Urban God-level Bodyguard

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Seeing the man pounce on himself, Xiang Yuqing lifted his leg.

Concerned about their ability to bear, he calmed down his strength, but the kicked person still grinned.

Next training, Xiang Yuqing vented his anger hoarded in Zhang Xingyun to these eleven people, including even playing against himself.

Different from the feeling that these eleven people were going to die, Zhang Xingyun watched Xiang Yuqing mad at this group of security guards while chatting cheaply.

"To the coach, shall we have a tea after work?"

Normally at this time, Zhang Xingyun was a sister of the company when he was patrolling. Now he has been brought in for training, and he cannot be relaxed. Moreover, this beautiful coach is so sexy.

"Or do you have a meal?"

"To the coach, can we talk more about life and talk about ideals."

"Otherwise, it's okay for me to come back with you."

After Zhang Xingyun said this, all the security guards glanced at him.

In the previous words, they are accustomed to it. After all, Zhang Xingyun said that she saw beautiful girls, but this sentence is too much information.

Come back again? Listen to this, or is the beauty coach active? Why is this kid so lucky?

Xiang Yuqing knocked down the last security guard and turned to Zhang Xingyun. Can this man speak on different occasions?

She wanted to get angry, and she suddenly thought of something, a smile on her lips, "You just want to date me?"

"Are we talking about life and talking about ideals?" Zhang Xingyun smiled.

The speed at which the female coach changes her face is really okay, but she still likes her charming appearance.

Zhang Xingyun looked at the charming eyes thrown at Yuqing, his mouth closed.

"That's right, at seven o'clock in the evening, Saint Laurent, see it all." Xiang Yuqing smiled charmingly at the man again.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Xingyun couldn't believe what he heard. The progress was so fast that his little heart could not bear it.

"Why, afraid?" Xiang Yuqing's smile on his face appeared a bit ironic.

"What are you afraid of? If you dare to go, I will dare to go." There is no reason to be afraid of being a man.

Just when Zhang Xingyun and Xiang Yuqing agreed on their time, Ling Xiaoya had packed up and was ready to leave work.

"Wilson, I still have something to do, and I will leave it to you first."

Ling Xiaoya got up from the chair, but she did not forget to promise Zhang Xingyun to dinner at night.

Really speaking, this is the first date between two people, but it is commemorable.

So this place must be selected.

"Sherry, don't you worry about me, you do your business." Wilson smiled slightly, his blue eyes carrying a kind of self-confidence that I had in his hands.

"Well, Yang Xue, Mr. Wilson has anything to help, you should cooperate as much as possible." Ling Xiaoya explained Yang Xue.

"Okay, I know."

Yang Xue watched President Ling walk out of the office and couldn't help but feel a little strange. In her view, a person as good as Wilson is enough to match President Ling.

Moreover, Wilson's performance is also very obvious, why wouldn't Ling always agree? And it looks like it's meaningless.

If you are yourself, it is estimated that you will die with excitement.

Feeling that Yang Xue was staring at himself, Wilson put down his hand and looked up at Yang Xue. "Are you calling Yang Xue?"

The man's deep, magnetic voice pulled Yang Xue back to reality, and his face was red, only to find that he was stunned at him.

"Yes, it is."

"Can I ask you a question?"

This time Yang Xue was even more surprised. This well-known business elite at home and abroad would actually ask her questions?

"You said." Yang Xue was flattered.

"Have you been Shirley's secretary?" Wilson looked at Yang Xue seriously.

The magnetic sound and deep eyes made Yang Xue's pretty face can't help but red, "Yes, I have been General Secretary Ling for three years."

"Then do you know what kind of man Shirley likes?" Wilson was excited when he heard Yang Xue's words. After spending so long with Shirley, she would definitely know something.

Shirley's attitude toward him was lukewarm, which made him overwhelmed and had to find another way.

The most important thing is that he feels that the boy is so popular with him, why did Shirley not respond?

Wilson's question also made Yang Xue froze for a moment, but Wilson asked her this question without any problem. After all, he has not pursued Mr. Ling.

But Yang Xuegang wanted to answer that Mr. Ling should need a stronger man than her, but Zhang Xingyun's speechless face appeared in her mind.

How could it be him, how could Mr. Ling look at him as such a wretched man.

"Maybe Ling always needs a man who is different from her aura."

"Different aura?" Wilson repeated the woman's words, and there was no response for a moment.

"Probably the kind that doesn't look very much, or even some edging, but after getting along with him for a long time, he will be unconsciously attracted by the relaxed feeling in him, and it will produce the feeling of wanting to know him ..."

Yang Xue said that she was half stunned. Was she subconsciously saying her evaluation of Zhang Xingyun?

When did you become interested in him? Last time I ate my salary for half a year!

It must be because he ate too much of himself, so he remembered it so clearly, it must be.

Like Yang Xue, Wilson is also in deep contemplation, he has not fully digested Yang Xue's words.

He is not very good in Chinese, and it is a bit difficult to understand, "Miss Yang Xue, can you be more specific?"

Yang Xueman's mind is Zhang Xingyun. When Wilson asked, he subconsciously answered, "It's almost like Zhang Xingyun."

After she finished, she regretted it. Wasn't it a mockery of Wilson? This was miserable.

But I didn't mean that. I was so stupid when I spoke in front of Wilson.

"Mr. Wilson, you are busy first, just call me something."

Yang Xue exited the office in a panic.

Wilson hasn't responded from the woman's words yet. Although he didn't believe Ling Xiaoya would like a man like Zhang Xingyun, he thought of her attitude towards them and fell silent.

It seems that Ling Xiaoya's attitude towards Zhang Xingyun is better than herself.

Do women in China like such swollen men?

Wilson couldn't help rubbing his head. Huaxia's women were really hard to chase. If they were there, if they didn't agree, would it be a bit of real welfare?

Ling Xiaoya was thinking of which restaurant to choose when she left the office?

Not that she was unwilling to spend money to ask Zhang Xingyun, she was afraid of being too expensive, and hurt his fragile heart.

But it can't be too cheap, it will definitely be rejected by men.

It's really troublesome.

After choosing for a long time, Ling Xiaoya finally took a fancy to a Western restaurant with a good price and a good environment. After booking a seat, she texted Zhang Xingyun and drove over.

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