Chapter 37 Date "Are my abdominal muscles nice to touch?"
"You were very good at it the first night, why can't you do it now?"
"You little white rabbit."
Talking about the first night, her already hot cheeks suddenly became even hotter.
This was the first time they had mentioned what happened that night after being together for so long. Qiao Ruoying felt a little nervous and a little guilty.
The guilt was because I still didn't dare to tell Jiang Zongye the truth about what happened that night.
But then she thought, she was still single at that time and had nothing to do with him, so it should be okay to have a little fantasy about her idol, right?
What's more, after making the agreement with him, she never had any fantasies about Ge Yunfei. Every night, she knew clearly that it was Jiang Zongye who took off her clothes, lifted her ankles onto his shoulders, and did that to her.
A stone extends from the foot of the rockery. After the students persevered in using it as a stone bench, the surface gradually became smooth and flat, like a turtle's shell.
Jiang Zong also sat on the "turtle shell", pulled Qiao Ruoying into his arms, and rested his chin on her soft hair.
"Girlfriend." Jiang Zong also murmured, his clear and low voice revealing joy. Every time he said a word, he would stroke her soft cheek with his long fingers, and he loved the feel of it.
Qiao Ruoying sat in his arms, her mind dazed, replaying the events that had just occurred over and over again.
Jiang Zongye pushed her against the rockery, and asked her slowly, "What is our relationship now?" His slender and distinct fingers pinched into her upper arm. He waited until she said they were "lovers" before he really let her go.
So, does Jiang Zong really want to be her boyfriend or girlfriend?
There's simply nothing real about this, and nothing official about it.
She couldn't help but wonder, how did a man and a woman go from being "more than friends but less than lovers" to becoming a formal couple?
Both parties must have feelings for each other, and then the man took out a bouquet of roses and seriously asked the woman's opinion. Only when the woman agreed would they become lovers, right?
However, Jiang Zong did not send her flowers, nor did he take the initiative to say "be my girlfriend", but instead "coerced" her little by little.
Was it during this trip that Jiang Zong finally realized that since he wanted to expose their relationship to the public, he needed a more legitimate and bright identity?
The identities of boyfriend and girlfriend are always much more formal than those of friend, and are much more easily accepted by the world.
She was wandering there in a daze, but Jiang Zongye seemed very happy. His voice was as low and hoarse as a sip of iced Coke. The bubbles collided and burst in the can, making a perfect bubbling sound.
He talked about that night with a hint of nostalgia.
"That night... you, little vixen, passionately hooked your arms around my neck, even took off your panties, and waited for me naked..."
The voice became lower and lower as it went on, gradually becoming inaudible, but Qiao Ruoying knew that the last word was a rude and powerful one, which hit her ears and stirred up waves of hormones.
He insisted on telling her, and as he spoke, his big palm gently stroked her slender back back and forth.
Qiao Ruoying was very embarrassed.
This was still on campus. The sun had not completely set, but was hanging in the west, like a runny egg that had been fried in a pan until it was seven-tenths cooked. The flowing yolk poured onto the clouds, dyeing them with attractive yellow, orange and red colors.
This person insisted on saying these things on campus, defiling this quiet place for studying.
"Don't say that." She stopped him in a low voice.
Jiang Zong also loved to see her blushing and embarrassed, so how could he let her go? The more she didn't tell him, the more he wanted to tell her.
"Why, I can't say anything about what you did?" He smiled leisurely, the setting sun dyed the standing hair on his forehead red, plated his hair with a layer of golden light, and rendered his handsome features as if he were a god high above on the altar. However, the words spoken by the god were so... inhuman.
"Baby was much better that night than now. He finished it in one go." He leaned over and nibbled her earlobe lightly, his hot breath spraying on it bit by bit, connecting with the tiny nerve endings.
"I thought you were here just to lure me in."
Qiao Ruoying's cheeks were so red that they couldn't be any redder, and her body was trembling slightly, like a leaf falling in the autumn wind, but she was held up steadily by his palm.
She knew what he meant by "come in after eating" because of the joke he made in the rental house one night before.
She moved her lips and was about to ask, "Then why did you take the bait so easily?" But before she could ask, Jiang Zong changed the subject.
"When I woke up the next day, the medicine in my body was gradually metabolized. Looking at you awake, I wondered, were you sent by the enemy? Were you used as a pawn in someone else's scheme? How much will I have to pay for this?"
He was knowledgeable and shrewd, and since he had encountered this kind of woman and was spending a night with her, his first reaction was of course to think about what she wanted to get and take away from him.
"Who would have known that when you opened your eyes and saw me, your first words would be to ask me not to fire you."
Jiang Zong also laughed as he spoke, his chest emitting a gentle vibration, which was transmitted to her through her back which was pressed against him, vibrating her heart and causing ripples.
Maybe he began to feel that she was extraordinary at that time?
Qiao Ruoying's red lips moved twice, as if she wanted to say, "At that time, I treated you as my boss, and I just wanted to keep my job."
So what about now? Should I treat Jiang Zongye as my boss in public, but in private, I can occasionally be bold and treat him as my boyfriend?
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It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon when the two left the rockery and prepared to go looking for food.
As winter approaches, the sky takes on a deep blue color, almost black, like a rich burnt sapphire.
When they reached the street light, Jiang Zong also pressed her shoulders and turned her around. Looking at her lips that were swollen and red from his kiss, his eyes darkened for a moment.
He didn't want any man to see the traces left by her blooming because of him.
Jiang Zongye took out an unopened mask from his trouser pocket and handed it to Qiao Ruoying.
Qiao Ruoying was puzzled.
"You weren't wearing it when you came here just now, why are you wearing it now that it's dark?"
He turned on his phone's front-facing camera and held it in front of her.
Under the bright streetlight, Qiao Ruoying saw herself on the screen. Her eyes were blurry, her lips were bright red, and the corners of her lips were slightly broken, showing the traces of his unbridled abuse...
If someone saw it...
Her face flushed, she unwrapped the mask and put it on without saying a word.
When the two arrived at the door of Mingfu Shabu Shabu, they looked inside through the bright glass windows and saw that the seats were almost full.
On each table, three or five young men gathered around a copper pot, scalding the well-defined beef with long chopsticks and joking loudly with their companions.
The sounds of waiters greeting customers, the gurgling of copper pots boiling, and the sounds of conversation and laughter intertwined together like an overly cheerful symphony.
As the smoke from the hot pot rose, Jiang Zong could smell the aroma of pepper and beef in the air. Looking at the crowded restaurant, he couldn't help but frown.
He doesn't like places with too many people.
I don't like this noisy environment even more.
Obviously, the consumption level of this kind of hot pot restaurant is not suitable for him.
There is a science and technology innovation industrial park near Luocheng University. He often comes here for social events and knows that there are many delicious private restaurants nearby.
Jiang Zong also considered taking Qiao Ruoying to another place, but he immediately dismissed the idea.
He secretly told himself that this place was chosen by Qiao Ruoying, and no matter what, he shouldn't let her feel disappointed.
Now that you are out, you should be someone who doesn't spoil the fun.
Beside him, Qiao Ruoying had already greeted the waiter.
Jiang Zongye is handsome and has an extraordinary demeanor. When he stands at the door, he stands out from the crowd. He seems like a handsome man carved out from a human stand, and he has the cold and oppressive feeling of a superior.
The waiter led them in, and they were so cramped that they didn't know where to put their hands.
The two sat down by the window.
This was the first time that Qiao Ruoying had come back to eat Mingfu Hotpot since she graduated. Before the dishes were served, her eyes were sparkling with anticipation, as if they were star-sprinkled.
Jiang Zong also caught a glimpse of her expression, and the smile on his lips deepened.
Suddenly, he felt that the voices around him were not so noisy. As long as she was happy, he felt that enduring a crowded environment was no big deal.
Isn’t this just “running-in”?
Two people with very different backgrounds and family conditions need to understand, tolerate and adapt to each other.
Qiao Ruoying took off her mask, scanned the code with her phone, and showed the order page to Jiang Zongye: "Look, what do you want to eat?"
"It depends on what you like to eat. Whatever is delicious here, we can order it together."
He pushed the page back to the center of the two of them, and they just sat there head to head, ears touching, looking at the hot pot dishes one by one. At the table next to them, there were many young couples, with the girls sitting next to the boys, whispering in each other's ears, and the girls would say a few coquettish words from time to time.
Qiao Ruoying really had the illusion that she was having a campus romance.
They ordered a double-boiled hot pot with mushroom soup and butter, an Australian grain-fed beef roll, a plate of chilled beef topside, a lamb roll, a shrimp ball, a plate of mushrooms and a plate of lettuce, and two servings of rice.
Qiao Ruoying originally wanted to order some tripe, but she asked Jiang Zongye and knew that he didn't eat offal, so she didn't order it.
She would rather order some dishes that both of them can eat, and she also hopes that Jiang Zong can enjoy the hot pot.
Speaking of which, in the limited number of dining experiences with Jiang Zongye, she found that the ingredients Jiang Zongye ate were very clean and of high quality, but also very boring.
Salmon, wagyu beef, boiled eggs, broccoli, steak... these things are healthy, but if you eat them every day, your mouth will become tasteless, right?
Anyway, she could never accept Jiang Zongye's healthy but strict diet. She just wanted to eat everything without any restrictions, dipping it in sauce, and eating fried, deep-fried, fragrant and crispy food.
Moreover, she also hopes to lead Jiang Zongye to experience the broader world of food besides health.
It would be such a pity if a person missed out on many delicious foods in his life.
She prepared a bowl of garlic oil dipping sauce for herself, a bowl of mahjong dipping sauce, and picked up a piece of tender beef from the pepper and beef oil pot.
The beef has a little bit of oil on the edge and is dipped in thick sesame sauce. It is fully coated with a layer of cilantro and minced garlic. It is really satisfying when you put it in your mouth.
She was enjoying her meal and turned around to see Jiang Zong also picking up a piece of beef from the mushroom soup pot and dipping it in the bowl of soy sauce.
His dipping sauce was very bland, just soy sauce with some chopped green onions and cilantro floating on it. Qiao Ruoying watched him eat it and wondered what the difference was between this and eating beef slices dipped in soy sauce at home.
Without saying anything, she blanched a fresh piece of beef, rolled it in her sauce dish, coated it with rich sesame sauce, and brought it to Jiang Zongye's mouth. She exclaimed, "Ah," and signaled him to open his mouth.
“…”
Jiang Zong was also wondering how much calories the sauce contained, but under the girl's hopeful gaze, he still put the beef into his mouth.
Qiao Ruoying's sweet voice sounded in her ears.
"Isn't it delicious? The best thing about this hot pot restaurant is the sesame sauce. If you come here and don't try the sesame sauce dipping sauce, you're missing out."
Jiang Zong also chewed it carefully and tasted it.
Given his high standards and requirements, he felt that the beef here was not fresh enough, but the advantage was the sesame sauce, which was sweet and rich.
"Delicious." He replied after chewing.
Qiao Ruoying curled her lips, and her lychee eyes became beautiful crescents. Moreover, Jiang Zong also ate hot pot in a pleasing way, elegant and polite.
The hotpot cost 100 yuan per person, but he ate it as if it cost 10,000 yuan per person.
She also prepared for him a dry dipping sauce made of crushed peanuts and white sesame seeds, and a classic oil dipping sauce, and Jiang Zong tried them all.
Tonight, his taste buds were treated to a treat thanks to Qiao Ruoying.
He wiped his lips with a tissue, watching steam curl from the copper pot, the mushrooms bubbling and bobbing in the cool broth. People around him were laughing and joking. Some opened a bottle of Coke and chugged it down their throats. Others, halfway through their meal, felt the heat and took off their coats, revealing their bellies stretched tight by their T-shirts, and yelled for the waiter to come over for the check.
The store was filled with cheerful and melodious songs, with a hint of the crispness of tripe and the hotness of hot pot.
"I don't have any big wishes
There's nothing to rush
I saw the red light flashing at the intersection.
It's like a blinking little sun
The dark clouds are quite bold
It's on my head and can't be blown away
I grabbed it in my hands and squeezed it into a marshmallow.
This is the vivid, fresh and steaming smell of human life.
Jiang Zong suddenly felt that he had been standing on a high place, overlooking the world for too long.
But in fact, the fireworks of the world have their own flavor, rich and fragrant. Returning to the most original taste on the tongue is also a kind of happiness.
In this world, it is not only the happiness of "worldly success" that is worth pursuing, but also the happiness of eating and drinking.
At this moment, he was very glad that he did not take Qiao Ruoying to another place.
On the contrary, he was happy to follow her and reach the "depths of the world" that he had never deliberately reached.
Jiang Zong also ate a few chopsticks. When Qiao Ruoying wanted to give him some beef dipped in sesame sauce, he restrained himself and said, "Just taste it. I won't eat the beef dipped in sesame sauce for now."
"Didn't you say it was delicious?" Qiao Ruoying was puzzled and put the sesame beef into her mouth.
He curled his lips into a smile, and taking advantage of the cover of the table, he pulled her wrist and stroked it under his sweater.
Qiao Ruoying was stunned for a moment, her fingertips felt warm. He led her to lift up her outer sweater and touch his skin through the soft cashmere undershirt.
Each one was plump and smooth, shaped like pebbles or pieces of chocolate. Her fingertips touched the grooves between the muscles, which were slightly concave. When she pressed in with a little force, they still had a full rebound effect.
Hmm...this feel.
Qiao Ruoying suddenly realized that Jiang Zong was also leading her to touch his abdominal muscles.
This is still in a hot pot restaurant...
Jiang Zong also caught the intoxication that flashed across her eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up, with a hint of secret joy.
"It feels good to touch, right?" He leaned close to her ear.
"Hmm..." Qiao Ruoying nodded embarrassedly but very honestly.
His abdominal muscles really felt good. Besides the times she'd scratched his back, chest, and upper arms when she was aroused, this was the first time she'd touched his tight, supple, elastic abdominal muscles.
"That's right. In order to give Yingying a better feel, I need to keep my body fat low."
Jiang Zong also said.
He always keeps the words "body management" in mind.
"If anyone wants to touch me, I won't."
Seeing a waiter walking towards them, Qiao Ruoying felt shy and quickly withdrew her hand, saying something to him coquettishly.
“…”
Jiang Zong also looked at her, but smiled without saying anything.
From then on, if he used some tricks, he wouldn't trust her not to touch him.
The two of them finished most of the hot pot dishes and prepared to pay the bill and leave.
As agreed, Qiao Ruoying was about to take out her mobile phone to scan the QR code when she was stopped by Jiang Zongye.
"I'll pay."
"Didn't we agree that I'll treat you?"
"That won't do. A man shouldn't let his girlfriend pay the bill."
Jiang Zong also said that he also emphasized the three words "girlfriend".
He is very chauvinistic when it comes to money.
In his opinion, a man earns money to spend on his woman.
Qiao Ruying is still too frugal now. He will have to develop her slowly in the future and teach her to spend money lavishly.
Hearing the word "girlfriend" clearly in his words, Qiao Ruoying bit her lip and blushed: "Then you pay."
Jiang Zong also took out his phone and was about to scan the code when she stopped him: "Wait."
"Um?"
"Well, there's a 100-yuan voucher for 95 on Dianping.com. We spent over 200 yuan on the meal, so we can buy two vouchers."
Qiao Ruoying said.
She will never let go of any opportunity to make money!
“…”
The corner of Jiang Zongye's lips twitched.
He needs to use a voucher to eat hotpot? That's unjust.
Jiang Zong also touched her head and was about to say, "Why are you helping your boyfriend save these two cents?" But then he thought, isn't Qiao Ruoying really considering him?
Even if the savings are not much.
And getting some good stuff will make her happy.
So, he decided to listen to her and use the voucher.
However, the embarrassment came again. Jiang Zong also swiped the screen of his phone, and then he realized that he didn't have Dianping downloaded on his phone.
Qiao Ruoying came over and joked:
"No way, Mr. Jiang, don't you usually go to Dianping to find good restaurants?"
Jiang Zongye was stubborn:
"I don't have it on my phone, but Li Zheng does. He usually takes care of almost all of my meals."
I see.
After downloading Dianping, Jiang Zong also urgently registered an account using WeChat. He also bought vouchers and paid a total of 256 yuan after the discount.
Looking at the consumption figures displayed on the screen, the only thing Jiang Zong was thankful for was that this store had a self-service checkout system where customers could scan a QR code on the table.
If a waiter came over with a payment machine, he would never use the Dianping voucher in front of the waiter!
After all, he is the president and chairman of Taehyung Group. If he has to use vouchers to eat hot pot, it will be extremely embarrassing if the news gets out.
When leaving the store, Qiao Ruoying took two mint candies from the counter, tore one off and handed it to Jiang Zongye.
The mint candy spreads a cool feeling on the tip of the tongue, which is refreshing and not greasy.
Qiao Ruoying asked, "Are you going back now?"
Jiang Zongye: "No hurry, let's take a walk to help digest the food."
“…”
Qiao Ruoying looked at him with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
She thought he was in a hurry to go back and do that kind of thing. After all, he was always so hungry and thirsty, as if he could never get enough.
"Yingying, is there something wrong with you looking at me like this?"
Jiang Zong also asked.
"Oh. I thought you were in a hurry to get back... to do something like that."
The further she spoke, the lower her voice became, as soft as a mosquito's.
Qiao Ruoying was annoyed because Jiang Zong had used the same method of "asking questions knowingly" many times.
But every time, she fell straight into the trap he set.
Fortunately, Jiang Zong did not tease her this time. Instead, he grabbed her wrist, forcefully put it between her fingers, pinched her fingers, and said seriously:
"Of course we have to do it. There's no rush. You don't have to go to work tomorrow, so we have the whole night."
“…”
Qiao Ruoying was at a loss for words and wanted to cry but had no tears.
So, Jiang Zongye set the dinner time on Saturday because she doesn't have to work on Saturdays and Sundays, so he can have the whole night to "enjoy" her?
She finally realized that her calculations were not as sophisticated as Jiang Zongye's.
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The author has something to say: In the article, this is still considered "today", but a lot of things happened today. My dears, please bear with me and I will write slowly. You will find everything you want to see.
Lao Jiang: My wife actually touched my abs, I need to keep in shape [sunglasses]
Yingbao: Who took my hand and touched it? [question mark][question mark]
Lao Jiang: [It melted] [It melted] [It melted]
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