Chapter 94 New Year's Eve "Yingying, you are so sweet."
"You're right here, why would I bother DIYing and sending beggars away?"
Jiang Zong also sneered, and his hot breath sprayed on her earlobe.
Under the dim car lights, the girl's earlobe was thin and round, with faintly visible thin purple blood vessels. He gently rubbed the tip of his tongue, and suddenly had the urge to bite it hard, rub it until blood beads appeared, and then slowly lick it off.
"If you're going to do it, do it for real." He grabbed her neck and said in a hoarse voice.
"I can't come." Qiao Ruoying shook her head lightly, ruffling her beautiful hair, and her voice was soft.
"You're taking too long. Mom will get suspicious."
“…”
Jiang Zong was speechless.
Good heavens, has his length become a flaw? It's like shooting himself in the foot.
Qiao Ruoying glanced at his slightly rolled Adam's apple, not wanting him to get suffocated.
After thinking for a moment, she simply unbuttoned her coat, revealing her beautiful and graceful curves, and said softly:
"Just like this to satisfy my craving."
Satisfy your craving, satisfy your craving, the more you satisfy it, the more you crave it.
Jiang Zong's eyes were also bloodshot, and when he traced the edge of her curves, he couldn't hold back after all.
"Um…"
In the Audi A8, which was tightly covered with anti-peep film, a girl's voice was heard, intermittent and broken, like joy and helplessness.
In front of me, the man with thick black hair was immersed in a feast, and they took turns to eat.
She was caught in a mixture of hot and cold, gently simmering, as if she had become a handful of plump snow on a pine branch in winter.
Jiang Zong also lowered his head and looked at everything in front of him, feeling very satisfied.
It was so pitiful. She was looking at him with tears in her eyes, her eyes were covered with a thin layer of tear film, and her face was flushed.
The French panties were fully pulled up, piled up at the neck, and then downwards, completely uncovered to his sight.
Qiao Ruoying looked pitiful, sobbing into his ear and begging for mercy.
"Please, brother, brother Zongye, goodbye..."
"Please, brother..."
Now she knows to beg him and calls him brother so sweetly.
"Who just said it was to satisfy your craving, huh?" Jiang Zong also returned her words.
"That's not enough to fill the gaps between our teeth."
“…”
Qiao Ruoying's eyes were distinctly black and white, and looked particularly beautiful in the dark. She thought in her heart of annoyance that it was her turn to be tricked by him again.
What made her even more uncomfortable was that she suspected that her special period had arrived, and the sticky feeling was really uncomfortable.
If Jiang Zong found out, it would be even more embarrassing. He would definitely laugh at her. As expected, Jiang Zong rolled his Adam's apple, and it really touched her skirt and pantyhose.
She whispered a refusal, but it was no use.
Jiang Zong also put his hand over her ear, his voice low and hoarse.
"Hmm? Can you show it to me?"
She couldn't resist him, so he laid her sideways on the seat, with her back leaning against the finely textured seat.
Just one glance and Jiang Zong's eyes turned redder than ever.
The sweet fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, making his heart beat faster, and his breath sprayed gently.
He sighed: "Baby, you have become like this."
It's already like this, and you still don't let him help, tut tut.
Accompanied by her sobbing-like cries, he got what he wanted and appreciated the flower scene that belonged only to him. He could never see enough and appreciate enough.
Tears welled up in the girl's eyes. Everything before her made her feel ashamed. A distorted white noise filled her ears. She felt like she was floating in the vast universe, completely weightless. As she was about to die, a strange thought popped into her mind: If Mom knew they were in the car...
Woo, I'm so shameless.
In the overlapping of shame and great lust, she came convulsively, unable to hold it back, her whole body shaking like a sieve. He held her back in his arms, and his lips touched hers. A shocking sweet fragrance spread between his teeth, and he whispered:
"Yingying, you're so sweet."
Finally, he dressed her and gently held the crying little one in his arms. Knowing that she was too shy to accept it, he comforted her softly:
"It's still early, Mom won't know, huh?"
“…”
Qiao Ruoying cried softly. The surging feeling just now had not completely passed away. It was just that it felt lingering everywhere and she could hardly walk.
Jiang Zong also wiped her tears gently with his fingertips, kissed her again, and said jokingly:
"Yingying, if you keep crying, when mom sees your red eyes, she'll know what happened."
She glared at him fiercely, but the charm in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows made it more than a glare. It was a teasing and coquettishness that she wanted to say but couldn't, which made Jiang Zong feel itchy again.
"You're weak, do you want me to carry you back?"
"If they keep hugging each other, the neighbors will see it."
In this sticky way, Jiang Zong also sent her back from the parking lot. He watched her enter the apartment building and looked up. The apartment building went up one floor at a time, and the warm yellow corridor lights turned on one by one. It was not until the lights on the seventh floor came on that he felt at ease to go back to the hotel.
The next day is New Year’s Eve.
Early in the morning, sisters Qiao Ruoying and Qiao Ruoqi were up and busy with their mother. They meticulously cleaned the house, washing the lace cover that covered the TV and turning over the sofa, even sweeping away the dust that had accumulated on its legs. Qiqi joked, "This is called cleaning up all the old dirt."
During this period, Ms. Qiao Li was opening the fruit gift box that Jiang Zongye had sent her yesterday.
Cherries, kiwis, navel oranges, red apples, blueberries, etc. were all unpacked, as were dried goods such as mushrooms, abalone, and fungus. After leaving enough for the family to celebrate the New Year, they were divided into seven or eight portions, forming a fruit basket, which was then put into a red bag, ready to be given to good neighbors, colleagues, and relatives.
She also specially called Qiao Ruoying to join her.
As the fruit baskets were passed around, everyone smiled and said, "This fruit is so exquisite and precious."
Qiao Li smiled and glanced at her daughter, then said softly, "It's a New Year's gift from Xiaoying's boyfriend. He gave us so much that we couldn't even finish it."
"Oh - I knew it, your Xiaoying is so beautiful, she will definitely marry into a good family." Relatives and colleagues all said.
“…”
Qiao Ruoying was at the center of the conversation, feeling dizzy from hearing the compliments, and suddenly realized:
Isn't this Mama helping Jiang Zong to establish a good image?
She also wanted to let her relatives and colleagues know that her boyfriend treated her very well.
This trick was very effective. After the fruit baskets and dried goods were distributed around, everyone praised Jiang Zong.
After returning from presents, they began preparing whole chickens, whole fish, steamed shrimp, and other dishes for offering to the gods and ancestors. Jiang Zongye also came over from the hotel and joined the three of them. Qiao Ruoying also worked alongside him, cleaning the light bulbs and pasting up the spring couplets. They all had New Year's Eve dinner that evening, and Jiang Zongye called Jiang Sheng and Yang Ruimin to wish them a happy new year.
While the Qiao family celebrated New Year with all the lights and decorations, Jiang Sheng and Yang Ruimin remained separated. Jiang Sheng was traveling extensively for work, while Yang Ruimin was vacationing in the Maldives with her friends. The couple had a very low regard for the New Year. Yang Ruimin carefully inquired about Jiang Zongye and the Qiao family's situation, and upon hearing that everything was going well, she felt relieved.
Although Jiang Sheng and Yang Ruimin initially disapproved of Jiang Zongye finding a girlfriend like Qiao Ruoying and insisted on marrying her home, since Jiang Zongye had made up his mind, they no longer opposed it and turned to support it.
Jiang Sheng and Yang Ruimin were both smart people. They knew that if they continued to prevent their son from marrying Qiao Ruoying, it would only further alienate them from their son.
Besides, as parents, they should support their children and let them live a good life. Why should they sow discord and cause chaos?
In the past few days, Ms. Qiao Li has been slowly getting to know Jiang Zongye in depth, and she discovered that Jiang Zongye is actually the president of Taiheng Group. She was extremely surprised that the "Sirius" series of new energy electric vehicles that are now running all over the streets of Huaxian County actually came from the company he is in charge of.
What made her even more relieved was that Jiang Zongye had real power and great autonomy and was not controlled by his parents. Even if Qiao Ruoying married him, she and Jiang Zongye would live an independent family life without interference from her parents-in-law.
On the night of New Year's Eve, Jiang Zong also stayed at the Qiao family's house. As usual, he went back to the hotel to sleep, but Ms. Qiao Li allowed him to come over early on the first day of the new year, and also reminded him to "dress something festive tomorrow." So on the morning of the first day of the new year, Jiang Zong also came to the house wearing a dark red shirt, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, and gave big red envelopes to Ms. Qiao Li and Qiao Ruoqi.
When Qiao Ruoqi felt the thickness of the red envelope, it was as thick as a brick. For the first time ever, she shouted, "Happy New Year, brother-in-law," and pointed to the door of Qiao Ruoying's room, "My sister hasn't gotten up yet."
Jiang Zong also pushed the door open and closed it behind him, revealing her pretty face from under the soft, cream-colored quilt.
He kissed her awake, but Qiao Ruoying was unhappy and kept whining until he stuffed a big red envelope into her mouth and she woke up.
Noticing that he was about to put his hand down, she quickly stopped him and said angrily, "Is your door closed?"
The door was only closed, not locked. Locking it would have been too obvious. His hands were so cold, and when he touched her neck, they chilled her. She hunched her neck like a quail and touched his palm. "Why are your hands so cold?" Not only were his hands cold, but his low, mellow voice also had a hint of nasality.
Jiang Zong didn't care, saying it was just that the quilt was not covered properly at night. The two wanted to stay together for a while, but unfortunately, "there is no time for evil intentions" because their mother and little sister were outside, so they couldn't do anything, so they quickly left the room.
Before leaving the room, Jiang Zong whispered in her ear and asked, "What are your plans for the second and third days of the New Year?" Qiao Ruoying was embarrassed. To be honest, her mother had already arranged for them to go back to her grandmother's house to visit relatives on the second and third days of the New Year. Counting on her fingers, she calculated that they would not be back until the fourth day.
"Your husband has become ill due to your tolerance. What should I do, huh?"
Jiang Zong pulled her over. She had just taken off her pajamas, revealing her jade-like arms. He pulled her over and took a light bite.
"I'll help you in the car tonight..." she whispered.
However, not only was Jiang Zong not satisfied with this, even she was not satisfied.
But because of my mother's eyes, I didn't dare to act rashly.
On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Qiao Ruoying was changing back into her grandmother's clothes while Ms. Qiao Li was setting up breakfast. There were four boiled eggs in a white porcelain bowl with a blue bottom. There was one for each of the three of them, mother and daughter, and the other one was for Jiang Zongye. At this time, Jiang Zongye called and said in a nasal voice that he had a cold and a slight fever and had just taken some antipyretics.
Ms. Qiao Li repeatedly asked about his condition and confirmed that he had taken fever-reducing medicine, but she was still worried and simply said to Qiao Ruoying: "Don't go back to your grandmother's house, stay and take care of Xiao Jiang."
Qiao Ruoying was stunned and nodded vigorously.
Sitting on the bus back to the village, looking at the endless snow-capped mountains outside the window, Ms. Qiao Li was still worried about her daughter and son-in-law.
Xiaoying must be in the hotel suite now, right? Did she make sure Jiang Zongye took his medicine on time?
I'm afraid these two children have been sticking together for a long time?
Thinking of this, Qiao Li shook her head lightly and sneered. She could see that this young couple had just reunited and they were both getting suffocated by not being able to sleep together at night.
Xiaoying would go downstairs to see Jiang Zong off every night and come back up again. Her face was flushed and her eyelashes were trembling. It was obvious that something had happened.
She has no control over the world of two young people, but she just hopes that they will take precautions and not have children too early. After all, her Xiaoying is still a baby herself.
Lotus Hotel, Penthouse Suite.
Jiang Zong had also ordered people to clean and renovate this place a long time ago; there were shiny mirrors, clean toilets, lotus seed gray blackout velvet curtains, and a full set of silk bedding, making it look brand new and comfortable.
Qiao Ruoying unlocked the door according to the code he gave her and came in. She saw Jiang Zong, also in his pajamas, standing in front of his laptop, processing emails. She thought to herself, "Why is this guy still working when he's sick?" She quickly walked over, flipped down the computer cover, and said in a fierce tone, "Is he still working?"
"Be good. You are a patient now. Go back to bed."
She stood on tiptoe and pressed her slender palm against his forehead to test it. It was as hot as a stove, so she quickly pulled him to the bed.
"I lay down for a while this morning and couldn't lie down anymore." The man said calmly.
He is a workaholic. He is not used to the fact that he has some free time during the Spring Festival. Normally, he would feel impatient if he was asked to wait for the elevator, let alone lying in bed and resting when he has a fever.
"No, you have to lie down even if you can't. You need to rest."
Jiang Zongye raised his thin eyelids and said, "It's okay if you want me to lie down. You can lie down with me."
Qiao Ruoying was "controlled" by him, and she walked over obediently and pulled out a small, thin piece of clothing from between the two pillows. When she looked closely, she found that this was the small piece of clothing he had taken from her a few days ago.
The small clothes smelled very clean, exuding the fragrance of eucalyptus laundry detergent. He had washed them long ago. Qiao Ruoying sniffed them carefully and gave him a stern look: "Did you dirty it?"
Jiang Zong also sat over, his eyes red, his lips curled up, and he admitted frankly, "Well, without it, your husband's nights would be even harder."
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The author has something to say: There is still tomorrow and there is still tomorrow [Three-colored cat head][Three-colored cat head] (After stewing yours, it’s yours) (After stewing this, it’s that) (Everything is still under my control) [Three-colored cat head][Three-colored cat head]
Today I will serve some small dishes. Even if I have a fever, I can’t stop these two from burning up. [Three-color cat head][Three-color cat head]
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