Chapter 29 Jiang Zongye couldn't hide his secret joy...
"My period is over."
In the dimly lit room, Jiang Zong also whispered. He still held the clean, white sanitary napkin in his hand, his eyes deep as he looked at the area covered by the napkin. It was plump and bulging, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
A strong urge surged in my heart.
I want to pounce on it, kiss it, and penetrate it hard...
Under his undisguised gaze, Qiao Ruoying panicked for a moment, like a deer pinned by a hunter in the forest. She instinctively tried to cover herself, tried to pull up her pants, but having to do all this under Jiang Zongye's nose only added to her embarrassment. Finally, she could only tremble and utter, "Don't look! Don't look!"
How could such soft and non-threatening words stop Jiang Zongye?
The man's breathing became heavier.
He grabbed her soft and slender waist, pulled her into his arms and held her, his big palm quickly going under her collarbone.
"Woo..."
Qiao Ruoying's eyes were hazy, and she was almost defeated by his attack. A thin layer of tears covered her bright and lychee eyes, with a little crystal spilling out from the corners of her eyes. The edge of her red lips was tightly bitten by her pearly teeth, and it turned white.
He lowered his head, and into her fair, slender neck, his chest making a slight sigh, like a bellows being pulled in a stove. He deeply inhaled her unique girlish fragrance, and his tall nose brushed across the surface of her skin, causing tremors.
Itchy...
She was so itchy that she wanted to hide, but he held her hand and she couldn't get away.
Jiang Zong really wanted to swallow her right now and have a good "lamb feast", but then he remembered that her menstruation had just ended and she might still be very fragile.
He slid his nose up and rubbed the tip of her ear, then gently bit her earlobe with his teeth and whispered, "Wait for me, I'm going to take a shower."
While Qiao Ruoying was still confused, he quickly went into the bathroom, unbuttoning his shirt and trousers as he walked.
His shirt and trousers fell onto the aqua-green tile floor. Qiao Ruoying caught a glimpse of his tight and slender legs with blurred vision, and her face became even redder.
Such masculine power and hormones made her so scared that she trembled a little, but within her fear, there was also a faint expectation.
She opened the drawer of the coffee table, took out a water-green scented crystal candle, lit it with a lighter, and a drop of watery green floated in the transparent candle wax, like the color of jadeite.
When the candles were lit, she and the Phalaenopsis orchid floated dimly in the light.
After ordering, the atmosphere became more ambiguous, as if sparks were about to burst out from the ambiguity.
Qiao Ruoying was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do. She hugged the Usagi doll on the sofa in her arms, and kept kneading the two long ears of the Usagi baby with her fingers until they were pulled as long as Pinocchio's nose.
Jiang Zong also came out of the shower and saw the girl lazily leaning on the sofa in the dim light, hugging a doll. The tiny light made her cheeks look like beautiful jade, and her eyes became even darker.
She is so good.
"Good girl." He praised in a hoarse voice, then picked her up in a princess-like hug and strode into the bedroom.
The soft cotton bear pajamas, with the buttons undone one by one, were left open and piled on the floor.
Over her pajamas, she dropped her baggy pajamas. The girlish-style pattern was pure white, like untouched snow. The panties were printed with little lambs...
He nibbled her earlobe gently, and the breath he exhaled sprinkled a little bit on her ear.
Qiao Ruoying was so itchy that she just wanted to hide, but his big hand held her tightly, not allowing her to escape. It was like countless insects and ants were drilling into her ears, making her feel itchy and numb. This numbness was transmitted to every part of her body little by little through her nerves. She was so itchy that she wanted to cry.
"Don't cry, I'll come to help you right away."
Jiang Zong was also speechless. He looked at her, her cheeks turning red little by little because of him, like a delicate flower blooming after being watered, her thin lips curled up, and the corners of her lips could not be suppressed.
She was distracted and thought awkwardly that Rongrong should really know about this "wild" Mr. Jiang, so that their fan club would not always praise him as the "flower of the high mountain".
In fact, old men are very reserved!
Not only is he introverted and sexy, but he is also secretly happy.
"Don't be distracted." He was not happy with her distraction and bit her round shoulder lightly.
...
When it was sealed tightly, she cried uncontrollably and begged for mercy continuously. She was completely like a small boat, drifting in the vast ocean.
After drifting for an unknown amount of time, she was finally released. Physiological tears filled the corners of her eyes, which were rosy and extremely gorgeous.
Tonight, Jiang Zong finally realized his long-cherished wish since signing the agreement: three times a night.
"You're crying so pitifully. Has Yingying been wronged?"
Jiang Zongye's shirt was messy, his hair was wet and half hung in front of his forehead.
There was a look of greed between his eyebrows. The taste just now was intoxicating and soul-stirring. There were spots of scarlet in the corners of his eyes, which made his beautiful peach blossom eyes look particularly enchanting.
The corners of the man's lips curled up, and he couldn't hide his secret joy.
“…”
Qiao Ruoying's eyes were dark and clear as if they had been washed by water. She glared at him shyly.
Now that it's over, he still insists on bringing up this embarrassing incident.
Really...
He is so bad.
She glared at him with hatred, and Jiang Zong inexplicably liked the liveliness of her expression at the moment. He went back to pinch her face and handed her a clean towel.
"Where are my clothes?" Qiao Ruoying asked.
She was surprised when she spoke this. Her voice was completely hoarse and charming, and was filled with traces of emotion.
"I'll get you a new one."
Jiang Zong also felt that the set of pajamas that fell on the floor was not clean, so he stuffed it into the washing machine and found her another set of pajamas.
When I returned to the bedroom, I saw her with her head slightly lowered, propping herself up with her elbows, wiping herself.
The delicate body, as white as jade, is surrounded by a faint halo, as if it were carved out of mutton-fat jade.
An idea suddenly popped up in his mind:
He was the one who defiled her.
Subconsciously, he looked at the trash can in front of the cabinet. At the bottom of the can lay an empty used rubber, tied with a knot, and the knot was full.
This thin layer of rubber serves as both protection and barrier.
For some unknown reason, an idea came to his mind: he wanted to defile her truly and without any hindrance.
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The two of them tossed and turned until after three o'clock before they went to bed.
Before Qiao Ruoying fell asleep, a vague thought flashed through her mind: old men really can't stand being held back. If she is held back, he will ask for it back with interest, and she will be the one who can't bear it.
He had asked her to support her elbows behind her back and bend her soft body into a full bow for a long time, so now, her legs were still sore.
I really don’t know what to do at work tomorrow.
The next day, her alarm clock rang three times before Qiao Ruoying rubbed her sleepy eyes and forced herself out of the warm embrace of the quilt.
When she woke up a little, she looked towards the side of the bed and saw that Jiang Zong had also gotten up and the quilt was empty.
She was wondering where he had gone, and when she walked into the bathroom she saw a swaying figure in the living room and took a closer look.
Jiang Zong was also bathed in the morning light, his two arms stretched out from under his sleeveless sweatshirt, slender and powerful;
He lifted and lowered two dumbbells, one on the left and one on the right, and his back muscles contracted and stretched accordingly, revealing a kind of agile beauty, healthy and generous, which is unique to high-quality men in the morning light.
With the glass windows covered with a layer of blue film, the half-worn pumpkin-colored sofa, his slightly damp hair, the sweat shirt that sticks to his back, outlining his thin waist, and the sweat beads dripping from his arms, there is a strong tension like the literature of a rental house, and the scent of male hormones is ready to burst out.
“…”
Qiao Ruoying licked her dry lips.
This is the same person, how come he worked out three times last night and got up early to exercise today, full of energy?
And she had used up all her energy just to support herself last night?
So sad and angry!
Could Jiang Zong also share some of his energy with her?
"morning."
Qiao Ruoying walked to the balcony, and Jiang Zong greeted her in a hoarse voice.
Qiao Ruoying looked up and saw that his cold white skin was slightly rosy, his jawline was clear and sharp, and traces of sweat fell on his jawbone, like clear rain hitting glass.
"Good morning. You're working out so early in the morning. You're really... strong."
Qiao Ruoying replied to him in a soft and clear voice, revealing her sincere admiration.
The man put down the dumbbells, keenly caught the admiration in her tone, suppressed the corners of his lips that were raised, and said in a calm voice:
“It’s just so-so.”
You should be secretly happy in your heart, but appear calm on the surface.
“…”
Qiao Ruoying stared at the corner of his lips for a few seconds, knowing that she was just praising him, but it made him happy again!
Jiang Zong also reached out and gently touched her shoulder, so that her face was facing the light.
After a night of irrigation, her face was still pure and clear, with black lychee eyes and rosy lips, as clean and clear as a spring deep in the forest.
His heart moved slightly.
Qiao Ruoying was confused when she suddenly saw his rough fingertips gently pressing under her eyes, and the moisture after exercise seeped into her skin.
He leaned over, took a closer look at her eyes, and chuckled, "After a night's sleep, you've turned from a little kid into a giant panda."
Qiao Ruoying blinked her eyes, which were sore from lack of sleep. When she heard his joke, she was furious and snorted:
"It's you? You didn't let anyone sleep last night."
She was sleepy towards the end of last night, her eyelashes slightly closed, and only when he pushed hard inside her did she frown, like a pair of distant mountain eyebrows covered with mist like a veil, with a feeling of both joy and pain condensed between her eyebrows.
Jiang Zong didn't let her be distracted. He took her in and out with extra effort and coaxed her to "open your eyes, be good."
There was no use coaxing him, so he ordered, "I didn't give you any sleep, so you are not allowed to sleep."
Orders were no longer effective, so he pushed in even harder, finally hearing her cry out as he wished.
...
After washing up, they went out one after another.
When she went out, she turned the handle and unconsciously supported her waist.
The seductive curve of her waist seemed to still be filled with the soreness from last night's excessive indulgence. When she put her hand on it, a hazy layer covered her brows.
Jiang Zongye's eyes fell on her white hand, and he immediately said, "Don't take public transportation to the company today."
"I'll ask Lao Chen to pick you up."
Without saying anything, he took out his cell phone and called Lao Chen.
Qiao Ruoying tugged at his sleeve, her eyelashes drooping as she said softly, "I can go alone...it's fine too."
"Listen to me and let Lao Chen take you there." Jiang Zongye's voice was deep and tough.
“…”
Okay, then let's listen to him.
He is truly "autocratic". A complete feudal big daddy!
But, will it be too much trouble for Old Chen?
When Lao Chen comes later, how should she explain to him that she has a sore back today so she needs to take a special car?
If Old Chen were to think of how her back hurt, then she would be so embarrassed.
Jiang Zong also caught the tangle lingering between her eyebrows and said:
"Qiao Ruoying, why are you embarrassed? Do you need to explain to the driver why you need the car?"
His tone was filled with a more solid majesty, and he also exposed her little thoughts. Qiao Ruoying was stunned and her face flushed.
“…”
Jiang Zong also looked at her slightly parted red lips, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
She is a good little kitty, but she is too gentle and easy to talk to, and is always afraid of bothering others.
However, he could accept her being soft in front of him, but he could not accept her being too soft towards others.
What if someone takes the opportunity to bully her?
Only he can bully her.
"I know that deep down you consider your drivers and assistants your friends. But you're always hesitant about assigning them tasks. When you absolutely have to use them, you always try to explain to them and gain their forgiveness, right?"
“…”
Jiang Zongye understood exactly what she was thinking, and Qiao Ruoying was speechless.
He continued:
"Qiao Ruoying, remember, you don't need to feel guilty about using them. Because this is their duty, you don't need to be responsible for all their emotions."
"I'd rather you adopt a posture that matches your status and be more assertive, huh?"
"As for what they think of you in their hearts, you don't have to worry about it. A good assistant wouldn't dare to plot against you behind your back."
Whenever Jiang Zongye wanted to speak a long paragraph, he could always speak it calmly and clearly, with a little ups and downs, and his voice was as gentle as the gurgling water under an icy spring.
Following his train of thought, Qiao Ruoying felt a buzzing sensation, and the wick of the lighthouse in her mind that he had lit burned even more vigorously and brightly.
Inspired by Jiang Zongye's words, she was able to draw inferences from one instance to another and many things became clear to her.
For example, among the new assistants who joined this year in the administrative position, why is she always the one who gets ordered around the most by her senior colleagues, whether it's getting water or changing A4 paper...
Of her, Zeng Fan, and Du Xinrong, Zeng Fan is the sharpest, most assertive, and seemingly difficult to control; Du Xinrong, on the other hand, adopts a detached attitude, handling everything that's not her responsibility with a casual and crude approach...
Only she, Qiao Ruoying, is a good girl, who works diligently, has a good personality and is easy to talk to.
She secretly made up her mind that next time she would really show some attitude and refuse any work that was not within her job scope.
Don't always worry about what others will think of her.
After sorting out the relationships with her superiors, subordinates, and seniors, Qiao Ruoying felt relieved.
His words were like a whisk, brushing against her heart and sweeping away all the dust of worries and troubles.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. I understand."
She raised her eyes and smiled at him with gratitude in her smile. Her lychee eyes were dark as if painted.
He pointed his finger at her porcelain-white forehead, and his usually tough tone was now filled with a subtle hint of worry and sigh.
"You have such a soft personality and are so easy to talk to. What if someone bullies you?"
"Then I will bully you back." Qiao Ruoying puffed out her chest and said crisply.
"Well, I'll wait and see."
He would just... believe her for once.
After that, I still need to give her advice from time to time, so that she can be tougher and more sensible.
He wished she would be domineering, aggressive, and think more about herself.
He believed that she would not always be an administrative assistant.
One day, she will be promoted to department head and then to manager.
Back then, he wanted her to have the temperament and attitude worthy of a high-ranking position. By that day, she was a true office lady, elegant, capable, neat, and measured.
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Taehyung Group, Administrative Assistant Office.
In the spacious Instagram-style cubicle, at the workstation, a green swan calla lily is planted in a clean Luckin PP coffee cup.
Behind the bright heart-shaped green leaves, Qiao Ruoying closed her eyelashes slightly, supported her chin with her hand, and her head drooped up and down, like a hook floating on the water when fishing.
"Yingying, Yingying."
Du Xinrong walked behind Qiao Ruoying and gently shook her shoulders.
"Wake up, why are you so sleepy?"
Qiao Ruoying shuddered and quickly woke up. Lizhi's eyes were hazy with sleepiness. She stared at Du Xinrong, who held his breath for a moment.
The beauty just woke up, this is so beautiful.
Du Xinrong finally understood why the tyrants in novels were always struck by the cute and innocent sleeping posture of the heroine when she woke up.
"Yingying, you went to dig coal last night, and your eye circles are so dark." Rongrong joked.
"No." Qiao Ruoying said weakly.
"What did you do last night? Tell me the truth."
“…” Qiao Ruoying didn’t know what to say.
Can she say: Rongrong, Rongrong, I was fighting with Boss Jiang last night. We had three rounds, each round lasted two hours. Is your waist sore from all the effort?
Thinking of how he lifted her ankles and hung them on his shoulders, and how he pulled her into an embarrassing split, her breathing became rapid and her eyelashes trembled.
But Jiang Zong was always very mean at that time, always peeking at her... She couldn't cover it up, and begged him not to look, but he looked at her with a burning gaze, which made her so ashamed that she cried.
What's so good about this...? She herself also lowered her head to look at the closely connected place, but only for a moment. Then, seeing something terrifying that he couldn't ignore, she turned her head away again and squeezed her eyelashes shut.
"Are you going to chase stars? Oh, yes, Ge Yunfei has a variety show on Banana Channel at 8 o'clock tonight."
Seeing Qiao Ruoying silent and with a dazed look in her eyes as if she had not woken up yet, Du Xinrong immediately thought of Qiao Ruoying's idol Ge Yunfei.
After all, apart from Ge Yunfei, she had never seen Qiao Ruoying so crazy about anyone else.
After being reminded by Du Xinrong, Qiao Ruoying remembered that Ge Yunfei's variety show would debut on Banana Channel tonight.
She had previously marked the date of Gege's first variety show on her calendar, but she had basically given her after-get off work time to Jiang Zongye recently, and had completely forgotten about it.
As a kudzu fan, it is a dereliction of duty for her to forget such an important thing!
Hey, who told her to work during the day and continue to work illegally at night?
What made her even more worried was that Jiang Zongye had agreed with her that he would go to her small rental house to work tonight. At that time, she couldn't watch Gege's variety show in front of Jiang Zongye, right?
Jiang Zong is also so perceptive, he must have sniffed out some clues and discovered that the person she called out that night was Ge Yunfei...
This scene must never happen.
In response to this, Qiao Ruoying could only sigh, and her sigh made the leaves of the taro on the table tremble.
She touched her sore waist and wished she didn't have to accompany Jiang Zongye tonight. She wanted to watch Gege's variety show.
Just when Qiao Ruoying was worrying about this, the phone screen lit up and Jiang Zong also sent a short video.
The video shows a panda half-leaning on a wooden fence. It has a round face and head, a grinning mouth, and is grabbing a plump and tender bamboo shoot with its two furry hands and gnawing on it.
The panda eats so enthusiastically, and the crisp sound of chewing the bamboo shoots makes people feel that these bamboo shoots are delicious and they just want to take a bite.
Old man: "Guess who this panda looks like?"
Qiao Ruoying swiped her fingers across the screen.
The old man actually sent her a message during working hours.
It seems he has a lot of free time today.
Judging from his tone, what he wanted to say was, does this giant panda look like her?
He praised her as a national treasure, which sounded a bit doting.
Qiao Ruoying went back and looked at the panda in the video.
Thinking of how he had been doing last night, and that she might have to work illegally tonight, she was still a little angry, but she refused to say what he wanted to hear.
Cat Biter: "Like you."
Old man: "I'll give you another chance. Who do you think it looks like?"
Cat Bite: "I said it looks like you and called you cute, isn't that okay?"
Old man: "...No man likes to be praised as a giant panda."
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The author has something to say: Lao Jiang is about to evolve into a secretly happy guy. He will be secretly happy when his wife praises him as "iron"! When I wrote him, I didn't think of him as a Jack Su boss at all. He was a funny boss.
Lao Jiang: Cute? Yingying, you can't use these adjectives that have nothing to do with me to describe me. You should praise me for being tall, handsome, 189cm tall, 22cm tall, those are the things I like to hear. [狗头][狗头]
Yingbao: ...[question mark][question mark] (Takes out the aphrodisiac again)
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