"Good ......" Song Keer nodded and began to mourn her bank card.

The top five donations at the charity gala are not one or two million that can be obtained.

She frowned, and her flesh ached.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Xingchen lazily soaked in the hot spring pool of the Linshuige Hot Spring Hotel on the outskirts of D City, closing her eyes and enjoying the comfort and comfort brought by the warm water.

In the morning, Aunt Yun told her that there was a dinner at noon, but she didn't expect it to be just a dinner between her and Jin Zeming.

After eating, he took her out to the hot springs again.

Couple's pool, elegant style, natural and fresh.

Thinking about it, she quietly adjusted her posture, and her body rose slightly to the surface of the warm water.

On the opposite side, Jin Zeming was flipping through a document in his hand, and there was a small table next to him on the shore with a stack of documents on it.

He was sitting on a stone platform in the pool, so most of his body was exposed.

Naturally, Luo Xingchen projected his gaze on his toned body.

Men who do things seriously will have a very special attraction, and this Jin Zeming is exactly like this.

"What are you looking at?" Jin Zeming didn't look up either, and asked in a deep voice.

At lunchtime, she didn't say a word to him, and kept showing him a face.

He also felt that he was a ghost, so he would indulge her so much, but he was not angry.

"Ming Shao, I see that you are busier than the president of the United States, which company do you work in?" Luo Xingchen's tone was a little ridiculous.

This man is obviously a drunken young master! Why did he come to D City, he is like the CEO of a large listed company.

"Interested in me?"

"It's not ......" Luo Xingchen pouted, moved his body in the water, and made some splashes.

The overhead sun shines tepidly through the trellises above the hot springs, casting golden specks in the pool that ripple with the splash.

She was a little bored, so she picked up some water and sprinkled it on the stone flower stand by the pool.

"That's a cuckoo, not a tropical fish." The man still didn't look up, but he seemed to be covered with eyes and saw Luo Xingchen's actions clearly.

"I know it's azaleas." Luo Xingchen lay on the edge of the pool, staring at the azaleas that were competing to bloom with wide eyes.

Jin Zeming raised his head, and the woman was lying there, her snow-white and delicate shoulders and back exposed, and she was so reluctant to take her eyes off the sun that she was so lined by the sun.

He put the document in his hand on the small table, but there were two beeps on the phone.

He picked it up and saw that it was sent by Wei Ran. Frowning slightly, I clicked on it and looked at it, and it turned out to be a few dimly lit and somewhat blurry photos.

The woman above who could see the outline of her facial features was obviously Luo Xingchen, and the man holding her, Jin Zeming could recognize that it was himself.

[Sent by Song Keer. 】

Looking at that line of words, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, dare to play with him to break the news, how dare you?

"Ming Shao ......"

"Huh?" He put down his phone and added, "Call my name." ”

Luo Xingchen turned around, the pool was rippling, a layer of fine beads of sweat secreted from her forehead, and the long hair tied back her head hung down a few strands, adding a little more feminine style.

Jin Zeming saw that his breath was suffocated, and somewhere in his body suddenly looked like a tense string.

"Why me?" Luo Xingchen seemed to have mustered up the courage to ask this question, and he didn't dare to put his eyes on Jin Zeming's face.