Chapter 39: Jiang Zongye's plan succeeds in the supermarket
"There is a supermarket over there." Jiang Zong also raised his chin slightly.
Qiao Ruoying followed his gaze.
Beneath the glossy all-aluminum facade, the floor-to-ceiling glass is as smooth as a mirror.
Under the orange light, various fruits and vegetables are placed, including tomatoes, bell peppers and lemons, some red and some yellow, like the inside pages of a luxury home magazine.
"Let's go." Jiang Zongye held her wrist with his fingers and walked towards the supermarket entrance.
"Go in and buy it, I'll wait for you at the door." Qiao Ruoying said.
It would be better for Jiang Zongye to buy condoms alone.
Otherwise, they would be a young couple standing in front of the condom shelf, choosing and choosing. Just thinking about that beautiful scene made Qiao Ruoying blush.
Jiang Zong also saw through her little thoughts and wanted to tease her even more.
"No, Yingying has to go with me."
He leaned down, moved close to her ear, and gently sprayed his hot breath on her earlobe.
It was like a warm, thick feather brushing back and forth along her earlobe, causing a tingling sensation.
"If you don't go in, how am I supposed to know which model to buy?"
"Just buy any style."
Qiao Ruoying lowered her eyes, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"After all, you have to use it too. What if you buy one that you don't like? Yingying, why not choose it yourself?"
Qiao Ruoying twirled the hem of her sweater with her fingers and muttered:
“For me, the experience is pretty much the same.”
In fact, the experience is still quite different.
But the difference wasn't in the suit, but in Jiang Zongye's "style." Like that time at the Bulgari Hotel, he knew she wasn't in the mood, so he kept caressing her, simmering her gently over a low fire until her bones were soft and her vagina was sticky as oil, only then did he get down to business.
And that time in the office, he was simple and direct, stripping off her pants and getting on top of her, letting her experience the pain and feel the pleasure...
Completely different styles bring extreme contrast.
No matter which one it was, she liked it deep down, and looked forward to the storm he would bring her, allowing her to rise again and again in the violence.
"Really? The experience of the ultra-thin model and the mace model is similar?"
There was a hint of roguery in his smiling tone, as if he was determined to "push" her into it today.
“…”
When he said "ultra-thin version" and "mace version" in such an ordinary tone and such a clear and restrained voice, Qiao Ruoying's face almost turned red as a sunset cloud.
The big boss is really... becoming more and more shameless.
"Since the experience is similar, let's use the mace style tonight. Yingying will definitely like it."
He said deliberately.
At the moment they were not compatible to begin with, and she had difficulty eating. When she heard him say that, she widened her eyes slightly.
If he really uses this money, she will not be able to get out of bed tomorrow.
"No, you can't buy that model."
She grabbed his sleeve.
The word "mace" is used to describe this aspect. She is prone to hallucinations and can't say it out loud. In order to hold on to her "little life" tonight, Qiao Ruoying had to accept her fate and said:
"Then let's go in together."
"This is the good girl Yingying."
Jiang Zong's "trick" also succeeded, and he couldn't suppress the smile at the corners of his lips.
When Qiao Ruoying saw his smug look, she thought to herself, "You're so proud now, but your good days are coming to an end. One day, I'm going to "get hold" of you on this matter."
When she opened the acrylic plastic curtain of the supermarket, the cold air hit her face, making her unconsciously tighten her coat.
As expected of a supermarket in a wealthy area, the lighting is high-end, the ceiling is very far from the ground, and there are extremely wide aisles between the shelves.
This is an unmanned supermarket, using self-service cashiers
Qiao Ruoying relaxed a lot at the thought of not having to face the cashier's flickering eyes.
Jiang Zongye was even more goal-oriented and went straight to the condom shelf.
“…”
Qiao Ruoying followed behind him, thinking quietly, Brother, could you just buy a few apples to cover it up?
Are you not even pretending anymore?
She followed slowly behind him, her eyes scanning the shelves.
"Hey, start quickly; whoosh, get bigger quickly";
"Let her reach the peak quickly and let him control his pace";
"Don't rush into anything; beneath the hardness lies sweetness." *
The slogans printed on the bright yellow shelves were bold, vivid, and racy. Qiao Ruoying just wanted to pretend she was illiterate and couldn't understand them.
She silently took out the mask that Jiang Zongye had given her from her pocket and put it on.
What is starting, getting bigger, reaching the peak, and rushing? She doesn't understand and doesn't want to understand. She is just a child!
What shocked her even more was the numerous types of condoms on the shelves.
The flavors include strawberry, orange, and peach. Why does a tool used for contraception have so many flavors?
Do you want to eat?
Qiao Ruoying thought about it for a moment, then she understood and her face turned red.
She is no longer pure!
Jiang Zong also turned around and saw her blushing face. He followed her line of sight and saw the neatly arranged fruit-flavored condoms, and smiled meaningfully.
"Would you like to try this?" He picked up a box of peach flavored drinks, pinched the package with his slender white knuckles and shook it.
“…”
Qiao Ruoying shook her head like a rattle.
"I'll try it when I have a chance."
He said in a hoarse voice and put the peach flavor back.
He was concerned about her thin skin. If he really let her use her lips, the girl would probably cry until her eyes were swollen.
Besides, no matter what, he should be the one to serve her first in this regard.
“…”
Qiao Ruoying wished she could turn herself into a quail. Facing Jiang Zongye's hesitant gaze on her face, she dared not say a word.
She was afraid that if she said one more word, Jiang Zong would change the subject to "Let's try it tonight."
The fruity set was passed, and there are a wide variety of other categories on the shelves.
"Then I want a fluorescent one."
Jiang Zong also pulled out a box of rectangular items from the shelf. The packaging was pure black with the words "luminous" printed brightly in fluorescent color on it, creating a particularly sharp contrast.
"It just so happens that you don't like turning on the lights, so this is perfect for you."
As he spoke, Jiang Zong also threw the box into the shopping cart.
“…”
Qiao Ruoying imagined the scene. In the pitch-black night, where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, there was only a light somewhere, expanding and swaying brightly. That was also very...
It made her very embarrassed, so embarrassed that she couldn't look directly at it.
"don't want."
As she spoke, she reached out to take the fluorescent rectangular box out of the shopping cart and put it back on the shelf.
Jiang Zong also grabbed her hand in time.
Under the bright light, the two stood face to face, toe to toe. The man's broad, thin palm wrapped around the girl's delicate hands, while her fingertips were still holding the box of tools used in the crime.
The air seemed to have stagnated; the air conditioner, which had been so powerful, seemed to have stopped working, turning weakly twice.
A misty spring rain suddenly fell on the small piece of land where they were standing. The raindrops were as fine as cow hair, and wherever they passed, it became unusually sticky, damp, and ambiguous.
It was like a feather fluttering across her heart.
Jiang Zongye looked at her with a calm expression, a smile on his face, taking in her delicate and embarrassing state.
This Yingying is so cute even when she is shy.
Qiao Ruoying avoided his gaze. The skin on the back of her hand, which was caressed by his palm, felt numb as if it were electrified.
She gritted her teeth and spoke softly, her voice as thin as a mosquito's.
"Can't I just buy the most common style? Something super thin and moisturizing..."
"No, Yingying. Don't be so conservative. Try something new. You might find something new."
Jiang Zongye's voice was gentle, like a handful of new snow on the top of a winter fir tree that was about to be melted by the sun, but it was unquestionable.
New tricks and new experiences.
If he continued to say such inappropriate things, she would faint from shame.
"How about this, give Yingying two choices?"
Hearing that there was still room for choice, Qiao Ruoying raised her eyes, and a hint of expectation rekindled in her eyes.
Jiang Zong also took a box of "convex thread" from the shelf and put it together with the "fluorescent shiny" model.
"Yingying, choose one from these two boxes."
Choosing between a mace and a glow stick? Qiao Ruoying was stunned.
Well, she shouldn’t have believed that the old man still had a “conscience”. She didn’t want either of them.
How come starting from tonight, the old man has added another trick to his tricks against her:
Choose between two options, and neither is the option she wants!
"Is there no other choice?" She blinked her long eyelashes and looked at Jiang Zongye pitifully, trying to awaken his "conscience".
"No more." Jiang Zong also deliberately frowned.
"Don't bargain with me on this matter."
Reluctantly, Qiao Ruoying chose the latter between "mace" and "fluorescent stick".
She had never been compatible with his blue veins in the first place, and when she was tossed and turned, the pain and itchiness seemed to seep into the joints between her bones, and a unique feeling of suspension seeped out from the joints between her bones. Now with the addition of the spikes of the mace, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it anymore, and even her voice would become hoarse from crying.
But at this moment, the more she cried, the more Jiang Zong teased her.
As for the glow stick style...
She would have to make do with it for now. At worst, she could just close her eyes and not look at it.
Otherwise, watching a luminous object moving back and forth, in and out... well, that picture is also quite beautiful.
Jiang Zong also took three large boxes of XXL fluorescent styles and went to the self-service checkout counter to scan the code to pay.
Qiao Ruoying poked her head out from beside his shoulder and said, "Why buy so much? You won't be able to use it all tonight."
There are three pieces in a box, so there are nine pieces in total in three boxes.
Jiang Zong also tilted his head and laughed.
"Save it for next time."
“…”
Back at Tianxi Huanyu, Jiang Zong also went to the gym, leaving her to play for a while.
The space here is spacious and luxuriously decorated, with a viewing terrace, a piano area, a movie room, a billiard room, and even a mahjong table in one room.
In front of an L-shaped floor-to-ceiling window, there is an obsidian marble bathtub, where you can take a comfortable bath while enjoying the view.
After this period of contact, she was no longer so cramped even in Jiang Zongye's territory. She went to the bathroom to wash herself, then went to the cloakroom to get a bathrobe, and planned to take a bath in the bathtub.
A silver faucet gurgles, and bath salts and dried rose petals lie on a shelf.
She poured bath salts in and sprinkled rose petals on it pretentiously, then took off her bathrobe and stepped into the bathtub with her straight, white legs.
The bathtub was large and deep, just enough to cover her shoulders completely.
As she was completely immersed in it, some of the water overflowed and flowed down the floor drain.
The water was just hot enough to soften the bones and tendons without burning you. Qiao Ruoying could adjust the temperature at any time by turning on the tap.
It was so comfortable. She put rose petals on her arms while soaking in the bath.
She remembered the costume dramas she liked to watch when she was a child. There was always a scene where the heroine took a bath. Her white arms floated on the water, with some flower petals on them. The water just did not reach her collarbone, and the ravines underneath were faintly visible, which was very tempting.
Now, she can also be the heroine of a costume drama and show off her beauty.
Thinking of this, she raised one arm artificially, which was long and white, and put the other hand upwards to touch the petals. The tip of her nose was filled with the rich fragrance of the unfolded rose petals, as if she was in a rose garden in the early morning.
Jiang Zongye finished his workout, took a shower, and came to the corner at the end of the terrace. This is what he saw:
It was pitch black outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Inside the house, amidst the harsh black and white decorative lines, she was the only one with that warm jade-like color. Her slender arms raised a string of water splashes in the air, and the water droplets clung to her smooth skin and fell back like pearls.
Under the light, it looks like a demon or a ghost.
He walked over to her and held out his hand. When she stretched out her slender arms like a synchronized swimmer, he grabbed her wrist and lowered her head.
"Did you have fun, Yingying?"
Qiao Ruoying was immersed in her own "fantasy world". She had just imagined herself turning into a graceful mermaid with the most unpleasant voice in the world.
Although it sounds unpleasant, her voice is lethal and any man who hears her singing will die.
So she sang specifically for the unfaithful man.
Those unfaithful men who abandoned their wives and children, who ignored the fragrance of flowers at home and insisted on going out to eat shit, all covered their heads and died with blood coming out of all their seven orifices after hearing her singing.
Her fantasy was suddenly interrupted by him. Qiao Ruoying had not yet come out of her imaginary world, her lychee eyes were prickly and hazy.
She was surrounded by clouds and mist and was not awake, but Jiang Zong could not care less.
From his vantage point, he could see two plump, round balls of rose petals, each as plump as snow, held up between them. Two faint red dots were visible, like flowers in the mist, and they seemed to be growing larger...
Make his blood boil.
This is what he likes most...
"Are you up?" His voice suddenly became a little hoarse.
"My towel."
Qiao Ruoying was embarrassed and wanted to get a bath towel, but the towel was hooked on the wall two meters away and she couldn't reach it at all.
Seeing this, Jiang Zong also grabbed the towel from the hanging board. But instead of handing it to her directly, he ordered her: "Stand up."
Qiao Ruoying refused. She stood up from the bathtub, naked, ready to be seen by Jiang Zong.
What's more, his eyes were burning with passion, which made her even more embarrassed.
At the same time, she also wanted to complain, why was the bathtub installed at the end of the floor-to-ceiling window, just for the 270-degree view?
There is not even a door near the bathtub, it is directly connected to the living room. Isn’t the big boss afraid that his family members will see him taking a bath?
"Get up, Yingying."
Without saying anything, Jiang Zongye reached down with his two big hands, grabbed her upper arms, and pulled her out of the water like an eagle holding a chick.
"Um..."
Qiao Ruoying screamed and steadied her legs in the bathtub. Her body tightened as a large bathrobe came down and wrapped around her shoulders. She quickly stretched the two ends of the bathrobe with her fingers and wrapped it around herself steadily.
Jiang Zongye held her through a bathrobe and sat down on a rattan woven chair. He held her in his arms like a child and took a clean bath towel to wipe the water droplets on her skin.
Jiang Zongye's embrace was large and warm. When she was held like this by him, she felt like a child, a baby.
When she was a child, her favorite thing was to wrap herself in a big bathrobe after taking a bath and wipe off the water droplets on her head, face and body bit by bit.
Now, Jiang Zongye held her in his arms, making her feel like a baby, wrapped in a swaddle, full of security.
For a moment, Qiao Ruoying was a little dazed.
Who would have thought that in this life, the first person who wrapped her in a bath towel like a swaddling cloth was her mother, Ms. Qiao, and the second was Jiang Zongye.
The first time she saw him, she felt that they would never meet again in their lives.
She buried her face in his arms, greedily sniffing the fragrance on his body. The citrus scent of the shower gel was refreshing and bright, and it was soft with the cold and gloomy fir scent on his body.
"How come you finished your gym time so quickly today?" She grabbed the hem of his gym clothes with her fingers.
"Hurry up! I did one more set of push-ups." Jiang Zong was also silent, wiping the water droplets on her knees with a bath towel.
I did an extra set of push-ups because I had hot pot today and the food was high in calories, so naturally I had to increase my exercise.
Her knees were pink, as if smeared with rouge, reminding him that at the end of the incident, her skin would turn pink because of him, like clouds and mist.
"Your clothes are wet."
The water droplets in her hair dripped onto his gun-gray PE suit, leaving dark marks.
Jiang Zongye put his lips close to her ear, and his hot voice burned her ear.
"It doesn't matter. I'll take it off later anyway."
“…”
Sounds urgent?
At this moment, the water droplets on her body were wiped clean. Qiao Ruoying raised her beautiful chin towards the hanging board and said, "Give me the pajamas."
"No need to wear it. You'll have to take it off again. It's redundant."
“…”
Qiao Ruoying thought quietly, you don't have to be so anxious.
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