Chapter 40: Cloakroom Jiang Zong is just like a debt collector
The spotlights in the living room are lemon yellow, making the living room look like the afterglow of the sunset.
The sofa, sink, and coffee table were all covered in a layer of honey, which also covered her skin under the large bath towel with a layer of flowing honey.
Jiang Zong also lifted her chin with his large hand. Seeing her gloomy expression and her pair of watery lychee-shaped eyes, which were clever and cunning, he suppressed a smile and said, "Yingying, you're making things up about me again."
"Do you think I'm impatient?"
“…
Qiao Ruoying was embarrassed.
Help! This guy can read minds. From now on, she has to be more careful about the occasion when she says bad things about him in her heart.
"Look, is there anyone who seduces your boyfriend like this?" He said, and with a little force with his big hand, he turned her face towards him.
Qiao Ruoying blinked her eyelashes.
He likes to call himself "your boyfriend", as if he wants to confirm their relationship by calling himself that over and over again.
The girl's lips were as moist as if they were coated with lip gloss. His Adam's apple moved, revealing a sexy neckline. He pressed down and kissed her lips deeply, grabbing the sweetness between her lips, along with the air.
The kiss was extremely rough. His powerful long tongue went straight in, licking her plump lips, and then kept sucking and biting her clove tongue until the root of her tongue was numb.
A kiss filled with deep affection.
While kissing, his big hand had already sneaked in through the bath towel.
When she was tightly grasped, a low moan escaped from the girl's throat, clear and melodious, like the last cry of a dying swan.
He turned her around so that she was facing him, and put her ankles behind his thin and narrow legs, holding her body and lifting her up.
Qiao Ruoying was finally let go by him. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was uneven, and her frightened eyes, like a deer, were extremely beautiful.
Jiang Zong also stared at her without blinking, as if he was eating a little rabbit with his eyes. When her breathing became more even, his lips pressed up against hers again, kissing her with a strength that was a little unbearable for her.
Qiao Ruoying dodged backwards and was pressed on the back of her head by his long fingers.
She didn't do anything to make him unhappy today, so why was he so violent?
Like a rainstorm that had been brewing for a long time on a summer night, with howling winds, the storm swept through violently, destroying and crushing everything between heaven and earth, and letting everything rise into darkness.
However, deep down she was happy for the coming storm.
She liked the feeling of being dragged into the whirlpool by him, being crushed by him and then being reshaped by him.
Both of them were a little too excited.
Immediately afterwards, Qiao Ruoying's feet were lifted off the ground, and it was Jiang Zong who held her up and helped her stand up.
She was afraid of being hung in the air, and Jiang Zong had become the only branch she could hold on to at the moment, her only shelter in the storm. He was obviously the one who put her in danger, but she could only rely on him.
Every nerve is anticipating the coming storm.
"Where are you going?"
Qiao Ruoying's soft hands clung tightly to his shoulders, embedding into his thin muscles. When she realized that he was not going to the bedroom, there was a hint of panic in her voice.
"Go get something from the entrance."
She understood.
From the terrace to the entrance, there is a wall with a diamond-shaped mirror in the middle. The mirror is shining. Qiao Ruoying turned her head away. The light was too bright. She didn't dare to look in the mirror, for fear of seeing... such a gorgeous him and her in the mirror.
There was a rustling sound, and Jiang Zongye successfully took out a box of tools from the shopping bag and carried her back.
But this time, instead of going back to the bedroom, Jiang Zong also carried her to the cloakroom.
On the platinum silk wall cloth, there is a large and bright diamond mirror inlaid. The mirror surface is spotless, like a clear lake after being frozen.
He turned off the ceiling light, leaving only a circle of diamond-shaped light along the diamond mirror, which illuminated the faces of the two people exceptionally brightly, even revealing the fine hairs on their skin.
Qiao Ruoying blinked her eyelashes lightly, and when she saw herself in the mirror wrapped in a bathrobe, looking like a little mermaid, she immediately understood that Jiang Zong would not want to hold her in front of the mirror... and do that kind of thing, right?
"No, let's go back to the bedroom..." Her voice was trembling, with a hint of pleading in it.
If she were to see...such a lewd scene, she would be so embarrassed.
She just couldn't let go.
"What are you afraid of? Aren't we going to turn off the lights later?"
"don't want..."
She whispered in denial, even resistance was futile. Jiang Zong also cupped her face, stroking it with his middle finger, loving the delicate softness of her skin, and leisurely kissed her earlobe.
He ignored her resistance, lifted her under the arms, turned her over, facing the mirror with her back to him.
The man was in a good mood for the upcoming feast. His voice was low, like the sand in an hourglass, grinding against her eardrums bit by bit. He whispered, "Yingying, watch carefully later."
"Why are you shy? You look so beautiful."
After saying this, he kissed the tip of her tongue heavily. A tingling pain went from the tip of her tongue to her heart and seeped into the cracks in her bones.
Qiao Ruoying's tightly closed eyelashes opened for a moment, her eyes were out of focus and her gaze was clear.
The girl's barely audible voice was like a soft ribbon, floating lightly in the room.
Her soft and delicate skin and well-proportioned curves are clearly visible under the light.
"Turn off the lights..." She slightly avoided his thin lips that were kissing her, and tears filled her voice.
As he wished, he turned off the mirror light with a "click".
The room was plunged into a hazy darkness. The gauze curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows, which had not yet been drawn tight, brought them the bright moonlight from the clouds far away.
There was a sound of aluminum foil being torn.
"Put it on me, Yingying." His voice was low and magnetic, wrapped in a layer of mellow graininess. He lifted her soft hand and placed a thin and tough little thing in her palm.
She swallowed her shame and did as he asked.
A fluorescent green light stretched and widened, moving towards her, touching her skin along the way. Her heart trembled, and she subconsciously dodged backwards.
The contact between the two caused a series of uneven breathing. Jiang Zong's Adam's apple rolled and he whispered an order to her. "Yingying, don't hide."
...
The two of them had three sessions, from 11pm to 4am. In the middle of the session, he kindly went to the living room, brought her a bottle of Evian, and unscrewed the cap.
In front of the mirror, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and took a few sips from his hand to moisten her throat.
She looks so cute.
Jiang Zong's heart was also moved, thinking of this little cat, who was bullied by him like that and felt very wronged, but still had no choice but to call him "brother" under his "coercion and inducement".
"elder brother",
"Brother Muneya."
It seemed as if her voice, as clear as pearls, was meant to be used to call him "brother".
"Again."
Just thinking about it made him feel something again.
“…”
I want more.
Qiao Ruoying's cheeks were rosy, her hair was at her neck, and her skin was faintly visible under the bath towel, making people want to bully her.
There are still lines of fluorescent green in my mind, like when I stand on a high bridge and look down at the traffic, cars pass by quickly under the bridge, and the afterimages of the headlights are dragged out by the speed.
She didn't know that just by drinking a sip of water, she looked so pitiful and could arouse his excessive desire for abuse and his outrageous possessiveness.
The smooth surface of the diamond mirror was also imprinted with her messy fingerprints.
She had just been bullied by him so badly that she cried and cursed him, "You bully me." Her pink fingertips, stained with a little sweat, pressed on the mirror, leaving the marks.
He bullied her, so why shouldn't he let her cry a little?
Not to mention, he will continue to "bully" her later.
...
The brown alpaca carpet, which had been laid flat on the cherry wood floor without a single spot of unevenness, was now wrinkled due to the previous excitement.
When you look closely, you can see some dark spots on it, like drops of water about to be sprinkled on it.
These are not raindrops, but her...
It was too late, and Jiang Zong's eyes were full of satisfaction after a full stomach. He carried her to the bathroom reluctantly, and saw the traces of his left on her snow-white skin. He rinsed her lightly and then carried her to the sheets.
It was very late at night. She didn't even have the strength to open her eyes. She glared at him faintly and then closed her eyes and fell asleep.
She was breathing lightly, and her sleeping face was innocent and peaceful, illuminated by the small lemon-yellow light, like a crabapple blossom washed by rain and dew.
With the light of a small lamp, Jiang Zong looked at her sleeping face for a long time.
Even when asleep she looks so good.
The man felt a wave of satisfaction in his heart, and then he lay down, reaching out a big hand and holding her soft waist tightly.
As always, Qiao Ruoying slept soundly.
But in her dreams, there were still streaks of "fluorescent green", like afterimages in the hazy night, accompanied by her cat-like sobs, and the vortex swept her completely.
Jiang Zongye slept with her all night long, putting his arm around her shoulders and holding her tightly.
Qiao Ruoying felt too hot when he got close to her, so she avoided him, moving closer and closer to him.
The more she dodged Jiang Zong, the closer he got and he moved inward.
After being "pressed hard" repeatedly in her sleep, Qiao Ruoying got used to it. She just threw his long arms away and continued to sleep without even opening her eyes.
Spending the whole night in his arms with the sweet fragrance of her body, Jiang Zong also regained his baby-like sleep.
The next day, his biological clock woke him up on time. With his eyes half closed, he saw the girl's soft hair, which looked like the color of roasted chestnuts in late autumn in the golden morning light.
The man's big hand was placed right in front of her lower abdomen.
Half asleep and half awake, he stroked her belly, which was soft and smooth, like the belly of a kitten hidden under its fur, so soft that his heart melted a little.
After waking up completely, Jiang Zong realized that his entire body was turned sideways, facing Qiao Ruoying. The two of them were almost curled up, sleeping in only half of the bed. Jiang Zong couldn't help but laugh.
How did I end up sleeping next to Xiaoying?
He usually sleeps properly, but whenever he meets Qiao Ruoying, his sleeping posture becomes unruly, and he wishes he could press his chest against her back.
It seems I still need to put a pillow in the middle of the bed.
He was still at the age of full of vigor and vitality. Just by smelling her unique fragrance, he was about to raise the flag under his nightgown, ready to take off.
He thought with a smile, if he grabbed this little girl and fucked her now, wouldn't she scratch his face with her cat claws afterwards?
This kind of kitten looks fierce and aggressive, but he just likes it.
Jiang Zong also stopped his thoughts in time, got up from the bed, and prepared to take a warm shower to wake himself up.
On the inside, the girl was still sleeping soundly with a peaceful face.
He knew that she was tired because of him, so he tucked in the corners of her quilt, pulled the bedroom curtains tight, and then left the bedroom.
After finishing his workout and shower, Jiang Zong also drew back the curtains in his study, letting in the daylight, faintly illuminating his handsome features. The cool morning air, breathed into his lungs, felt exceptionally refreshing.
For him, sleep quality is more important than quantity.
He always slept especially soundly at night with Qiao Ruoying by his side, so much so that his work efficiency actually improved.
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At ten o'clock in the morning, Qiao Ruoying woke up slowly, feeling the soreness accumulated in her limbs, and a low moan escaped from her throat.
My body is limp and I have no strength at all.
She felt hungry, so after washing up and combing her hair, she went to the kitchen to find something to eat. The crab roe buns and soy milk were heating in the pot.
While she was sleeping in the morning, the florist had already replaced all the flowers in the house.
Mint tea-colored roses, hydrangeas, and small vanilla, supplemented by green anthuriums, green bells, and spring feather leaves, are arranged in a round-bellied porcelain vase in an orderly manner, as if to bring a sense of spring into this cold house.
This green is very refreshing and reminds people of willow branches just sprouting in spring.
But what Qiao Ruoying least wants to see now is green.
She had seen too much swaying green last night, why did she see green again today?
She didn't want to watch it, because once she did, a little movie would play in her mind.
A picture appeared in his mind. It was her in front of the mirror, her breath as fragrant as orchid, blurring the mirror surface. The breath was so icy that she shivered, like a snowflake falling in winter.
He even used some very touching dirty talk to scold her...
Woohoo, she felt so ashamed of being scolded, but she also enjoyed it.
Qiao Ruoying covered her eyes in embarrassment, and just wanted to ask her brain not to have such a strong associative ability, and not to associate anything green with anything!
Jiang Zongye finished a meeting, walked out of the study, pulled out a chair and sat down next to her.
Under a bouquet of refreshing mint tea-colored roses, Qiao Ruoying picked up a crab roe bun with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. Her lips were stained with a little oil, and they looked particularly tempting with their watery appearance.
He always felt that his 600-square-meter home, despite being equipped with so many multifunctional areas filled with his favorite books and his collection of fine wines, was still large and empty, as if something was missing.
Now he understood that what was missing was Qiao Ruoying.
"Have you recovered this morning?" He pulled out a chair beside her and sat down, his palm gently stroking the back of her chair.
“…”
He still has the nerve to ask!
She glared at him shyly and annoyedly.
"You acted like a debt collector last night."
She meant something.
"Then Yingying must owe me a lot of debts. Just wait and pay it back slowly." Jiang Zong also raised his sharp sword-like eyebrows.
“…”
The man rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing a neat and muscular forearm, and said seriously:
"In this regard, I didn't do the compounding of interest and interest, and I just played the game of nine out and thirteen back, which is already very good."
Nine out and thirteen back?
Qiao Ruoying gently bit the tip of the chopsticks with her pearly teeth.
She knew that this was a form of usury in ancient times, borrowing 9 and repaying 13, which was naked "compound interest exploitation".
From what Jiang Zongye said, every time she "owed" him something, he didn't charge her interest, which meant he was very kind?
He is indeed a capitalist, so cruel that he even wants to collect compound interest. Is there any justice in this world?
The big boss capitalist’s character remains unshakable.
"Then I still have debts to pay tonight?" Qiao Ruoying asked.
Jiang Zong had previously agreed with her to meet her one night a week, three times a night, but Jiang Zong was too busy and some weekends he had no time to meet her.
Qiao Ruoying didn't really count, so she had no idea whether she still owed him any times.
At the same time, she swore in her heart that from now on she would take a small notebook and write down the number of times they did it every week, so that Jiang Zong would not "default" in the future.
Judging from his restlessness, she felt that he would definitely do it more than three times a week in the future. When he was about to exceed the frequency, she would take out the little notebook and have a good talk with him.
"No tonight for now, I have an appointment in the evening. I have to check out the offline stores before Sirius 5 is officially launched." Jiang Zongye rubbed her head, with a hint of apology in his low and magnetic voice.
They are obviously boyfriend and girlfriend, but he still spends so little time with her.
Hearing that Jiang Zong also had a social engagement in the evening, Qiao Ruoying smiled secretly in her heart but did not dare to show it on her face.
Luckily, the big boss is still a workaholic. Like last night, he had practically crushed her and reshaped her again, and her bones were still soft.
She simply couldn't withstand the waves he brought.
She was glad that he was a workaholic, at least she had work to share and consume his endless energy.
She straightened her face and said, "Okay, then go ahead."
"Or," Jiang Zong also changed the subject.
"I'll leave my work and be with you?"
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The author has something to say: Xiaoying: Help me, what sins did I commit in my previous life that I have to meet a debt collector in this life.
Lao Jiang: [Sunglasses][Sunglasses] My wife is still young, and she will know the benefits of having a "debt collector" like me in the future.
In this matter, the capitalist Chiang Kai-shek will definitely exploit our Xiaoying to the fullest.
Yingbao: [bursts into tears] It’s hard to fight illegal workers
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