Chapter 17 Cloakroom "You are not allowed to wear this skirt to the company." ...
Qiao Ruoying keenly noticed that Jiang Zong also pursed his lips tightly, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped.
The spacious and bright dressing room also seemed solemn and gloomy, as if shrouded in a dark cloud.
She didn't know what had upset him again.
Alas, it is said that serving a king is like serving a tiger. Now she feels that serving her boss is also like serving a tiger.
This person is always in a low mood, but fortunately she is relatively relaxed and at ease. If she were someone who obeys the boss's orders, they would probably be scared to death.
"Then I'll go change it."
Qiao Ruoying took the black and white shirt and dress suit from him and walked into the bathroom again.
Jiang Zong also looked over.
Behind the half-open door, the girl raised her slender arms to reach the tie under her neck, opened it, and the collar fell like a petal, revealing the thin straps of her French underwear.
The color is light lotus root pink, and the shoulder straps are so thin that they are about to fall when they are wrapped down. The small and thin triangular cups reveal a piece of plump, white and tender skin.
"Buzz."
His mind seemed to snap and he pushed open the bathroom door.
Qiao Ruoying was halfway through unbuttoning her clothes when she felt a man behind her. The fragrance of fir and pine wood was like a cloud of mist, lightly enveloping her. She felt as if she was in a snowy Siberian fir forest in winter.
He leaned down and rested his chin on her creamy shoulder.
The mirror reflected the figures of two people. He held her in his arms from above, his forearm across her waist. Veins snaked through it, crisscrossing the veins, floating on her skin like veins on white jade.
The girl opened her red lips slightly, and a barely perceptible moan escaped from her throat.
He lifted up the inner layer of French clothing that was used to cover her, and used it to wrap her up, kneading her constantly, and the soft feeling seeped into the gaps between her bones little by little.
"Little devil, did you do this on purpose?" Jiang Zongye's voice became extremely hoarse.
"Why are you so seductive?"
There was a mist in Qiao Ruoying's eyes, like a helpless deer.
Whether it was intentional or not, seducing or not, she had no idea. She just changed her clothes, and he...
He twirled the buttons on his burgundy skirt, his voice low and hoarse with a grainy quality, scraping across her eardrums bit by bit.
"Don't wear this skirt to the company. You can only wear it in front of me."
"Um..."
She was so scared that she shrank forward, but he held her hips, preventing her from moving forward and forcing her to face him head-on.
No matter how slow Qiao Ruoying was, she could still feel that he wanted her, right now.
Her whole body was bent into a full bow, and her weight was all on his knees. The man's warm breath sprayed on her earlobe, almost imperceptible.
Her clothes were a little messy.
But it was eight o'clock now, and there was still an hour until attendance. If Jiang Zong's time was shorter, it would be fine. They could finish and rush to work in perfect time.
But his duration was so long that she couldn't stand it, and she cried and begged for mercy every time.
"Well... not enough time."
Her sweet voice trembled as she reminded him.
Jiang Zongye wrapped his tongue around her soft earlobe and bit it lightly. She felt a tingling pain at the tip of her ear, and a trace of pleasure came out of the pain.
"Hmm? So do you want to go to work, or do you want to do it with me?"
His low voice filled her ears, and a thin layer of sweat covered his handsome forehead.
His heartstrings were already tense, and he was ready to strike.
The word "do" hit her ears so bluntly that she could hardly bear it. Her red lips opened slightly, and her shallow breathing became more disordered.
“…”
Qiao Ruoying was in a difficult situation.
Is Jiang Zongye really asking her to make a choice?
Is he "testing" her again? If she doesn't answer well, he will give her a bad look?
She simply couldn't figure out whether it was better to go to work at this time, or to half-heartedly give in and fulfill Jiang Zongye's wish?
No matter which one it is, it seems to be detrimental to Jiang Zongye's interests.
Biting her teeth, Qiao Ruoying was about to speak her mind.
"Mr. Jiang, I, I would rather go to work... um..."
“…”
The man was silent for a long time.
His silence inexplicably made Qiao Ruoying impatient, and she added in a weak, mosquito-like voice:
"If, if you want, I can...just don't deduct my attendance."
You will be fined if your attendance is deducted!
As soon as she finished speaking, the feeling of being rubbed and scratched became much lighter.
The man's slender and beautiful hand, as beautiful as a jade fan, reached out from under her dress.
There was a hint of sweet fragrance on his fingertips. He placed his palm under the bright light and admired it slowly.
His voice came faintly from above her head.
"Qiao Ruoying, I didn't realize you like going to work so much."
“…”
She doesn't like working, she just likes money.
"Yes, I love this job. It is like my bread and butter..." Qiao Ruoying blinked and said in a flexible and fawning manner.
"Come on, stop with your nice words."
Jiang Zong also waved his hand.
Don't think he doesn't know what Qiao Ruoying is planning. Her little thoughts are so clear to him that nothing can escape her.
For a moment, Jiang Zong also realized that a thought slipped through his mind: I wonder what image Qiao Ruoying has of him in her mind? Is he a tyrant who "wants sex when he's well fed and warmed"?
"Go change your clothes."
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."
Qiao Ruoying felt relieved and took the women's shirt and dress off the hook on the marble wall, and he took it immediately.
"What are you standing there for? Take off your clothes."
After hearing his order, Qiao Ruoying finally realized that he wanted to change her clothes himself?
She was embarrassed.
Mr. Jiang, you also have a hobby of playing dress-up games.
In the huge bathroom, she found a place where the mirror couldn't see her, turned her back to Jiang Zongye, bit her lips tightly, and slowly pulled her skirt out from her feet.
The burgundy satin emerged from her fair ankles, and the silky surface looked like the shimmering sea under the sunlight.
Although she didn't look back, she could feel that Jiang Zongye's eyes never left her.
Fortunately, he still had some conscience, and when she stretched out her hand to signal him, he handed her the women's shirt.
A lotus seed white shirt with pleats at the shoulders and a loose twist at the waist;
Paired with a black pencil skirt, it is simple and gives off a mature vibe.
After she put on her shirt and skirt, Jiang Zongye put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her over. His eyes swept her from head to toe. That look...
There was less intense desire, but more appreciation and contemplation, like an artist appreciating his most satisfying masterpiece.
This is not the end yet.
Jiang Zong also went to the cloakroom and took out a silk scarf with a black background and gold-plated waves printed on it.
"Tie it on your collar," he whispered.
Qiao Ruoying did as she was told.
He wanted to shake his head as he watched her button her shirt to the very top button and tuck the bottom of her shirt tightly into her pencil skirt.
Doesn’t Qiao Ruoying even follow fashion bloggers?
"Unbutton two of your shirt buttons and let the hem of your skirt come out a little bit. Don't make it too long."
“…”
Boss Jiang is also a detail-oriented person who strives for perfection.
But, after unbuttoning two buttons, the edge of her French bra gathered together appeared dimly under the neckline, as white as butter, like a hook, attracting people's attention.
If she went to the office, she would be blatantly seductive, like a vixen, and would probably make those men feel uneasy.
Jiang Zong's face suddenly turned dark, and he grabbed her wrist with his big hand and pulled her over.
Qiao Ruoying didn't understand what was going on. She looked up and saw his gloomy face, which looked like a storm was about to come. She thought he...had changed his mind again.
The two of them were so close that he could touch her with just a lift of his hand.
His fingers touched her buttons, and his calloused fingertips brushed the delicate skin under her collarbone.
Waves of tingling.
Just when she was confused and thought that Jiang Zong had changed his mind and wanted to do it again, and was about to strip her clothes off, the man's hands with bulging veins fastened a button for her.
It was exactly the opposite of what she thought.
"Okay, let's go out. You can take my car today."
Jiang Zong also took a few steps back, his eyes falling on her collar.
The black silk scarf with gold flowers added a touch of liveliness and playfulness to her outfit, and he was finally satisfied.
Seeing that she was about to refuse, Jiang Zong continued, "I have something to say in the car."
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The Bentley drove over the overpass. Through the front window, the sky was blue and tranquil, like a canvas, with white clouds floating above it.
In the back seat, Jiang Zong also finished a phone call and said to Qiao Ruoying:
"How was your Excel skills last night? Did you organize all the spreadsheets?"
Qiao Ruoying was originally admiring the scenery outside the window. When she heard his question, she was stunned at first, and then her heart began to ripple again:
Jiang Zongye, who is very busy with his work, still cares about her skills learning.
He said "I have something to say", was he talking about her skill learning?
"It's all sorted out and ready to be submitted to Lily. I plan to give it to her when I go to the company today."
"good."
Jiang Zongye's sharp eyebrows relaxed.
Qiao Ruoying has a good learning ability. Apart from the fact that she sometimes has some brain problems, she is a promising person.
"When is the deadline for Lily to submit the form?" he asked.
Qiao Ruoying stroked her beautiful chin with her fingers and thought for a moment. "Hmm... maybe tomorrow."
"Then you can give it to her tomorrow."
“…” Qiao Ruoying didn’t understand.
Is there a big difference between submitting it today and submitting it tomorrow? Why submit it tomorrow?
She handed it to Lily early today, and she felt that she had completely completed the task and the stone in her heart was finally put to rest.
Seeing her blinking her long eyelashes and her pretty face full of confusion, Jiang Zong also chuckled.
It was too early to praise her just now. She is still a newbie in the workplace and doesn't know much.
He tugged at his black tie with gold stripes and patiently explained:
"If you hand in extra, insignificant, dirty work assigned to you by your boss before her deadline, she won't have time to ask you to redo it.
Could it be that you want to hand it over to her early, let her give you five, six, seven, eight times of feedback, and then give it to you to revise?"
“…”
Qiao Ruoying suddenly realized and looked up. Lizhi looked at Jiang Zongye with clear and bright eyes.
Boss Jiang actually reminded her of this!
Why didn't she think of it? She didn't want to rework the pile of forms again.
Then again, from his position as a boss, reminding her that it was late was a bit like reminding her that she could "sneak around" with her boss.
In terms of the character design of the big boss, isn’t it a bit ooc?
Qiao Ruoying became naughty and asked deliberately:
"Then can I do the task you assigned to me later and hand it in later?"
"Can't."
Jiang Zong also refused outright.
He leaned sideways in the gap between the seat and the door, looking at her leisurely.
The blue-green river water outside the window kept passing by his face. Against the backdrop of his handsome profile, even the river water seemed to become bluer and clearer.
"Why not? You're my boss too."
The boss's boss's boss.
Qiao Ruoying pursed her cherry lips slightly and added in her heart.
"Because I won't assign you a task lightly, but if I do, it's the most important task. You have to take it to heart, okay?"
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The author has something to say: Boss Jiang: Did you hear that, honey? You must always put me first, and us first. [Three-colored cat head][Three-colored cat head]
Yingbao: [Question mark][Question mark] Why are you so overbearing? And shouldn't I be the one saying this?
Boss Jiang: I have already put you first in my heart [burst into tears][burst into tears]
In this chapter, Boss Jiang rewarded himself and Yingying with matching outfits. Yingying wore a black silk scarf with gold flowers, while he chose a black tie with diagonal gold patterns.
[dog head][dog head]
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