[R18] Lianqing(NP) – “Lian Qing (NP)” Chapter 40 [English]

Chapter 39 Dinner Party

Zhou Jianshen asked Ji Qing out to give her a gift. He covered the whole top of the collodi with the sound of piano surrounding him. Ji Qing and Zhou Jianshen sat across from each other. Soon, a man in a suit placed a dark blue gift box in front of the two of them. He opened the gift box with meticulous movements. Even Ji Qing, who had been pampered since childhood, was stunned for a few seconds.

Inside is a smoky pink V-neck dress with diamonds all over the skirt. There is also a headband of the same color next to it. There are also diamonds strung on the lace on the edge. Each diamond has a different shape, but it can be seen that they have been carefully polished. Under the headband is a square pink diamond ring. The diamond ring has excellent clarity. Even if the lights in the restaurant are dimmed, it still looks radiant.Moreover, this is a very large whole diamond, because the carat weight is too large to be used as side diamonds. After Ji Qing put it on, the entire back of his hand was printed a little pink.

Ji Qing was very surprised to receive such a gift. Zhou Jianshen couldn’t help but curl up his lips when he looked at her bright eyes. Finally, Zhou Jianshen asked Ji Qing to accompany him to a dinner party, so he let her wear this one. However, the occasion was very formal, so the diamond skirt had to be removed, and the hairband could not be used, but the ring could be worn.

It was a week later. After Ji Qing mentioned it to Ji Tingqin, Ji Tingqin naturally agreed. He would never interfere too much in Ji Qing’s life, and Ji Qing was young, so it would be good for her to get to know more people.

But it was only later that Ji Qing realized how formal the occasion was. The Chairman of the Central Committee of the Chinese People’s Political Consultative Conference met with the French Secretary of State. Everyone was accompanied by an entourage. However, Ji Qing was naturally unable to participate in the meeting. Zhou Jianshen brought her here for the dinner after the meeting.

Ji Qing held Zhou Jianshen’s hand, and there were several French people beside him. He shook hands with the French Secretary of State and talked. Ji Qing couldn’t understand a word of the French he spoke. He only asked him after they finished talking why he knew that person. Zhou Jianshen didn’t hide it from her, telling her that this person used to be a member of his constituency.

Moreover, after the dinner, Zhou Jianshen actually took Ji Qing to the home of the CPPCC Chairman.

The chairman of the Chinese People’s Political Consultative Conference is named Zhao Donglai. He is over 60 years old this year. He is an old friend of Zhou Jianshen’s father. During the Anti-Japanese War, his father Zhao Aixin also bought arms from Zhou Youping’s father, Zhou Jianshen’s grandfather. The relationship between the two families has always been good.

Ji Qing did not have stage fright throughout the whole process, and Zhao Donglai also had a good impression of her. After hearing that she was Ji Tingqin’s sister, he praised Ji Tingqin a few words, saying that he was young and promising, and would definitely be able to carry forward Vice Chairman Ai’s legacy in the future.

By the time he finished visiting Zhao Donglai, it was already 11 o’clock in the evening. Zhou Jianshen gave the driver a break and drove Ji Qing home in a black SUV. He stopped when he reached the bottom of the mountain. Ji Qing was almost asleep in the passenger seat.

When he felt the car stop, Ji Qing thought he had arrived home, but when he turned around, he saw Zhou Jianshen putting his hands on the steering wheel and looking at her.

“Meet Brother Shen?”

Just when Ji Qing asked Zhou Jianshen, he leaned over to her lips, and his warm breath hit Ji Qing’s face. Zhou Jianshen just grabbed the back of her neck and wanted to kiss her, so he stepped back a little, got closer to her and then backed away again, until his head was completely resting on the cushion and unable to move.

Zhou Jianshen was so amused by her that he couldn’t laugh or cry. How afraid was he of kissing her?

——Although Zhou Jianshen really wanted to kiss her.

With no way to hide anymore, Zhou Jianshen raised Ji Qing’s chin with one hand and kissed it. Two hot lips pressed against it. Ji Qing felt that the surroundings were filled with sexy male hormones, and his face suddenly became flushed.

But at this time, Zhou Jianshen pried open her teeth. Ji Qing couldn’t help but moan, and then his powerful tongue penetrated her mouth.

Sucking hard on Ji Qing’s lips, Ji Qing finally couldn’t help but respond with his tongue. The thin tip of her tongue lightly traced across his big tongue. Zhou Jian was so hard that his trousers were so tight that they were unreasonably tight.

Slightly letting go of Ji Qing’s lips, Zhou Jianshen got down from his side, went over to open Ji Qing’s car door and took her out.

She was still confused until Zhou Jianshen hooked her head and kissed her in the back seat. The back compartment was very wide, and Ji Qing’s legs could be completely straightened. Zhou Jianshen clasped the back of her neck and pressed her tightly against the car seat. Ji Qing accidentally moved her hand and touched the member of his crotch.

It was so hot and strong that Ji Qing quickly took back his hand and shouted he again in a suppressed voice: “See Brother Shen…”

Ji Qing’s original intention was to stop He, but the voice was thin and soft, which made the man even more intolerable.

His lips kissed Ji Qing’s earlobe, and Zhou Jianshen’s deep voice was particularly sexy: “What’s wrong?”

Ji Qing subconsciously tightened her legs: “Brother Shen…I…”

Ji Qing wanted to say that she had someone she liked, but before she could say the next word, Zhou Jianshen put his hand on Ji Qing’s thigh, inserted it between her thighs, and then slowly spread Ji Qing’s legs.

Ji Qing didn’t know what to do, her legs were still tightly clamped, and Zhou Jianshen’s hand only opened a crack, but he was very patient, and while kissing her, he slowly lifted up her skirt, then pulled his hand out and put it back in. This time, he’s big palm was completely covering Ji Qing’s skin.