Chapter 78 Brother "Yingying, call me 'brother'."...
The girl's V-shaped collarbones were crossed, beautifully shaped and delicate, protruding from her fair and translucent skin, making her inexplicably attractive.
He knew that the skin on her collarbone was very sensitive. As long as he kissed her hard, a small red strawberry would grow between her collarbones and would not disappear for a long time.
Jiang Zong also suddenly became angry:
She has no sense of security at all. As a girl living alone, she dares to open the door to a man in her suspender nightgown?
What if the man I met was not him, what if the man standing outside the door was a strange man with malicious intentions?
"What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Zong also asked in a hoarse voice.
Under his blazing, unabashed gaze, Qiao Ruoying finally realized she was only wearing a slip dress, completely naked underneath, not even a bra. She was afraid... he'd seen everything. Instantly filled with shame and indignation, she slammed the door shut.
The door was smashed hard, causing a gust of wind. This gust of wind also rushed towards Jiang Zong. The tip of the man's nose was instantly hit by a strong gust of wind. There was also a sweet fragrance in the wind, which made people feel creepy and itchy.
He touched his nose, feeling a little helpless, but also amused: "Is it really that serious? He's kissed and touched me all over, and I'm still so shy."
However, his identity is now "ex-boyfriend".
Behind the door, Qiao Ruoying held the door handle with her slender fingers, unable to recover for a long time.
Beneath the collar of his clothes, his heart was beating rapidly, like a little bird about to break out of its shell.
Seriously, didn't Jiang Zong say he wouldn't be back until after 10 o'clock? Why did he come back so early?
When he knocked on the door, she thought it was Yuan Yuan coming down.
Ugh... She wasn't even wearing any underwear, and he caught her. Would he see her little thing? The girl took a deep breath, her clean face still covered with water droplets, like a white camellia blooming on the cliff in the morning.
She grabbed the lavender coat from the hanger and threw it over her shoulders.
The girl lowered her head until she was sure that the rabbit was completely covered by the coat and the outline and shape of the rabbit could no longer be seen. Then she turned the door handle again.
Outside the door, Jiang Zong was still standing there, his brows furrowed. The light from above his head illuminated his face, which was as gloomy as the night.
He asked again, "What's going on?"
It was obvious that he was not going to let her off for opening the door for a man in her suspender nightgown.
Qiao Ruoying blinked, pretending not to understand, and asked, "What's going on?"
In her haste, she forgot that Jiang Zong was even more shameless than her.
He stared at her with blazing eyes, like a swift cheetah staring at the ignorant little rabbit under its claws, and narrated word by word, neither hurried nor slow:
"Why would you open the door in such a sexy way wearing a suspender nightgown?"
“…”
When she heard the word "sexy", Qiao Ruoying's back stiffened and her face turned red like the maple forest. When the autumn wind blew, the whole field turned red, completely red.
Is it appropriate to discuss this topic with my ex-boyfriend?
In her opinion, it was simply beyond the limit.
Right now, she couldn't care less whether it was appropriate or not. Qiao Ruoying just wanted to change the subject quickly:
"So what? I haven't told you yet that you come knocking on a girl's door without even saying hello, humph."
She wanted to turn the tables.
The man pursed his sharp, thin lips, his beads moist, and brought the subject back on track: "Do you usually open the door like this for couriers and deliverymen?"
There was a hint of anger in his tone.
Not only was she jealous that other men would see her sexy side, like she had opened Pandora's box to them, revealing her beautiful curves;
It's more because it's too unsafe for her to do so, so unsafe that she will get hurt.
Doesn't she have any idea how much men are driven by their lower body?
"No." Qiao Ruoying glared at her.
How could he think so casually of her?
"I usually ask the delivery guys to leave the food at the door."
“…”
After hearing her say this, Jiang Zong was reluctantly satisfied.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze depicting her as if it were real. The girl had a coat draped over her shoulders, which took away a lot of her beauty, but the nightgown still tucked in her slender waist, which was barely wide enough to be held in one hand.
He looked away, his throat itching.
"Be more careful next time and don't open the door to anyone casually. What if there's a bad guy standing outside?"
He had a stern face and seriously "educated" her, feeling both angry and amused in his heart:
She is really six years younger than him.
Like a little girl.
He not only has to worry about her career development, but also whether she has the ability to protect herself. Perhaps, he should hire her a bodyguard or something...
Qiao Ruoying crossed her arms and said angrily, "I think you are the bad guy."
Her face was still hot.
Jiang Zongye, if he is not a bad guy, then what is he? Every time... he breaks her limits.
Inevitably, a few frames of a short film flashed through her mind. In the dim light, he held her ankle, lower and lower, as if reaching her stomach. She felt as if she were floating on the surface of the sea, sobbing softly, the feeling of fullness filling her from bottom to top, waves washing over her, and she cried.
Through tearful eyes, she met his scarlet eyes. He just stared at her steadily, looking down at her, like a wild beast choosing its prey.
It was like a wild beast, devouring her inch by inch.
He heard her coquettish words and his heart was moved again.
Jiang Zong didn't have time to figure out the feeling she brought to him that made his blood boil. He took out a USB flash drive from his coat pocket and handed it to her.
Qiao Ruoying's eyes lit up, and she almost forgot that Jiang Zong also came for this matter.
She stretched out her hand, trying to take the silver USB flash drive from Jiang Zongye's palm, but he retracted his fingers and closed them like a flower bud. Her fingertips pressed against the back of his fingers, but she missed.
"What are you doing?" she asked him back.
He doesn't even give things properly.
Jiang Zong also had a half-smile on his face. He had just been teasing her. As soon as he saw how cute she was, he wanted to tease her, to piss her off like a kitten with its fur standing on end, its snow-white fur puffed up, its round eyes wide open like two crystal-clear, round lakes.
How fun and cute.
He is indeed a bad guy.
"Now the bad guys are delivering documents to Yingying."
"If you don't give it to me, I won't accept it." She squinted at him, and the corners of her eyes, as if dotted with cinnabar, were filled with charm as she opened and closed them.
Jiang Zong also turned her palm over, with the white, slightly concave palm facing upwards. He placed the USB drive on it and closed her palm, his broad palm completely enveloping her slender fingers.
The texture feels delicate when it touches the skin.
The temperature between his fingers was higher than hers.
The direct physical contact made Qiao Ruoying stunned for a moment. Then, when she met Jiang Zongye's eyes, she heard him whisper:
"Good night, Yingying."
When the aluminum alloy door closed, completely separating him and her into two spaces, Qiao Ruoying couldn't help but raise her hand and touch her heart under her silk nightgown, which looked like a bird breaking out of its shell.
It was a strange feeling. When his palm held her fingers, she could feel the subtle tremors of the nerve endings in her body, like ripples on the surface of a lake.
And this tremor was because of Jiang Zongye.
How strange.
Qiao Ruoying unconsciously compared herself to Jiang Zong with other men. She and Wang Zhi had danced together so many times, their fingers touching, but she had never felt this electric sensation...
It seemed that only Jiang Zongye could completely control every switch in her body.
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next door.
With a "bang", Jiang Zong also closed the door, but the fragrance of the young girl seemed to still linger in his nose.
Has it been too long? The feeling was so strong that he was easily aroused. It was as if he was not twenty-eight, but a young man just entering his eighteenth year.
To her, he was like iron.
The image of Qiao Ruoying appeared in my mind, her eyes were wet, like black gems, her breathing was very thin, and she was panting slightly.
Just thinking of her, he immediately had a more obvious change, as if the blood from all over his body was rushing to one place, clamoring in his body, wanting to be fully released.
Jiang Zong also smiled bitterly.
Maybe it's because... I've been too close to her lately, and it's almost like I'm responding automatically, and I can't stop at all.
Jiang Zong also changed into slippers and went to the cloakroom first.
Although Yaxin Garden was his temporary residence, it was decorated very carefully. Two rows of spotlights shone straight down, reflecting the cashmere texture of the shirt behind the glass door, bright and straight.
The man frowned, as if forcing himself to endure, and dragged out the drawers one by one, searching for something. This batch of clothes had been shipped from Tianxi Huanyu, and among them were several of Qiao Ruoying's pieces.
Finally, I pulled out the innermost drawer. Its light, latticed color was brighter and softer than the other drawers. One had a bow, another had a strawberry pattern, another had a cherry pattern, and there was a stick figure of a lamb in the center...
It's her panties.
These were left there by Qiao Ruoying when she lived in Tianxi Huanyu. They were washed clean, rolled into small curls, and placed in the drawer compartments, emitting the unique lemongrass scent of detergent.
Jiang Zongye's Adam's apple rolled deeply, and the light from the spotlight outlined the arc of his Adam's apple, contracting and expanding.
He pulled out the one with the strawberry pattern on it, and gently twitched his nose, as if he could still smell the lingering fragrance.
He took Xiao Nei into the bathroom.
There was no light in the bathroom, and the light from the living room shone in, half-bright and half-dark, like the dancing light and shadow of plankton on the seabed, reflected on his handsome face.
The man's face was stained with lust, his jaw was tense, and he looked even more ferocious.
The crocodile leather belt was unbuttoned and the metal buckle tilted to one side. He didn't even have time to completely take off his trousers. He wrapped her panties around him and started to do whatever he wanted.
Strawberries rubbed against his veins, again and again. The light cast his erect figure against the matte white bathroom tiles, outlining his long fingers and the soft drooping corner of his panties. Tufts of hair, like the aerial roots of a banyan tree growing by the water, reaching into the lake.
Jiang Zong also imagined her in his mind. That little rabbit, clearly wanting her, trembled like a leaf rustling in the autumn wind. Even little rabbits can disguise themselves. He thought of her pure, flawless face, a blush spreading across his cheeks, his eyes wet as if covered by a transparent film of tears.
Just thinking about her, the feeling came quickly, and the emotions that stirred him gathered in an instant, like a volcanic eruption, about to explode suddenly.
The man frowned slightly, his dark eyes somewhat unfocused, his pupils dilated, a clear sign of imminent death.
But...something is missing.
Opposite door.
Qiao Ruoying transferred the file to Mary, ate the rice dumplings made with fermented rice wine that Yuan Yuan brought down, brushed her teeth, and prepared to go to bed.
In the cozy little bedroom.
The girl took off her bunny slippers, crossed her legs, and sat on the pale yellow bed sheet, which was printed with crisscrossing branches, as if these branches were holding her up steadily.
She picked up a rabbit-ear mug from the cabinet, tilted her head back, and gulped down the entire glass of cold water.
The ice-cold water should have been refreshing, but why did she still feel like she was on fire? Qiao Ruoying pinched the front of her dark green nightgown with her fingers, gently shaking it, as if she was pinching a dark green butterfly about to fly.
Unexpectedly, the look Jiang Zong gave her when she opened the door to get the USB drive appeared in her mind.
That look swept over her inch by inch, from her forehead to her collarbone, as if wanting to devour her.
Unconsciously, she felt as if little bugs had crawled into every part of her body, making her so itchy that she wanted to cry.
She should also learn to relieve herself.
How had Mr. Jiang taught her before? The girl placed her phone next to her pillow and lay down. The panties she had changed into today also happened to have a pattern of tiny strawberries printed on them, each one a vibrant red.
She pulled her panties down to her knees, letting them hang loosely between her round legs.
She suddenly remembered that she still had a pair of strawberry panties. The fabric was soft and comfortable, and the style and print were cute. She liked wearing them very much and washed them over and over again.
In the past, Jiang Zong also took off her skirt and saw her little strawberry panties inside, which were wrapped around her round little butt. He laughed at her and said, "You are such a little kid, wearing such childish panties."
Childish as it is, she likes it.
I think she wore that little underwear to Tianxi Huanyu, changed it, and left it there.
She had quite a few clothes there. What would Jiang Zong do with them? Would he throw them away? Or would he just let them lie quietly in the corner of his closet drawer?
Don't think about these anymore.
Qiao Ruoying's thoughts slowly cleared and sank. She planned to have a sweet dream. As for the object of her dream - when the idea of a sweet dream came to her mind, Jiang Zongye's face instantly appeared in her mind.
Jiang Zong also liked to smile with his lips curled up, a very wicked smile. When he smiled, his dark and beautiful peach blossom eyes were like the moon sinking to the seaside at night.
She just liked the way he smiled with his lips curled up.
Every time he smiled like this, it meant he was about to get naughty again and start to "trick" her. Why did she quite like his tricks?
Then there were Jiang Zongye's hands. His hands were a masterpiece, with a thin layer of muscle covering his palms and long, slender joints. When they were tense, veins appeared on the back of his hands, and the veins were clearly visible. Du Xinrong often screamed in the office, "Fuck! Mr. Jiang's hands are a masterpiece!" and would ask Qiao Ruoying, "Do you have any feelings about the big boss's hands?" Every time, Qiao Ruoying would blush and shake her head.
Actually, it feels quite good.
She slowly moved her hand down, imagining that this was Jiang Zongye's...
Unfortunately, her fingertips were too soft, lacking the rough, scraping feeling of Jiang Zongye's fingertips. Because of years of gripping fitness equipment, his fingertips and palms were covered with a thin layer of calluses. When these calluses touched her softness, she felt like she was dying.
In the dim light, the girl's eyelashes trembled like a butterfly, and her hazy and sweet face, like a canvas, had an expression of drowning.
It was still missing something. It wasn't as exciting as when she and he were video chatting and he was directing them.
Jiang Zongye, Jiang Zongye.
elder brother.
She thought of him quietly in her heart.
Just then, the phone beside her pillow rang gently. She started, her fluttering wings feeling as if grasped by a pair of hands. She opened her eyes and saw the words "Jiang Zongye" on the screen.
She hesitated for a moment, and her consciousness answered the phone before her reason.
"Hey——" Her voice trembled slightly, like a kitten caught in the rain on a rainy night, fluttering her wings a few times to shake off the water droplets on her fur.
"Yingying."
Jiang Zongye's voice was the hoarseest she had ever heard. It was like a pick gently plucking at her heartstrings, causing her to tremble deeply. The drowning feeling returned, like an uncontrollable urge to pee. The girl's dark, bright lychee eyes were now filled with glittering tears.
"Call me brother," he ordered her.
Just now, when she imagined Jiang Zongye's face and fingers, she wanted to call him brother. Now that she received his low and hoarse command, she trembled slightly and called out:
"elder brother."
"Brother Muneya."
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The author has something to say: I forgot to inform the babies last night that this chapter will be on the highway [melted] Ah Si baby's brain is not working well [melted] Things have come to this point, let's eat heartily [meal meal] The little meal is here, can the big meal be far behind [scatter flowers][glasses]
After Jiang Ge knew about Gege's existence:
Jiang Ge: You call me brother, who are you thinking of? [crackles][rolls eyes][bursts into tears]
Xiaoying: Thinking of you [helpless] After being with you, I only think of you [helpless]
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