Rose of Heaven

125-126

"This guy is a veteran."
The matter was so big that Chen Xingchen asked Uncle Kai to return to China that day.
Uncle Kai studied all the surveillance and came to a conclusion. He picked up a piece of paper left by the man again. It was a printed paper with a screenshot of a movie. The line in the screenshot was:
I am watching you.
The warning was obvious, but there were no clues.
Two surveillance cameras in the underground parking lot were moved away. He entered and exited from a blind spot. The underground entrance on the other side of the apartment was connected to a shopping mall. There were too many people coming and going, so there was no way to check.
Even in the dashcams collected from other vehicles, the figure that flashed by could not lock on too obvious features. He was wearing a black sweatshirt, black trousers, an ordinary baseball cap without a logo, and a white mask.
There seemed to be some broken hair on his neck, which looked like medium-length hair, but Uncle Kai knew that this should be a deceptive approach.
Even his walking posture was probably deliberately adjusted.
Chen  Xingchen frowned, and for the first time in his life, he was disgusted by Chen Xingyan's stupidity.
This person must have a recording in his hand.
"What do you think I should do?" Chen  Xingchen was very anxious because he couldn't find him and his death was in the hands of others.
Uncle Kai didn't have any good solution for a while. In the past, he handled all the dirty work that Chen  Xingchen needed to do, usually covering it up with accidents, so that no one would associate it with Chen Xingchen at all. But this time, this person came to the brother and sister clearly, which meant that something was exposed.
He thought about it again and again, but still couldn't think of what was exposed, so he just said: "Strike first and turn the passive into the active."
"You mean..."
Chen Xingchen hesitated, but for now, he could only try his best.
That afternoon, Chen  Xingyan went to the police station accompanied by Chen  Xingchen to call the police.
The content of the call was that she was threatened by hijacking and was forced to say something unfavorable to herself and her brother when her life safety could not be guaranteed.
After calling the police, the official press release was also released immediately. Chen  Xingyan's palm pierced by a knife once again sent her to the top of the hot search.
...
Qiyue headquarters.
"Boss Li, it seems that your concerns are correct."
The special assistant looked at Li Mingze, who had an unclear expression.
Li Mingze curled his lips, without comment, and returned to the previous question: "You said that Lin Jingmo was one of the volunteers for the summit of Dongda?"
"Yes, the public relations department also found it when checking the list on the second day of the hot search. Do you think you should remove her?"
"What to remove? Arrange her to receive Chen Xingchen."
The special assistant didn't understand Li Mingze's intention of making such an arrangement. Shouldn't Chen  Xingchen be at odds with Lin Jingmo? Why... But he still nodded and did as he was told.
...
Dongda.
Lin Jingmo received a notification message push for the summit training and logged out of Weibo. Originally, she thought that after being on the hot search, her going to the summit would definitely be in jeopardy, but it didn't happen.
Would the public relations department of Qiyue report her situation? If Li Mingze knew that she was going to the summit, why didn't he stop her? Or did he have other ideas? Lin Jingmo didn't know.
She was also very suspicious about Shen Xingyan calling the police. Sister Shan believed that Shen Xingyan was playing misery, but Lin Jingmo didn't think so.
Would Chen Xingyan pierce her palm just to sell her misery?
If she was really kidnapped, what was the purpose of that person?
Chen Xingchen couldn't be caught, so he could only call the police. This person is quite capable.
In any case, Lin Jingmo is still very happy that the brother and sister have other enemies.
Putting away her mobile phone, Lin Jingmo carried her schoolbag and prepared to change classrooms. Wherever she went, the students automatically made way.
Lin Jingmo tried wearing a mask and big glasses, but it didn't work. From the moment she stepped into the school, someone would secretly take pictures of her and spread them all over the circle of friends. Then everyone knew what she was wearing today.
Just as an early adaptation, Lin Jingmo walked towards the door expressionlessly, and unexpectedly bumped into Xu Ning and Chen Chenyu's eyes. When they saw Lin Jingmo looking over, they glanced away together.
She lied to the two of them about Tang Tianyu's matter. Lin Jingmo had expected this result, but seeing it with her own eyes still made Lin Jingmo feel a little sour in her heart.
...
After three days of training, Lin Jingmo will take a bus to the dock with other volunteers on Sunday afternoon.
Together with some of the participants, they will take a ship tonight to cross the strait and arrive at Neon Island on time at 9 am on Monday.
According to the weather forecast, there is an 80% chance that Donggang will welcome the first snow tomorrow.
At this moment, dark clouds are pressing in, and the wind is blowing hard outside, and the branches are rustling.
But the house is warm like spring, and there are all kinds of love.
Lin Jingmo straddles Zhou Yanzheng's pubic bone, and the skirt-style pajamas she wears are lifted to the root of her thighs. The loose collar on her chest half falls on her arms, and one side of the jade peach pink core jumps up and down with her enchanting twist.
Zhou Yanzheng pinched Lin Jingmo's round buttocks with his ten fingers. He pushed deep, and the hot edges and corners entered the deepest part, sore and painful. Lin Jingmo said "hmm" and collapsed on Zhou Yanzheng's lean chest. Her long hair
cascaded down like a waterfall, and Lin Jingmo panted softly, "I have no strength..."
Her red lips opened and closed, and her moist breath blew all over Zhou Yanzheng's nipples, like a feather brushing past. His chest muscles tensed, and the thin sweat oozing out trembled slightly. Lin Jingmo saw that his mouth was dry, and he stretched out the tip of her tongue to probe it.
In an instant, Zhou Yanzheng hugged her waist and turned up and down, and the powerful thing buried in her body went half an inch deeper. Lin Jingmo screamed, "Teacher Zhou..."
Zhou Yanzheng kissed her delicate neck flesh, and his voice was hoarse: "Didn't you say you have no strength?"
You dare to tease him.
She would leave at five o'clock later, and would be gone for six days. Zhou Yanzheng thought that she might not sleep well on the ship and wanted to let her go, but Lin Jingmo clung him her like a cat, kissing and hugging him, and got on the bed in a blink of an eye.
Lin Jingmo hooked up her calves, rubbed her heels against his rough legs, rubbed her thighs against his waist, and gave him a seductive look: "But I still want you to fuck me..."
Zhou Yanzheng didn't say any dirty words in bed, but he enjoyed it when Lin Jingmo said these things. Although he didn't say them, he was honest in his actions, his eyes were like a wolf, and he exerted force on his waist.
It's the same now.
The thing inside her body seemed to swell a little more, and it jumped against her flesh buds, making her feel sore and itchy. Lin Jingmo let out a long moan, and Zhou Yanzheng gently lifted her hips, knelt on both sides of her with legs apart, pulled out quickly and thrust in violently, hitting her fiercely, again and again.
She had just orgasmed ten minutes ago, and the afterglow was still there. After being fucked so fiercely by him like this, she squirted after only a hundred or so strokes.
The sheets were half wet, and Zhou Yanzheng pulled them randomly, wrapped Lin Jingmo up to clean up. In the bathroom, a little vixen pestered him to come again.
By the time they came out, Lin Jingmo was completely exhausted.
Zhou Yanzheng dressed her, held her and sat on the sofa. The suitcase was spread out in front of her, and Lin Jingmo instructed him to pack her things.
She packed a book on her main business, a miscellaneous book to kill time, samples of skin care products, two sets of spare clothes, pajamas, socks, and underwear. Zhou Yanzheng brought out a set of white clothes with small floral patterns.
Lin Jingmo tilted her head and squinted: "So you like this kind."
Zhou Yanzheng flicked her forehead: "What kind is this?"
Lin Jingmo rubbed his forehead and thought for a while: "Pure female students. Like me."
"Good analytical skills." Zhou Yanzheng smiled and answered in a calm voice, then pulled Lin Jingmo over and kissed her a few more times.
After packing the luggage, it was almost time to leave. Zhou Yanzheng pulled up the luggage and pulled open the curtains to see the weather outside. The wind had not stopped and the dark clouds had not dispersed.
Lin Jingmo was on the sofa, glancing at his back. In front of him was a gray sky, like a close-up shot of a city by a certain film master. Suddenly, she felt that the room was so empty.
"Teacher Zhou." She called Zhou Yanzheng over, stretched out her arms, and hung on him.
"Buy a pot of flowers. The kind that blooms in winter."
Zhou Yanzheng agreed immediately.
Lin Jingmo said, "Why don't you ask why?"
Zhou Yanzheng kissed her eyes, his eyes as gentle as drowning: "You are not the eldest in this family, why ask?"
Lin Jingmo closed her eyes, and the cold wind was whistling in her heart.
...
All receptionists gathered downstairs at Qiyue Public Relations Company to take the bus.
The volunteers supplemented by Dongda were in a car.
Lin Jingmo's appearance caused a lot of discussion, most of which were surprised. How could a celebrity like her who caused a big storm before her debut go to the summit as a receptionist?
To put it nicely, it is a reception, but it is only a little better than a hotel waiter.
Some people said that she was doing it to establish a persona, and some people said that she wanted to go to the summit to build connections.
Lin Jingmo turned a deaf ear.
Half an hour later, the bus arrived at the dock.
This is a three-story medium-to-large cruise ship that can accommodate two thousand people at the same time. There are two entrances in the front and back. A red carpet is laid in the front passage. It is obvious that this is the boarding passage for participants.
Lin Jingmo took a quick glance and followed the team leader to board the ship from the stern entrance.
The reception staff will stay on the first floor of the cabin tonight, and the room is a double room.
Lin Jingmo is in the same room with a girl who is also from Dongda. The girl is lively and knows her limits. Although she is curious about Lin Jingmo, she will not ask questions blindly, which makes Lin Jingmo worry less.
After a simple arrangement, at half past six, the cruise ship erupted with a huge roar, trembled, and slowly left the port.
At seven o'clock in the evening, the restaurant on the first floor opened for a buffet.
Lin Jingmo went to eat with the girl in the same room. Halfway through the meal, someone exclaimed, "It's snowing."
Snow was falling on the sea.
Lin Jingmo looked into the distance, wondering if it was snowing over there with Teacher Zhou.
At eight o'clock, the team leaders held a meeting with the reception staff of each group and explained the summit process and precautions again. Then, they asked everyone to go back to their rooms to rest because they had to get up early tomorrow.
Many girls were on a cruise for the first time and were very excited. Although the first floor of this cruise ship was only an economy class, it was still extremely luxurious. In the past, a ticket started at 20,000 yuan, but today it was free. Everyone looked around, and the team leader turned a blind eye, but just told them not to go to the third floor.
The third floor was the room for the big guys attending the meeting.
Lin Jingmo walked to the deck wrapped in a shawl.
The night on the sea was as quiet as a stopped clock, with only the sound of waves and fine snowflakes coming from all directions, aimlessly and without direction.
She raised her eyes and suddenly felt that she was walking in a dream. The white snow was like illusory fragments, and under the light of the deck, it was like butterflies in the sky.
Lin Jingmo turned around and her sight was caught by a scarlet light in the night sky.
The man stood on the third deck, his black clothes blended into the night, his face looked pale and pale, distant and silent, his expression was as calm as water, but Lin Jingmo felt that he was not in a good mood, as if he felt someone was watching him, his eyes turned, and he saw Lin Jingmo standing there with her head raised. Her
long hair fluttered, and her red shawl was like a burning dark fire.