Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?-Chapter 638 - 434: Going Abroad

Zhou Li clutched the hem of her clothes, her voice lowering a few notches: "Then… how long will you be gone?"

"A few months, perhaps. The exact time hasn't been decided yet."

Upon hearing this answer, a trace of disappointment flickered in Zhou Li's eyes: "So, for these months... I won't be able to see you?"

Li Jing gently reassured her upon seeing her expression: "Call me anytime if you need anything. If you want anything, I'll bring you gifts from abroad."

Zhou Li shook her head: "I don't need gifts, just remember to come and see me when you return."

She raised her head, her gaze sincere yet apprehensive.

Li Jing felt a stir in his heart and nodded solemnly.

Though the home-cooked meal was not as refined as those in high-end restaurants, it was exceptionally comforting.

It was only at checkout that they realized they had spent just over two hundred together.

After leaving the restaurant, Li Jing drove Zhou Li back to her dormitory, helping to move the local specialties from the trunk into her room.

When he went downstairs again, just as Li Jing opened the car door, he heard Zhou Li's voice behind him.

"Wait!"

Upon hearing this, Li Jing stopped and turned back, puzzled.

He saw Zhou Li looking around to ensure no one was there, then suddenly she quickly ran over, stood on tiptoe, and hugged Li Jing, her warm lips gently pressing onto his.

Li Jing was initially taken aback, then instinctively wrapped his arm around her slender waist, indulging in the sudden tenderness.

It was not until a long time later that Zhou Li reluctantly parted, her fingers gently tidying Li Jing's slightly chaotic collar, her voice filled with longing: "Don't forget me when you're abroad, make sure you come back to find me."

Li Jing stroked her flushed cheek, speaking earnestly: "Don't worry, I will definitely come back."

Zhou Li forced a smile and nodded, lightly tapping the hem of his clothes: "Take care on the road."

Watching the car slowly drive away, Zhou Li stood there for a long time, until the car disappeared completely into the night, with complex emotions of reluctance and expectation swirling in her heart.

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After matters in Tianhai settled, Li Jing finally put his long-awaited plan for a global trip on the agenda.

Considering travel arrangements, he decided to start this overseas journey from the neighboring Japan.

This country, which lay across the sea from Hua Country, not only had completely different customs and culture, but its renowned music and animation industry was also highly influential among the young generation in Hua Country.

Li Jing was no exception; these elements planted seeds of longing in his youthful heart, prompting Japan to become the first stop on his overseas travel.

On the day of departure, as the sky slowly brightened, An Tong was already busy in the kitchen.

The morning light poured through the curtains onto the breakfast she had meticulously prepared, each dish plated like a piece of art.

Not only that, but she also organized Li Jing's luggage meticulously, with every item carefully placed, even commonly used medicines during the trip were categorized and packed in a custom medicine box.

When Li Jing finished washing up and came to the dining room, he could enjoy this heartfelt breakfast and easily pick up the fully prepared luggage and depart.

This meticulous care made Li Jing feel particularly comfortable and assured.

An Tong's abilities in assisting with life and work had become increasingly skilled, always thinking ahead of him, arranging everything perfectly, sometimes even understanding his needs better than he himself did.

To bid farewell to Li Jing, An Tong specially dressed up carefully.

She wore a long, fashionably tailored coat, slightly open at the collar, showing a fitted knit sweater with a low neck design underneath, her snow-white cleavage faintly visible, gently rising and falling with her breath, exuding a deadly allure.

A simple yet designer A-line mini skirt tightly wrapped around her hips, outlining a full and perky curve.

Under the mini skirt, her long, straight legs were clad in sheer stockings, resembling a layer of honey-colored veil under the light, paired with knee-high boots that further accentuated the slenderness of her legs, revealing the tops of her thighs as she walked.

Looking at the radiant An Tong before him, knowing the return date was uncertain and they might not meet for a while, Li Jing felt a surge of reluctance.

This emotion surged within him, turning into impulse, prompting him to step forward and hug An Tong's slender waist.

The sudden action led An Tong to let out a light exclamation of surprise: "What's wrong?"

However, Li Jing did not respond, simply gazing at her exquisite face, his eyes burning, then bending down to kiss her forcefully.

The morning light somehow slipped through the living room's large windows, and the carefully prepared breakfast on the table gradually grew cold.

An Tong's elegantly styled long hair cascaded over her shoulders, a few strands draped over the open collar of her coat, trembling lightly with each rapid breath.

The hem of the A-line skirt was twisted and gathered around her waist, revealing a pale thigh.

The knee-high long boots, originally straight, somehow lay askew on the carpet, their heels against the sofa leg.

Li Jing's suitcase, knocked over by accident, still had its wheels slowly turning.

Occasional car horns outside failed to break the rising warmth in this small, intimate space.

More than an hour later, An Tong's cheeks were rosy, her hair tousled and clinging to her damp forehead, as if suddenly remembering something, she hurriedly pushed herself off Li Jing.

She grabbed her phone that had fallen into the gap in the sofa, her face changing drastically as the screen lit up: "Oh no, we're running late!"

Li Jing lay half-reclined on the sofa scattered with coats and scarves, his shirt buttons crookedly fastened.

He watched An Tong hurriedly trying to straighten her skirt, reaching out to grasp her wrist: "Don't fuss, rest at home, I'll get a ride to the airport myself."