Chapter 32 Video "Yingying, don't you want me to work hard...

Jiang Zong couldn't help but think of the few nights they lived together in the rental house. She was on her period at that time, and they were lying on the bed. He gently hugged her from behind, and his big hands stroked her smooth back, reaching the back buckle of her bra.

It turned out that the little girl didn't wear underwear under her pajamas when she was alone at home.

So she wore it those nights, was she on guard against him?

Is she guarding against him like a wolf?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zongye's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a few obscure traces flashed in his eyes.

"Qiao Ruoying, don't you want me to work properly?"

The girl was watching a variety show with a smile on her lips when suddenly a male voice was heard. The man's clear, hoarse and deep voice came into her ears through the network cable.

“…”

It was really scary when the big boss called someone's name out of the blue with such a cold and chilly voice.

"How could I not want you to work hard?" There was doubt in her bright eyes.

It was obviously him who didn't want her to watch the variety show properly, okay?

"..." Jiang Zongye touched his thin lips with the tip of his tongue, without saying a word, his eyes vaguely fell on the bottom of the phone screen.

Qiao Ruoying looked at where his gaze was, then looked down at herself, vaguely seeing a greasy white bulge under her pajamas, and a full valley between the greasy white.

She understood immediately and her face turned red.

Jiang Zong also "frightened" her, and at this moment he was leisurely watching her reaction.

For the first time, he discovered that a girl's blush could be so layered, cascading and spreading from the center of her ears to her cheeks and then to her neck.

Like being lightly powdered.

She bit her lip, pulled a Usagi doll from the side, covered it in front of her clothes, and said in a muffled voice: "You were the one who peeked."

Jiang Zong also looked towards the bottom of the screen. The beautiful scenery that made his blood rush and veins bulge had been replaced by a yellow-faced doll with long ears, round eyes and a grinning mouth. The smile formed by the combination of his facial features was both silly and devilish.

"Do you usually wear your inner clothes when you are at home?" He picked up the mineral water bottle and took a sip.

Qiao Ruoying realized that the clothes inside were referring to "underwear"?

"...I don't wear it. It's too tight."

Unconsciously, her voice became a little softer.

Why did Jiang Zongye ask her such a private question? How shameful.

Le? This word is vivid and dynamic.

Instantly, a picture flashed back in his mind: the tender body wrapped in the thin shoulder straps, as she was tossed up and down, like the undulating waves, swaying in a charming arc, or like a snow rabbit being chased by a hunter, fleeing in all directions...

He coughed lightly, his voice hoarse to the extreme, and asked:

"Then why were you still wearing it during the days I was with you?"

“…”

Qiao Ruoying was embarrassed.

It turned out that he was starting to trick her again. The question he asked at the beginning, "Do you usually wear underwear at home?" was just an ambush for this question.

The deepest and longest road she has ever walked in her life is definitely Jiang Zongye's routine.

"I didn't expect that, Yingying, you're still wary of me, like a wolf."

Jiang Zongye rested his arms on the armrests of the chair, with his slender fingers hanging down, rubbing them gently, and the blue veins on the back of his hands rose and fell, appearing and disappearing.

It sounds like there is a hint of disappointment in Jiang Zongye's tone?

Her eyes fell on his casually raised eyebrows, and she read a hint of cynicism in his eyes.

She suddenly became uncertain, not knowing whether this disappointment was real or he was pretending.

Maybe he wanted to pretend to be disappointed so that she would "comfort" him.

"I'm not used to having a man at home," she explained blushing.

This is the most real reason. Although they have slept together and he has touched her before, she is still shy.

"So I'm the first man to go to your rental house?"

Jiang Zong suddenly realized something, a feeling of secret joy rose from the bottom of his heart, and the corners of his lips curled up again.

In fact, he quite liked her shyness.

She became shy and behaved well.

"Well, you're the first one."

After receiving her definite answer, the smile on his lips deepened by three points, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You will get used to it in the future."

What are you used to? Are you used to having a man in your home?

She knew that Jiang Zong was only staying at her place for a short time. After a while, when his stress was relieved and he no longer had to hold her in his arms to fall asleep, he would return to his large apartment and luxury hotel.

She also wanted him to go back.

"Given how familiar we are, you're wary of me like a wolf. Yingying, I'm a little disappointed."

Jiang Zongye's voice, half-smiling, sounded again.

Qiao Ruoying's heart skipped a beat and she became alert.

Look, she said, here comes the “trick”.

"I was wrong."

She spoke weakly.

"Then Yingying, listen carefully. I'm going to give you a chance to make it up to me, okay?"

Her long eyelashes blinked twice, like a butterfly fluttering in the light, and her eyes looked towards him.

At some point, the curtains of the villa's floor-to-ceiling windows had slowly closed, and the heavy dove-grey velvet curtains blocked out all light from the huge living room.

The only light source was a wall lamp in the corner, which shone diagonally, creating a Rembrandt-like pattern of light and shadow on his handsome profile, half-bright and half-asleep.

In his deep peach blossom eyes, there was desire, lingering and engulfing people like a black fog.

"Yingying, lift up your pajamas."

...

Too straightforward.

But she had experienced his straightforwardness countless times at certain moments, and there were times when it was more straightforward, more explicit, and more heart-wrenching.

Deep down, she actually likes it.

He was moved and out of control because of her, causing his abstinent peach blossom eyes to become unfocused and blurred, and a low moan rolled out of his throat.

In the rental house, the aqua curtains were tightly closed, like a tightly closed seashell, but inside the shell there was a hidden world.

The main light on the ceiling was off, and the bedroom was filled with dark and light black.

A soft round light leaked out from the soft quilt decorated with grass and vines. It turned out that she had brought a small round lamp from the chest of drawers into the bed, along with her mobile phone and camera.

Qiao Ruoying's heart was beating like a drum. She buried herself in the quilt. The hot air from her breath made a small piece of the quilt warm and hot.

She had two or three buttons of her pajamas undone and the camera was aimed just below her collarbone.

With the light of the small round lamp, Jiang Zong could also see where she was, but she was not sure.

If she wasn't looking in the right place, he would definitely remind her... As expected, a man's overly hoarse voice came from the phone speaker: "Yingying, a little to the right, closer."

“…”

She took a deep breath and moved the screen over. However, the deep shame etched in her bones made her use her free hand to cover the target that Jiang Zongye wanted to see.

The man's breathing was as heavy as a fire stirred in a bellows.

The semi-closed quilt made his breathing even louder, faster and heavier, making her feel embarrassed.

"Are you done?" She closed her eyes and urged softly.

"Wait a little longer, Yingying, put the phone away."

“…”

She lay on her side, stretched out her arms and put the phone away, secretly hoping that the light of the small round lamp could be dimmer, so that he wouldn't be able to see it so clearly.

"Good baby." The man sighed with a little joy.

The hot air she exhaled on the thin quilt came back to warm her face, making her cheeks even hotter.

Such a night is quiet and flowing. She seems to have become a seaweed at the bottom of the water, swaying, with the water flowing around her, warm and itchy.

"Yingying, call me brother, just call me brother." His command came from the other end of the network cable, his tone domineering.

"elder brother..."

She did as he ordered, and her voice came out of her lips, soft, delicate, and a little pleading. She felt ashamed to hear it.

"Call me Brother Souya."

"Brother Muneya..."

"Good boy." With a sigh of satisfaction, his voice was as hoarse as crumpled parchment, with a grainy texture that drilled into her ears one by one.

"So beautiful, baby."

He praised her.

This was a compliment to her...Qiao Ruoying reacted immediately and closed her eyes shyly.

She knew how much he liked her pair, and how he couldn't let go of them whenever they were in actual combat, and he made no secret of his fondness for them.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Ruoying heard a rustling sound coming from the speaker, like the sound of a shower being turned on in the bathroom.

She opened her eyes slightly wide in the darkness that flowed like thick fog, and couldn't help but wonder what the scene must be like on Jiang Zongye's side...

Did he stand under the shower, unbutton his shirt, let it and his trousers fall to the floor, and rinse himself with the water?

The liquid mixes with the water flow and is washed away together.

She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she seemed to smell a faint, unique masculine scent.

-

Bogenhausen, Germany.

A vast Bauhaus modern villa with the curtains drawn tightly.

In the bathroom, Jiang Zong also took the shower and rinsed himself. The clean water poured over his head, sliding down his forehead, high nose bridge, and sharp jawbone. His Adam's apple moved deeply and a sigh rolled out, low and joyful.

He thought he was poisoned by her.

But he was still immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Just now, she turned on the small round lamp, but the light was low and the shadows were hazy.

When he looked at her, it was like looking at flowers in the fog, everything was blurry and unclear, but it was this vagueness and the sense of being ahead that added just the right hazy atmosphere.

On the screen, a touch of alluring white occasionally flashed by, with a bit of bright red in the white, like a blooming bud, but it was tightly covered by her, shyly peeking out from the gap between her slender fingers.

Jiang Zong also held his breath, as if he was in a dream.

He seemed to have suddenly arrived in the winter with heavy snowfall, and he rolled the snow into round snowballs and played with them wantonly.

After a while, a snow rabbit jumped out from behind the snow pile, making him want to chase it. His fingertips jumped with the rabbit, turning around a fence made of white fingers. Behind the fence, red plum blossoms bloomed, bright red, and grew larger...

He had an urge to stain her pure whiteness.

For example, hold the stir-fry and pour hot milk on the snowballs.

Pure and innocent, she will definitely cry, right?

It was so nasty, he wanted to make her cry.

Jiang Zong's eyes were half closed. Although he had done something, he felt an indescribable emptiness in his heart. He wanted to go back to Luocheng.

I want to go back and see her.

They locked her in that small rental house and didn't allow her to go out to work.

He shackled her delicate wrists and did whatever he wanted to her...

From the other side of the screen, the girl's even breathing could be heard, long and soft.

After the game ended, Qiao Ruoying took her cell phone out of the quilt and placed it next to her pillow.

In the light of the small round lamp, Jiang Zong also saw that she was lying on the pillow on her side, with a bunch of black hair hanging beside the pillow, and a few strands of it were hanging playfully on her cheeks.

She was sleeping soundly, her long eyelashes lying under her eyes, and her cheeks were still flushed by him.

Each eyelash was distinct, as if he could count them all.

After looking at her for a while, his restless heart calmed down and he continued to devote himself to his work.

-

The next day, when Qiao Ruoying woke up, her right arm was numb from resting her head on the pillow. She moved her fingers and found that the phone was still in her palm.

Pulling down the settings page, you will see a thin red line at the battery level, indicating that the battery is about to run out.

She looked carefully and realized that her video call with Jiang Zongye last night lasted for three hours.

No wonder my phone battery was almost burned out.

At the same time, a vague doubt arose in her heart.

The time she spent video chatting with him while she was awake was no more than an hour and a half. So what did Jiang Zong do in the remaining hour and a half?

Why didn't he hang up the video in time?

It's impossible to keep the screen on and watch her quietly for so long, right?

Just thinking about Jiang Zongye's peach blossom eyes looking at her lovingly while she was sleeping, Qiao Ruoying felt goosebumps all over her body.

Unable to control herself, she reached out and touched the back of her slender white neck, as if there were ivory-like white jade lumps growing there.

He must have been busy with work and forgot to hang up the phone.

Yes, that must be it.

She opened the WeChat message and a message from Jiang Zongye popped up.

Old man: "Little pig, you snore when you sleep."

Who snores while sleeping?

Does she snore when she sleeps?

Qiao Ruoying shook her head.

She didn't believe it. How could she snore while sleeping?

She replied sharply, "This beautiful girl never snores when she sleeps. Yeah/Yeah/Yeah."

Qiao Ruoying took out the charging cable, quickly charged her phone, took the bread rolls in the lunch box, and went to the subway entrance.

When she walked to the subway entrance, she saw a young couple holding hands, and the girl rubbed her face against the boy's shoulder from time to time.

So intimate.

Jiang Zong also called her "little pig", which was very affectionate.

-

These days, if Jiang Zongye, who is far away in Munich, Germany, works alone in the afternoon, he will make a video call and ask Qiao Ruoying to accompany him.

Gradually, Qiao Ruoying also got used to this mode of "they are connected by an Internet cable, he works while she watches variety shows".

She also learned that when she video-called him, she should wear pajamas with narrower collars, or sit down to watch variety shows, and not lie down, so as not to provoke his "animal nature".

Most of the time, Jiang Zongye's work was immersed in the work. When she looked at the screen, she could only see his three-dimensional profile. His eyes were fixed on the computer screen in front of him, focused and not distracted.

But what she didn't realize was that Jiang Zong would also look at her when he stopped to rest.

She trembled with laughter from time to time. When she laughed, the corners of her lips curled up, revealing a small canine tooth on the right side, which was pointed and white.

He looked at her little fangs, reached out to touch his Adam's apple, and recalled how she had bitten him, leaving a circle of teeth marks on his Adam's apple.

Why can she smile so happily?

It was as if she had never had any worries.

Even if he had troubles at work, looking at her smile, those troubles would disappear completely.

"What variety show are you watching? Show me."

Finally, Jiang Zongye saw her covering her lips and laughing again, like a crabapple tree trembling in the spring breeze, and he couldn't help but speak.

Qiao Ruoying took off her headphones and hesitated.

After spending a few days together, she relaxed a lot of her vigilance about "watching Ge Yunfei's variety show in front of Jiang Zongye".

It shouldn't be a big deal to let Jiang Zong watch it too. Anyway, she won't say that she follows this variety show because of Ge Yunfei.

She spotted a scene where Ge Yunfei was not there and pointed her phone camera at the computer screen.

On the computer screen, there is a bird's-eye view. Among the green ridges of the fields, there are some stars scattered like scattered sugar cubes, wearing bright clothes, and cheerful string music is wrapped around like ribbons.

The next second, a female star appeared on the screen, showing the camera a handful of long and green bean sticks.

"What is this?" Jiang Zongye asked.

"An agricultural variety show is about driving celebrities into the fields and letting them do farm work."

"Oh." Jiang Zong also understood.

He thought it was really boring. Why should he watch celebrities do farm work? What was so interesting about it?

Just as he was about to look away from the screen, a bright silver light suddenly flashed in the lower right corner of the screen.

"Wait," he stopped her from closing the screen, narrowed his eyes, and fixed them on the lower right corner of the screen. He said in a deep voice, "Who is that in the lower right corner?"

Qiao Ruoying looked towards the lower right corner. The person whose figure was so blurry that it looked like a mosaic, with only a small head showing, was Ge Yunfei.

“…”

She felt nervous.

Does Jiang Zong also have the ability to see through things? How could he even recognize Ge Yunfei, who is as small as a grain of rice?

She didn't look carefully and didn't notice that Ge Yunfei was in the camera.

"Open the cast list and show it to me." Jiang Zongye ordered.

Qiao Ruoying's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Now that things had come to this, she had no choice but to do as he said.

There were cartoon portraits of celebrities next to the cast list, and she hoped that Jiang Zong would not recognize Ge Yunfei.

However, the next second.

Jiang Zongye's eyes fell accurately on Ge Yunfei's face, and he said in a deep voice:

"Is this the little... actor you sang along with in the audio-visual studio?"

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Author's words: Baby Usagi: (smiles devilishly) (silly) (I'll guard Yingying's chest!) [dog head][dog head]

Lao Jiang: You can’t defend it. [Spreading hands][Spreading hands]

Out of his love and respect for Yingying, Lao Jiang urgently changed the way he addressed Ge Yunfei from "pretty boy" to "little male star", but one day when he learns the truth of the first night, he will curse "pretty boy" many times!

Lao Jiang is a man with a strong sense of masculinity. He will subconsciously reject all the opposite sex around Yingying and will also criticize them. It's okay for the babies to know that he is a little crazy. [Clown][Clown][Clown]