Chapter 49 Jealousy He Wants to Own All Her First Times

"hotel."

Was Jiang Zongye's "beastly nature" finally revealed? She didn't understand what was going on. She looked up and saw his handsome face, his sharp eyebrows frowning like dark clouds, and she swallowed all her questions back into her stomach.

Jiang Zong also became emotional.

Even though they became close and he did everything for her, she was still a little afraid of him when he got emotional.

It's so scary when the big boss has a cold face.

Scared.

With Jiang Zongye holding his wrist, they took the exclusive elevator down to the underground garage.

Qiao Ruoying looked at the convenience bag in his left hand, which contained the lunch box she made, and thought, since he has gone to the hotel, why doesn't he leave the meal for Li Shengjie?

He even drove them to the cafeteria. He was really mean to his subordinates.

Near the Chengnan factory, there is a five-star hotel with a suite that Jiang Zongye has booked for a long time, which is only a five-minute drive away.

The driver, Lao Li, was keenly aware of the low pressure emanating from Jiang Zongye, and he didn't even dare to brake, trying to get them to the hotel as smoothly as possible.

When they reached the top floor of the hotel, the door just closed with a "bang". Qiao Ruoying was about to pull her legs out of the cashmere boots when Jiang Zong picked her up, let her press against the wall, and pressed his thin lips against hers.

The raging kiss rubbed the corners of her lips fiercely, and he bit her lip beads maliciously, which hurt her. A thin layer of tears welled up in Lizhi's eyes, and she moaned softly in her throat. He pried open her teeth and got in, going straight in.

Her tongue was moist, warm, and soft, with her unique fresh scent. He sucked it again and again until his lips turned bright red.

Qiao Ruoying knew that a storm was about to come, but she felt a little bit of anticipation in her heart.

She wanted to be swept up by Jiang Zongye's madness, torn apart by him like a rag doll, melted by him, and reshaped by him.

In the cold winter, she wore a sweater inside and a coat outside. Now these clothes became a burden to him. Jiang Zong also stripped off these clothes and let them fall to the ground one by one.

In winter, she always took advantage of the fact that she wore a lot of clothes and didn't even wear small pieces of clothing underneath. As she wished, Jiang Zong also touched her last layer of cashmere sweater, pushed it up, and then moved it down inch by inch.

"Woo..."

Being placed between his teeth, she let out a low moan like a cat crying from her throat.

The delicate body hidden under the clothes was gradually revealed, as white as cream with red dots on it. She was so shy that she wanted to cover her hands with her wrists, but he stopped her. He lifted her wrists upwards, twisted them with his big hands, and pressed them against the wall. She was even more at a loss, and a thin mist appeared in her eyes.

His eyes gradually turned scarlet, and under the light, they looked particularly strange and handsome to the extreme.

He also took off his custom-made Savile Row suit, a silver-gray double-breasted suit with a dull matte sheen.

The house is well heated.

Once the thin rubber was in place, he clamped his hands around her hips and lifted her off the ground.

Suddenly her feet left the ground. Qiao Ruoying was a little scared and clung to his shoulders and neck more tightly with her soft hands. This pleased the man even more and he lifted her up and then pushed her down.

It was that familiar feeling of being possessed again.

Her slender white fingertips scratched several bloody marks on his shoulders. Her vision went dark during the bumpy ride, and every scratch seemed to chisel out her soul.

She couldn't bear it any longer, and tears welled up in her eyes.

...

When he truly possessed her, realized that she was his, and that only he could see her charm, Jiang Zongye's lost mind slowly returned to the reins like a horse that had broken free from its reins.

Qiao Ruoying sobbed like pear blossoms in the rain on a branch, and he maliciously carried her to the floor-length mirror, where he coaxed her in a hoarse voice.

"Take a look."

"I don't want to look." Her voice was tearful, but she was very stubborn, with her pretty chin raised, showing a kind of unyielding determination that would rather die than live in disgrace, which made him want to... flirt with her wantonly.

"If you don't look, how do you know who wants you now?"

These words simply shocked Qiao Ruoying. She opened her increasingly hazy eyes in disbelief.

He said the craziest words in the calmest tone.

What is Jiang Zongye doing crazy again?

Obviously... He knew very well that she only had him, from the beginning to the end, it was always him.

This sentence really annoyed Qiao Ruoying.

Even if Qiao Ruoying didn't show off her power, Jiang Zong would always bully her like a kitten.

She wanted to let him know that cats also have claws and can bite!

After that, Jiang Zong also put her on the sheets. The girl's lips were bright red and her skin was a faint pink. She looked like a clam whose pearl had been forcibly taken away because of the way he moved in and out of her.

He glanced at her, and the fire in his heart that was about to go out was rekindled, but he suppressed it.

This time, he didn't clean it up as he usually did. Instead, he just wiped it casually with a tissue and threw it into the trash can along with the knotted rubber.

Then he lay down beside Qiao Ruoying, holding her forcefully in his arms, wrapping his long arms around her shoulders, letting her slender and smooth back press against him.

Qiao Ruoying was a little angry and didn't want to be stuck to him, so she moved to a seat closer to the window.

As she moved, Jiang Zong followed suit. The two of them were playing a game of "chase and escape". Jiang Zong chased her across most of the bed. When he got to the end, he held her down.

"Don't move, just stay in my arms."

The man put his hand close to her ear, picked her up without question, and held her tighter to him.

How dare Qiao Ruoying?

It was like sitting on a fire carpet, afraid that if she wasn't careful, it would arouse his "beastly nature" again.

"It's hot, why are you so close?"

She choked angrily.

"I just want to hug you." Jiang Zong also said in a low voice.

After saying that, he stretched out his arm and pressed the adjustment button.

Behind the curtains, there was a slight gap in the floor-to-ceiling window, letting in a cold breeze, which neutralized the ambiguity and charm with the severe cold.

The air was filled with the fragrant scent after the intense sex, which seemed to be there and not there.

He lowered his head, buried his face in her creamy shoulders, and took in her fragrance. She seemed to have changed her shower gel, and it smelled like a juicy orange, fresh and sweet. Only he knew how sweet this orange was.

Only by holding her tightly in his arms, with no barriers between them, could he be sure that she belonged to him.

Unfortunately, the girl in his arms was still not obedient and was still trying to break free from his arms. The more she struggled, the more their skin rubbed against each other. Jiang Zong also grabbed a plump and tender snow rabbit and said in a hoarse voice:

"If you struggle again, I'll kill you."

She understands what "done" means.

She didn't want to do it again. She was still uncomfortable after being abused by him, and her butt was also uncomfortable after being spanked by him, so she had to sulk in his arms.

Jiang Zong also looked at the girl who pouted her lips and turned her head away from him. The jealousy in his heart dissipated a little, and he poked her blushing face with his long fingers.

"Tell me, what happened between you and Li Shengjie?"

Between her and Li Shengjie?

What could be going on between them?

Later on, Qiao Ruoying finally understood that the one who caused her to suffer this "unprovoked disaster" was actually Jiang Zongye, who was jealous, or a jealousy that did not exist at all.

A jealous old man.

"What could it be?"

She talked back to him, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness, which added a different touch of emotion to this damp and ambiguous space.

"Li Shengjie thought my cooking was delicious, so I cooked two meals for him."

Hearing this, Jiang Zong also remembered the lunch box he had left at the entrance.

The beautiful, flat, transparent lunch box, wrapped in thermal film, feels heavy in the hand.

She must have put a lot of effort into it.

She prepared such a thoughtful meal for another man.

For the first time, Jiang Zong also felt a sour feeling spreading in his chest.

"You cook for him, but you don't cook for me."

There seemed to be a hint of grievance in his muffled, hoarse voice, like a Doberman Pinscher that was usually majestic but now had its ears drooped, asking for affection.

Qiao Ruoying still suspected that she had heard it wrong.

Why did Jiang Zongye feel wronged? What was there to feel wronged about?

She couldn't help but protest, "How did I not cook for you? Have you forgotten? Last weekend we went on vacation to the mountain villa. I said I wanted to cook dinner, but you stopped me and didn't let me do it."

Is that so?

Jiang Zong also remembered that it was indeed the little girl who wanted to cook dinner for him that night, but he was worried about her back pain and stopped her.

She wanted to cook very much at that time, but he tried to stop her in every way. In the end, the girl couldn't persuade him and didn't do it.

Putting it this way, it seemed like he was being unreasonable.

Jiang Zong also forced himself to be stubborn: "Anyway, I didn't eat it, so Yingying can only cook it for me in the future."

“…”

This stingy guy!

It's just a meal.

Qiao Ruoying didn't understand why Jiang Zongye cared so much.

But she still agreed obediently: "Okay, I will only cook for you from now on."

What she didn't know was that Jiang Zongye's sense of territory and possessiveness were extremely strong, to the point of being abnormal.

He wanted to have all her firsts.

She was the first man to kiss her and possess her.

He was the first man to enter her rental house wearing the slippers she bought for her.

He was the first man to take her swimming and watch the snow with her.

...

Now, the first man to eat the food she cooked was not him. Jiang Zong felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, even though he knew that there was nothing between her and Li Shengjie.

I felt so sad and empty inside, as if my heart had been taken away by a dog.

Qiao Ruoying also felt his depressed mood clearly. The man's chest, pressed against her slender back, rose and fell like a drumhead being struck by a drumstick.

She had never seen Jiang Zongye like this before. It was as if he had shed his usual stable appearance and was now restless like a wild beast. She didn't understand his emotions.

In her opinion, Jiang Zongye almost owns the whole world, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

She turned sideways, brushed her slender palm on his shoulder, and her fingertips brushed against his firm, firm, and hot male body. She tried to soften her voice and said softly:

"What are you angry about?"

Jiang Zong also tried his best to suppress his emotions.

Even though he wasn't happy at the moment, he knew full well that he didn't want to use her as an outlet for his emotions.

Yingying is his precious baby, and he never wants to show his bad emotions to her.

He buried his face deeper into the crook of her neck, his tall nose touching the graceful lines of her swan neck, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness:

"I'm just mad that you're so popular. Any guy would like you."

What made him angry was that those men, one by one, from Xiao Wang in the design department to the senior with a flat head from Luocheng University, and Li Shengjie, his best buddy, they all liked her and coveted her.

He got angry when he thought of what Li Shengjie said before he knew that "Little Koi" was his girlfriend.

Things like "harmony of yin and yang", "pastries made by little koi have the taste of youth", "she uses her good luck to offset my bad luck", especially the sexual connotation implied in "harmony of yin and yang" made him more jealous, and his heart felt like it was soaked in vinegar, so sour and bitter.

Qiao Ruoying, she could only be his. He would only accept her blooming beneath him.

Everyone coveted the little rose in his territory.

“…”

Hearing Jiang Zong say this, Qiao Ruoying didn't know how to comfort him.

So, in this relationship, Jiang Zong was also so insecure?

He didn't want to be as high and mighty as he appeared to be, in control of the situation.

In order to reassure him, Qiao Ruoying thought about it and simply unlocked her phone, turned to the WeChat interface, handed it to Jiang Zongye, and said softly:

"Look, you're the only person of the opposite sex I chat with. Vice President Li hasn't chatted with me either. He only communicates with me about work matters."

“…”

Jiang Zong hadn't originally intended to check her cell phone.

After all, checking a cell phone is an act of distrust, and he hasn't reached the point of "distrust" towards her.

But Jiang Zong also glanced at her mobile phone screen, and the three words "old man" next to his avatar suddenly caught his eye.

“…”

Jiang Zongye's mood became even more complicated. Amidst the sourness and helplessness, there were also many other emotions mixed in that even he himself couldn't distinguish.

After a while, he said quietly: "So, in your heart, I am this old."

Qiao Ruoying was wondering why he suddenly brought up the topic of "old age". When she saw his eyes fixed on her screen, she was almost stunned.

omg!

She was really...dazzled by his stir-fry.

Why did she reveal that the note she gave him was "old man"?

Now, there’s one more thing I need to do to appease the old man!

Moreover, it is not so easy to appease.

Qiao Ruoying hugged his neck tighter, pressed her blushing face against his, rubbed it gently like a kitten, and whispered softly:

"You are older than me...but..."

Before the twist behind "but" came out, Jiang Zong pinched her face and said in a muffled voice:

"Li Shengjie is four years older than me. He's almost 31 this year, but I'm not even 30 yet. I'm only 28."

For no reason, he actually compared him with Li Shengjie?

Where did he put himself?

No, Jiang Zongye's jealous look is too funny.

No, why is he still "backstabbing" his good brother in the back?

Li Shengjie will be very sad when he hears this, right?

Qiao Ruoying was confused at first, then she wanted to laugh very much, but she forced herself to hold it back, and her belly was shaking.

Finally, she couldn't help it and laughed out loud. The sound came in waves, held back in her throat. She laughed so hard that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She rubbed her aching belly and tried to control herself as she explained to him:

"Okay, what's the point of comparing yourself to Li Shengjie? I don't even know him well."

The implication is that the big boss should stop lowering himself and comparing himself with those "cats and dogs" outside. Li Shengjie and other "cats and dogs" are not worthy of it.

“…”

After being teased by her, Jiang Zong finally realized that he was too jealous.

But he licked his lips, still unsatisfied: "I'm afraid you'll be deceived by those young men out there. They have too many tricks and too many schemes."

“…”

Qiao Ruoying burst out laughing and really wanted to say that she felt that no one had more tricks or methods than Jiang Zongye.

I gave her this, gave her that, and gave her more...why is there not much left?

Just thinking about it, she suddenly felt it again.

The dim light outlines the girl's figure as plump as an oil painting, with delicate skin and a curvy figure.

She turned around, her whole body small and white, lying in his arms, her soft lips brushed his Adam's apple, and then kissed his cheek, saying softly:

"Even though you're a bit older, I like Daddy. You know, daddy boyfriends are very popular nowadays."

Daddy, daddy boyfriend.

Jiang Zong also knew that this was the highest and most perfect compliment a girl could give to a successful man.

It turns out that in her heart, he is like a Daddy?

Jiang Zong was barely satisfied.

Not only that, she also kissed him gently, kissing his eyelids, his nose bridge, and the corners of his lips. Her soft lips were like feathers, gently brushing against him. The kiss, without any erotic meaning, created ripples in his heart.

This feeling is so pure love. She lies in his arms, so obedient and sweet.

That bit of jealousy was suppressed by Qiao Ruoying's "comfort".

After all, comforting people is a very tiring thing. He can accept comforting Yingying for a long time, but he doesn't want Yingying to be in a situation where she has to rack her brains to comfort him.

"Let's go take a shower together. Didn't you miss dinner? Are you hungry?"

As Qiao Ruoying spoke, she reached out and touched his firm abdomen, jokingly saying, "Your stomach is flat from hunger."

Starving.

It's such a corny statement, but why is it so cute when she says it?

Qiao Ruoying washed first and then Jiang Zongye. Twenty minutes later, the two of them finished taking a bath.

Qiao Ruoying brought the lunch box she had prepared from the entrance. Opening it, she saw it was already cold in such a cold weather. The once vibrant green stir-fried lettuce had all wilted at the bottom of the box. The steamed pork ribs with garlic and fermented black beans she had prepared were also a bit dry.

She didn't want to give Jiang Zong the cold food.

She wanted him to have his first taste of her homemade meal, steaming hot and perfect.

After replacing the lid of the lunch box, she turned around and said to Jiang Zongye, who was wiping his wet hair with a towel:

"How about we order this meal outside? The lunch box I made is already cold."

"No," Jiang Zongye said firmly, "I only want to eat what Yingying makes."

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Author's comment: Li Shengjie: Good fellow, Jason wanted to leave a good impression in front of his little cat, but he also stepped on me twice. He puts love before friendship. [Clown][Clown]

Li Shengjie: My lunch box, give me back my lunch box. [burst into tears][burst into tears] My last lunch box