agree not to leave tonight?"

"Well, I'm not leaving. I'm going to clean up in the kitchen and wash the dishes for you!" Li Jinlong made a lame excuse and didn't dare to look back at Zhao Jing's sad eyes.

"No, I'll clean up tomorrow. Li Jinlong, can I...can I ask you for a favor?" Zhao Jing stubbornly held his wrist and refused to let go, and asked in a low voice.

"What's up?"

"Can you tell ghost stories? I want to hear you tell ghost stories..." Zhao Jing suddenly made an incredible request. Li Jinlong turned to look at her in surprise, only to see her slightly pale fragrance.

There were tears on her cheeks, and her eyes were filled with prayers.

"Why do you want to hear that all of a sudden?...But I'm not very good at telling stories!" Li Jinlong was a little embarrassed. He was a rough man and didn't read much. Where did he get the ink in his stomach to tell ghost stories to others?

"I really want to hear it. It has been seven years since I graduated, and no man is willing to tell me ghost stories like he did back then. I know I look stupid and naive now, but I just want to

Recall the most beautiful and pure feeling, can you satisfy me?" Zhao Jing asked quietly.

"Xiao Jing, I understand what you mean, but I really don't hear many ghost stories, and I'm not very good at telling them." Even so, Li Jinlong sat on the bed obediently, and Zhao Jing's hand went around his

She held his hand with her wrist and said gently: "It's okay, you can tell me, anything is fine."

Li Jinlong scratched his head, thought for a moment and said, "Okay then, I'll tell you a shorter one. I used to listen to other people's nonsense. I don't know if it's a ghost story, so just listen to it."

"Um!"

"It was just after the reform and opening up. There was a man staying in a hotel in the county. Late at night, while he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard a woman singing from next door. The song was very sad and plaintive, and it was so noisy that he couldn't sleep.

, so the man got angry and smashed the wall with his hand, roared, and the singing subsided. But not long after, the singing started again next door, so he smashed the wall again, and the sound disappeared again, and then

He started singing again, and he smashed it again... and it lasted all night long..."

This is one of the few ghost stories left in Li Jinlong's stomach. When he was a mercenary, he listened to the stories told by his brothers in the regiment, which left a deep impression on him. Now it happened to come in handy. What he told

It was quite serious, and Zhao Jing listened very seriously. The smooth jade hand had already clenched with his, and asked: "What next?"

"The singing lasted all night. This man didn't sleep all night. Of course he was very angry. At dawn the next day, he went to the next door and broke down the door. As soon as he got up, he asked him what he was singing nonsense because he didn't sleep at night!

"

"What I didn't expect was that the other person living there was also a man. His eyes were red and he hadn't slept all night. The man was also very irritable. He turned around and asked the man: 'I still want to ask you, what is the room in your house?

What song does that woman sing when she doesn't sleep at night?'"

When Li Jinlong was talking about this, he suddenly stopped. Zhao Jing was listening with fascination. When she saw that Li Jinlong was not going on, she leaned up and shook his arm and asked, "What happens next? What happens next?"

"There is no more, the story is over!" Li Jinlong laughed.

"Ah? What kind of ghost story is this?" Zhao Jing looked a little disappointed, and her little mouth pursed slightly.[

"Haha, if you think about this story for yourself, don't you hear anything strange?" Li Jinlong asked with a smile.

Zhao Jing frowned and thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "I can't figure it out, what's wrong with it?"

"It's very simple. The first man heard a woman singing next door, but the man next door also heard a woman singing next door. This means that there is no woman in the room between them, and the singing woman is inside the wall! Now

Do you understand?" Li Jinlong said with a smile.

"Ah!" After Zhao Jing came to her senses, she screamed and was frightened. After a long while, she said: "So that's it, that woman is a ghost, right? It's so scary. Where did you hear this story?"

"

"In the past, I occasionally heard people say it, and I told you what you wanted to hear. Now that you are satisfied, isn't it time to take a rest?" Li Jinlong said with a smile.

Zhao Jing pursed her lips and glanced at him, her cheeks flushed and she lowered her head, "You told such a scary story to scare me. I was scared to be alone and didn't dare to sleep..."

"I poked, didn't I? You asked me to tell you..."

As soon as Li Jinlong finished speaking, Zhao Jing hesitated for a moment, then suddenly threw herself into his arms, put her arms around his neck and said: "Li Jinlong, you are so kind, give me a hug..."
Chapter completed!