Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

The thin clouds coincidentally, the stars pass the hatred, the silver Han long long distance dark ferry. When the jade dew met the metal wind, it won countless times in the world.    

    

She did not know why, but as she looked at Zhu Xi's back, the image of the two meeting in the rain appeared in Yang Ping's mind. Zhu Xi was like a delicate cloud dancing in the mortal world. She was a goddess who brought along grief and looked into the distance while leaning against a railing. She had her own sadness and pain that was difficult to hide, causing him to feel pity for her, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for her.    

    

Ming Zhu's reminder before she left, brought him back to reality. All this time, his heart had been empty, and felt that something was missing, but now, he finally understood that with the beauty in front of him, why not cherish the person in front of him.    

    

Regardless of Zhu Xi's character, he did not care. Even if she did not know how to cook, she would still try to please her.    

    

With such a beautiful back, Yang Ping couldn't help but feel that the time for the two of them to break through the ice had come. There was no one here, and it was a good time to get along.    

    

he imagined, taking firm steps.    

    

Standing side by side with Zhu Xi, they looked at the bright moon in the night sky together, and in their hearts, they were singing a song: You are Feng'er, I am Sha, You are Moon, I am Star, and I am surrounding you.    

    

The concept was very good, and the opportunity was perfect. It couldn't be missed.    

    

It was easy to do it on a whim, so Yang Ping took the opportunity to stand beside Zhu Xi while she was still throbbing. However, when she wanted to say something that would normally be easy to spit out, she suddenly realized that she was unable to open her mouth. The emotion that he had been brewing for a long time quietly crumbled under Zhu Xi's cold gaze as she turned her head.    

    

What the f * * k!    

    

It shouldn't be like this. Yang Ping tried her best to squeeze out a smile, but unfortunately, with Zhu Xi's cold face, the good atmosphere was destroyed, and the opportunity to talk to each other was gone. Moreover, it was a gust of cold wind.    

    

"What's the matter?" Zhu Xi said coldly.    

    

Yang Ping coughed dryly and shook her head.    

    

Zhu Xi squinted her eyes and frowned: "If you can tell me the reason why you came to my room and stood by my side, I can forgive your shameless behavior. From today onwards, you are forbidden from entering my room. "    

    

Yang Ping opened her mouth wide, what the hell, where did all her flirtatious actions go, acting like a pampered girl is the best, but in front of Zhu Xi, it was completely useless. He finally understood the principle that he was still essentially a pure youth.    

    

This was how it should be!    

    

"Zhu Xi... "Actually, I …" Yang Ping looked straight into Zhu Xi's eyes, gritted her teeth, and prepared to have a good talk. Even if the negotiation failed, she could at least take a step forward and not vent her anger on others like before.    

    

"Get out." Zhu Xi sneered, and interrupted.    

    

"Should I go out? If I go out, I won't have much face," Yang Ping thought to herself. Whether she should reveal her trump card or not, was a girl after all.    

    

Raising her head, raising her chest, Yang Ping only saw that her eyes were cold and unsatisfied and she felt that it was unknown where she got the courage to do so. One hand pressed against the window, causing Zhu Xi to fall into a circle.    

    

This was the standard wall position.    

    

The two of them were very close, they could smell each other's breathing, and Yang Ping's breathing quickened as she jumped. Previously, when the old man peeked at the widow bathing at the bottom of the mountain, she had never been this excited like this.    

    

Zhu Xi was struck hard by the wall and her cold disguise was finally ripped apart. His chest felt like it was being struck by lightning and her entire body felt sore.    

    

Their eyes met, time paused, as if everything was still, leaving only the two of them staring at each other.    

    

"Zhu Xi, I have something to tell you." Yang Ping anxiously said, afraid that she would miss the chance.    

    

Zhu Xi lowered her head and did not answer.    

    

Yang Ping was startled, she thought, what is the meaning of this, should I speak to him first, or should I be embarrassed? The current Yang Ping, whose IQ had turned to zero, could not understand what Zhu Xi was thinking at all.    

    

"If she doesn't speak, what should we do next?" Yang Ping's brain short-circuited as he tried his best to maintain a wall position and swallowed saliva.    

    

Zhu Xi lowered her head, maintained her silence, and anxiously killed Yang Ping. He didn't know how to proceed. Should he try something tough, or should he continue to maintain her graceful posture?    

    

For a moment, his thoughts were in disarray.    

    

Yang Ping's head moved forward and her mouth approached him. Her body trembled and her hands pressed against the wall tightly. However, Yang Ping's martial arts were strong, she was able to determine the trajectory of Zhu Xi's turn and followed suit.    

    

This was the benefit of practicing martial arts. His spiritual sense was very strong, so it was easy to find a lover's mouth.    

    

"She doesn't seem to object."    

    

"This is definitely a good signal!"    

    

Yang Ping was overjoyed. If it was before, Zhu Xi would have probably slapped him a long time ago. But this time, Zhu Xi turned her head, did not berate him. He knew that the opportunity had come. She could take this opportunity to make a quick appearance.    

    

"Zhu Xi." Yang Ping said quickly.    

    

Zhu Xi's delicate body trembled, and upon hearing such a soft and gentle name, she finally raised her head and looked straight into Yang Ping's eyes. This time, the two truly looked at each other. At that moment, countless conversations appeared in their hearts, and in the end, they used silence to replace it.    

    

A thousand words could not match the tacit understanding and the gazes that met each other's eyes.    

    

"I …" Yang Ping said with a trembling voice.    

    

Zhu Xi lowered her head and began to avoid the gaze. Usually, at this time, the girl would be the most shy and would be the easiest to snatch her first kiss. Although Yang Ping was not an expert at this field, she could feel that an opportunity had come, hence she excitedly held her hands up.    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

Yang Ping's eyes were wide open, looking at the window, she thought to herself, this can't be, right?    

    

The window shattered because he was too excited and lost control of his body, causing the window to shatter. Yang Ping leaned forward, and when the glass broke, his body lost balance and her face hit the windowsill.    

    

F * ck, I'm going to cultivate the Balance Wood!    

    

This was the only thought hidden deep within Yang Ping's heart. Because Zhu Xi was frightened, it was difficult for him to maintain her full posture. Taking advantage of this opportunity to keep a safe distance from him, her eyes flickered with flames of anger.    

    

Yang Ping covered her mouth, she was almost done for, and anxiously ran out: "Good night."    

    

Zhu Xi took a deep breath, fiercely closed the door, and leaned against the wall. Her head was muddled, as she thought to herself: "What happened to me just now, when he got close, why didn't I hate him, but instead have a trace of hope?"    

    

She was furious, thinking that she had betrayed her. Zhu Xi clenched his fists.    

    

In the living room.    

    

Yang Ping's back was covered in sweat as she muttered, "That was close. I was almost killed."    

    

He was infuriated. It was rare for him to get such a chance to be by himself, but now he had wasted it. It was too difficult for him to find such a good opportunity in the future. The excellent conditions created by Ming Zhu had already disappeared when the glass shattered.    

    

Putting aside her thoughts, she carried Ma Weiwei tightly in his room. This girl was still playing with Ming Zhu. When it was 10 o'clock, Zhu Xi was still in his room, while the others were not at home.    

    

Yang Ping leaned on the sofa and smoked. Not long later, Zhen Ying and Wang Yue returned.    

    

The two girls laughed and chatted, they were as close as sisters, and even held hands. Without even looking at Yang Ping, they went straight back to their room, leaving him in a daze with a silly look on her face.    

    

Yang Ping laid on the sofa and realised sorrowfully that no beauty was willing to bother with him. Shaking her head, he cleared away the distracting thoughts in her mind and closed her eyes, entering into a state of insomnia. Outside the Washington district, a pair of cold, emotionless eyes were staring at Building Twenty. They were cold, merciless, and filled with a sense of bloodlust.    

    

The next morning.    

    

When Yang Ping got up, she received a message. The rules for the third round had already been sent.