Chapter 10 Early Morning "You'll be in trouble next time."
How long can it be shortened to?
Qiao Ruoying tried to recall the "average duration of men" she had read online and tentatively asked, "How about forty minutes?"
Jiang Zongye hooked the button of her bath towel with his long fingers, and the snow-white bath towel fell off. He looked at her with burning eyes. Qiao Ruoying had nowhere to hide from his burning gaze. She crossed her white wrists under her collarbone, just wanting to hide herself.
"Forty minutes," he repeated her words slowly.
"Qiao Ruoying, do you think the duration you proposed is reasonable?"
He called her by her full name, his voice lazy.
She blinked her long, thick eyelashes, feeling a little breathless. The feeling of being called on by her boss to speak at work came back to her. The sense of oppression was overwhelming.
She didn't know how to answer him, but fortunately Jiang Zong didn't need her to answer, so he continued:
"Forty minutes isn't even enough to fill a gap between your teeth."
He held her long black hair in his palms, letting them entwine in his palms.
"Then it's up to you. Whatever length you think is appropriate, we'll... set that length..."
Qiao Ruoying realized that her struggle was futile and simply surrendered.
"Um..."
Her voice gradually lowered, and a low moan almost burst out of her throat, but she held it back.
At this moment, Jiang Zong also ran his five fingers through her silky hair, and the other hand kept moving and stroking down her collarbone, as if with a flame, igniting her.
His fingers were long and strong, with calluses on his fingertips from years of gripping paper, pens, and gym equipment. He stroked her gently, but she could hardly bear it. Misty mist rose in her black and white eyes, and a teardrop fell in the corner of her eye, about to fall.
Jiang Zong also heard the tremor in her throat, and the unpleasantness caused by her "bargaining" with him over the length of time suddenly dissipated a little.
He lowered his eyes to gaze at her and saw the teardrops on her cheek. These tears made his heart excited and his blood rushed more vigorously.
Whenever she cried, he wanted to ravage her.
The man's rough fingertips touched the corners of her eyes, and the thin calluses brought a slight scratching feeling. Her tears were crushed by him and soaked into his fingerprints.
"Look, you're crying. Tell me, what can you do in forty minutes? Is it enough to feed you?"
“…”
She simply couldn't resist a boss who was as handsome as a god, abstinent and unkind in the office, and whispered dirty words in her ear.
Dirty talk and gentle caressing took turns, and Qiao Ruoying became soft like a pool of spring mist.
She stood on tiptoe, rubbed her ankles against his sunken cheeks, and raised her face to bite his plump, sharp Adam's apple.
The bite was clean and sharp, like a fierce cat, using all its strength with its teeth, but its heart was still trembling.
Jiang Zongye's animal nature seemed to be aroused by her bite. He held her body and picked her up, walking towards the bedroom.
His tall, broad frame made her look even more delicate in his arms, like a bunch of long-stemmed lilies. He could break her with just a little effort.
She was nearly naked, and he was fully clothed.
The man held a tool between his teeth and was about to tear open the aluminum foil packaging when his cell phone rang at an inopportune time.
There was only a small lemon-yellow light on in the room, and the curtains were closed.
When Qiao Ruoying heard the bell, she was like a frightened deer that jumped out of the forest and encountered a stranger. She lifted the silk quilt and wrapped herself tightly in it.
The arrow is on the string, and the bell sounds more and more urgent, like a death bell.
Jiang Zongye's solar plexus suddenly jumped twice, as if a nerve was pulling him tightly. His physical instinct and reason were tearing him apart at the same time, pulling him to the same direction.
Jiang Zong also glanced at the girl wrapped in the quilt, licked her with the tip of his tongue against her teeth, and the place where she bit his Adam's apple was painful.
He wanted to grab her and penetrate her, making her cry out, but the ringing of the bell was like a rope that tied him tightly.
He stopped abruptly, held his head high, turned around to answer the phone, and let the boiling blood in his body slowly calm down.
"explain."
After answering the phone, the man's voice returned to its usual clarity and lowness, as if the scene that was about to ignite just now did not exist at all.
In the dim light, seeing Jiang Zong leaning sideways and talking in a low voice to the person on the other end of the phone, Qiao Ruoying vaguely sensed that the long-awaited enjoyment had been cut short.
She felt a little lost, as if she had opened a mouth for him under his teasing, but it was not filled.
Besides feeling disappointed, he admired Jiang Zongye even more. He was indeed a top capitalist. He could withdraw from the strong desire for food in a second, so cleanly and neatly that it seemed as if the sudden change just now was just an illusion.
Jiang Zong also hung up the phone and looked at the girl on the bed in the lemon-yellow linear light on the wall.
In the dim light, her silhouette looking at the ceiling was quiet and sweet, her nose casting a shadow on the side of her face, and it was unknown what she was thinking.
He picked up the Richard Miller crystal tourbillon on the cabinet and checked the time.
"I have a social engagement later and will be leaving in an hour." He sat down on the edge of the bed and spoke softly.
"I'll save this time for next time."
"Isn't this one hour enough?" Qiao Ruoying said softly.
She originally thought he would leave immediately, but she didn't expect that there would be another hour.
Isn't this one hour enough for him to do something?
The thought of having to save these two times for next time made Qiao Ruoying feel overwhelmed. When that day came, she would really be unable to bear it.
"Of course it's not enough. You don't want to stop halfway, do you?"
“…”
Of course she didn't want to.
So this time, it ends like this?
"Go, go put on your clothes."
Jiang Zong also touched the top of her head, trying not to imagine her delicate and fair skin wrapped in the quilt, and raised his hand to touch her Adam's apple.
The pain from her teeth scraping against her Adam's apple lingered.
"You'll bite me again. You'll be in trouble next time."
“…”
Qiao Ruoying had a bad feeling in her heart: Next time, Jiang Zong would not "torture" her so harshly, right?
By then, there will be no escape.
After she put on her clothes, Jiang Zong also pulled open the curtains, and the sunlight came in. The bright autumn light dispelled the damp and fragrant ambiguity in the suite.
Thinking of this little girl getting up early with great enthusiasm to enjoy the various services of Bulgari, I'm afraid she has never enjoyed any good conditions before -
Jiang Zongye put the computer into his briefcase and said casually:
"I've booked this suite long-term. You can stay here for the weekend if you want."
What this means is that even though he has to leave for a social event, she can continue to enjoy the ice bar and sauna under his name.
"Don't go to the public baths. I'll take you to a private one next time."
The arrogant and ruthless boss also has a tender side. Because of this little detail of his, Qiao Ruoying's heart felt like it was soaked in warm water, diffusing strands of warmth.
The girl stretched out her long arms, reaching high as hard as she could, tilting her head slightly and stretching lazily.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. If you weren't here, I wouldn't be staying here either."
"You can live here even if I'm not here."
"The luxurious Bulgari suite is enough to enjoy for one night."
Qiao Ruoying smiled brightly, and her smile showed her satisfaction.
The Bulgari presidential suite was not something she could afford to own for a long time. She only wanted to experience it occasionally and was unwilling to immerse herself in it for a long time.
The growth of desire is endless, and she doesn't want to feed the ferocious beast called "material desire" in her heart too much.
Jiang Zong also raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on her.
The girl by the window changed back into her usual outfit, a pure cotton T-shirt and washed jeans. The sunlight outlined her slender figure, like a sycamore tree growing freely in the wind, graceful and attractive.
My heart, which had always been calm, was once again rippled by her, like the wind blowing into a Buddhist temple and blowing up the flags.
However, you still have to take advantage of the hotel!
Qiao Ruoying tilted her head slightly, with a hint of embarrassment in her voice:
"Mr. Jiang, can I take the toiletries in the room with me? I'll just take a bottle of shower gel..."
She looked up some online tips for getting the best deals. Theoretically, all of Bulgari's toiletries could be taken away. Some guests even asked the waiter for a few extra sets before checking out.
Since this apartment was booked by Jiang Zongye, Qiao Ruoying didn't dare to go too far.
Hearing Qiao Ruoying's small request, with a hint of panic and hesitation in her tone, Jiang Zong was also stunned.
He started traveling abroad at a very young age, running around the world and staying alone in luxury hotels around the world, from Aman to Cheval Blanc to Ritz-Carlton. Every time he checked out of a hotel, he would encounter guests who asked the waiters for a few more sets of toiletries, and he would sneer at them.
This is Jiang Zongye's arrogance.
In his opinion, top luxury hotels are not places for poor people to spend money. If they are very frugal and want to make back their money on a hotel stay, then Hanting, Home Inn, Hi Inn and Ibis welcome them.
And now, standing in front of him was Qiao Ruoying, who could only afford to stay in Hanting, Home Inn, Hi Inn and Ibis hotels.
There is a huge gap between their backgrounds.
It was he who dragged her into this luxury.
Jiang Zong also had mixed feelings, and said in a calm voice:
"Of course. You can pack up all your toiletries and take them away."
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Qiao Ruoying's voice became smaller and smaller.
In fact, she regretted it the moment she blurted out this request.
In front of Jiang Zongye, she felt that her pettiness was fully exposed and she was not decent at all, which made her embarrassed.
Perhaps, a person at the top of the pyramid like Jiang Zongye will never understand those who stay in a hotel and pack up their toiletries to take home.
Once again, she vaguely glimpsed that she and Jiang Zong were in different worlds.
Although Qiao Ruoying was a little depressed, she soon became happy again when she carefully wiped the bottle of white tea shower gel with the Bulgari logo with a tissue and put it into her backpack.
It doesn't have to be so decent.
Her face is not that valuable. If she doesn't speak politely, she might not even get the bottle of shower gel.
Thinking of this, her mood turned from gloomy to bright.
They both packed their luggage, and Qiao Ruoying followed Jiang Zong out. Before leaving, Jiang Zong subconsciously looked at the shelf in the bathroom, where only a bottle of shower gel was missing.
Even though he asked, she didn't take all the toiletries.
She, who had been visibly depressed earlier, now walked briskly beside him, and her washed sky blue jeans rubbed against each other with her steps, making a rustling sound like a music box tune.
Why was she depressed, and why did she come back happily?
Jiang Zong didn't know that a desire to explore flashed through his heart, but quickly disappeared.
"I'll ask Li Zheng to arrange a car to take you back." After walking out of the revolving door, Jiang Zongye said calmly.
In front of the wide gate, two cars were parked, one in front and one behind: a Bentley and a Maybach. The Maybach was the one Jiang Zongye had temporarily dispatched to take her home.
"Mr. Jiang, I hope the social event goes well. See you next time." She smiled slightly in the sunshine and said sincerely to Jiang Zong, "See you next time."
She waved her hand towards him, but he grabbed it.
The man's palm wrapped around her slender five fingers, completely wrapped her fist in the palm of his hand, with such great force that when she wanted to say "it hurts", he spread out her curled fingers and stuffed a cold and sharp card into them.
"See you next time."
After the Bentley drove away, Qiao Ruoying lowered her head and stared at the bank card in her palm.
The author has something to say:
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Boss Jiang: I’m dying of suffocation [clown][clown] I fell, but I still have to work [clown][clown]
Yingbao: Otherwise, how can I live up to the workaholic image you've established? (So happy to have escaped) (La La La) (Shaking proudly)
I slightly modified the first chapter. The details of the change are: On the first night between Mr. Jiang and Yingying, he was also drugged by some kind of drug that made him unable to control himself [Joker]. I feel this makes more sense.
By now, I'm sure everyone has noticed that Mr. Jiang isn't particularly charming (though there are moments of charm). The author wants to challenge the idea of a hot-headed male protagonist in this book. [Haha] [Haha] The main text and the preface are separated.
See you tomorrow for the next chapter!
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