The cool, soft fingertips gently touched his muscles, sending shivers down his spine. Zhou Jingyun felt his blood rush to his head, and he almost lost his balance.
Just when he was so happy he was about to faint, he heard the little woman in front of him ask such a strange question.
Instantly, Zhou Jingyun frowned and spoke blankly:
"How much does it cost?"
Ruan Miaomiao was still recalling the place she had just touched; it was indeed as hard as in her dream.
Not noticing Zhou Jingyun's confusion, he replied without thinking:
How much does it cost to touch me once?
After saying that, he felt that his question sounded a bit like that of a seasoned brothel patron.
He added another sentence:
"This is my first time touching one, I don't know the market price!"
God knows, it would have been better if she hadn't added that sentence. Adding it made Zhou Jingyun suddenly feel like a prostitute.
A slight jealousy crept into his heart: Ruan Zhiqing knew to ask about market prices, so he must have done his research beforehand.
How could this woman be so wicked?
But, ironically, I really like it.
With patience, Zhou Jingyun mustered his courage and grabbed Ruan Miaomiao's small hand, pressing it against his lower abdomen.
He lowered his head and whispered in Ruan Miaomiao's ear in a deep, mellow voice:
"For Ruan Zhiqing, it's free!"
"oh?"
Ruan Miaomiao was overjoyed when she heard her little hand pressed against Zhou Jingyun's abs: This is practically like he's offering himself up for free!
Since that's the case, then she won't hold back.
Blushing, Ruan Miaomiao began to touch him using the same technique she had in her dream.
While touching him, he praised, "Comrade Jingyun, your methods for maintaining customer relationships are quite good."
I'm very satisfied with your figure, and I'll definitely patronize your business more often in the future.
I'll send the money for the rabbit to Aunt Cuihong tomorrow, as usual. And bring me a pheasant tomorrow night; I'm tired tonight and need some nourishment…”
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With the cold little hand placed on his abdomen, Zhou Jingyun's mind began to wander, and his breathing became somewhat rapid.
However, Ruan Miaomiao's words suddenly brought him to his senses.
What does it mean to maintain customers?
What does it mean to take good care of your own business?
What does it mean to give money to your own mother?
...
Completely bewildered, Zhou Jingyun suddenly grabbed Ruan Miaomiao's shoulders, staring blankly at her.
Just as Ruan Miaomiao was getting into the swing of things, she was suddenly interrupted. Zhou Jingyun's strong hand was gripping her tightly, and she asked nervously and anxiously:
"Comrade Jingyun, are you trying to set me up in a honey trap?"
First they said it was free, then after I got the hang of it, they suddenly wanted money?
Hearing Ruan Miaomiao's words, Zhou Jingyun could no longer suppress his jealousy, and his tone was incredibly sour:
"I didn't expect Ruan Zhiqing to know so much; he seems like someone with a lot of experience."
Ruan Miaomiao naturally sensed the sarcasm in the other person's tone, and felt even more confused:
You delivered yourself right to my door so I could take advantage of you.
You'd be a fool not to take advantage of such a good deal!
"Comrade Jingyun, I wasn't wrong. What's the reason for your sudden stop?"
"Isn't this just taking advantage of my good mood to raise the price?"
These words made Zhou Jingyun even angrier.
What has this woman been through to have such thoughts?
With his deep eyes fixed on Ruan Miaomiao, Zhou Jingyun asked with a serious expression:
"Ruan Zhiqing, what did you just say about taking care of the business and giving my mother money?"
What's going on here?
Upon hearing Zhou Jingyun's words, Ruan Miaomiao immediately realized what he meant:
"Did Aunt Cuihong never tell you when I gave her money?"
Seeing Zhou Jingyun's tacit agreement, Ruan Miaomiao instantly felt that she had guessed it: this man must have been sending her things frequently, but she had never received any money from him.
People these days are shy and embarrassed to ask for money directly, so they think of offering themselves up so they can be touched a couple of times, and then ask for money when they're in a good mood!
In an instant, Ruan Miaomiao felt that she had understood.
"Comrade Jingyun, every time you bring me something, I pay Aunt Cuihong the next day. I don't owe you anything!"
Ruan Miaomiao looked very serious, almost as if she were patting her chest to make a guarantee.
Seeing the nervous and serious look on the little woman in front of him, Zhou Jingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
But what happened next left him even more dumbfounded.
Seeing the wry smile on Zhou Jingyun's face, Ruan Miaomiao immediately added:
"Comrade Jingyun, if you feel that I touched you just now and you were taken advantage of, how about I give you an extra dollar?"
After saying that, seeing Zhou Jingyun's face grow even more gloomy and downcast, he quickly muttered something under his breath:
"Comrade Jingyun, one yuan is not a small amount; it can buy more than a pound of pork."
I only touched it a few times, don't be too greedy. In business, you have to be long-term, right...?
Looking at that little mouth that was moving up and down and chattering away, Zhou Jingyun didn't know where he got the courage, but he leaned down and kissed her directly...
"Woo~"
When someone suddenly put their mouth on hers, Ruan Miaomiao felt like she had been ripped off.
Reflexively, she raised her foot and kicked the man in the groin.
Just as Zhou Jingyun was lingering over that tender touch, he suddenly sensed danger, reluctantly leaving that delicate rosy hue, and abruptly took a few steps back.
Only then did he realize what he had done.
In particular, when he met the woman's aggrieved eyes, Zhou Jingyun felt like a sinner.
He hurriedly admitted his mistake:
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