Chapter 6 I Want to Sleep in Your Bed
Jin Huainian ignored her and continued to flip through the documents in his hand.
Han Siti frowned, looking displeased. She reached out and pulled his arm, spread her legs, and fell easily into his arms.
Ignoring the driver in front and Assistant Xu in the passenger seat.
"Why are you ignoring me?" Han Siti hugged his neck and still acted coquettishly.
The documents fell to the side.
Jin Huainian patted her lower back as a warning, signaling her to get down on her own accord.
Han Siti hugged him tighter, and her voice became softer and sweeter.
"No, I'm so sleepy. I didn't sleep well on the plane."
Even others can't stand his crying, making a fuss and threatening to commit suicide.
Jin Huainian held her slender waist lightly. She had gained some weight recently and seemed a little heavier.
He considered it for a moment and didn't say anything.
Han Siti raised her head from his arms, her eyes clear and bright. The man's handsome face was so close to her that she couldn't help but lean over.
The next second, her lips were covered by the other person's extremely beautiful hand.
The girl's face was powdered, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and when she was about to act coquettishly and throw a tantrum, her cell phone rang.
The phone was in the back pocket of her pants. She leaned on the man's shoulders and raised her lips: "Help me take the phone."
Han Siti wore a pair of flared jeans that hugged her leg lines, showing off her body proportions.
Jin Huainian was not someone who could restrain himself on the moral high ground. His eyes darkened instantly, and his palms were placed on her waistline, moving slowly. Every inch was like skin touching skin, and the two of them looked at each other inexplicably.
The former raised an eyebrow, while the latter snuggled back into his arms with a smile.
It's tacitly understood.
She picked up her phone and saw that the friend she added yesterday had just sent her a note.
Wen Mu.
She smiled and replied, "Han Siti, just call me Secretary Han~"
Wen Mu: [I heard from Grandma Huai Nian that he went on a business trip. Did you go with him?]
Han Siti rubbed the man's chin: [Yeah.]
After replying, Jin Huainian took her phone away and said in a steady voice, "Whose secretary are you? Are you here to chat with me at work?"
Han Siti snorted, looking reasonable: "Chatting with your fiancée, is that considered work? If you calculate it, you still have to pay me an extra salary!"
Jin Huainian looked at her leisurely, his dark eyes reflecting the girl's face.
"Smooth talk."
Han Siti's shining eyes were hazily covered with a layer of mist.
He stroked the other person's rolling Adam's apple with his fingertips, asking for a hint of cuteness: "So, do you like it?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Special Assistant Xu in the front row could not help but glance at the rearview mirror. The girl was sitting softly on Mr. Jin's lap, with charming eyes and a good voice.
He never thought that Mr. Jin, who was always strict with himself, would like this model.
When we arrived at the hotel entrance, before we even got out of the car, the manager who had been waiting there came to greet us.
Han Siti stood behind him, keeping the proper distance for a secretary.
Jin Huainian lived in the presidential suite on the top floor. Han Siti looked around and took a small step to the sofa. The coffee table was spotless and the cups were neatly arranged.
The manager hunched his body slightly, and rubbed his clasped hands nervously, as if a string was stretched tight.
He waved his hand, signaling the people to leave, and the manager was obviously relieved.
Han Siti touched the edge of the bed and made a tone of voice with some hint.
"Mr. Jin, this bed is really big. Wouldn't it be scary to sleep alone?" She said, twirling her hair with her fingers and leaning towards the man: "I'm happy to share the burden with you."
Special Assistant Xu was frightened by Han Siti's outrageous words.
Jin Huainian's expression remained calm. He ignored what she said and said, "Go out."
Han Siti was eager to lie down on the bed and rest right now. He quickly responded and went to his room.
I had just laid down in bed for a while when the doorbell rang.
She was very sure that it wasn't Jin Huainian, so she turned over listlessly and didn't get up.
He just asked, "Who is it?"
It seemed that the sound insulation was too good, and the person outside didn't hear it and continued to ring the doorbell.
Han Siti frowned and went over to open the door very reluctantly.
A burst of fragrance hit me in the face. Two uniformed staff members were outside the door pushing a small food cart with smiles on their faces, a very standard arc.
It was exactly the same as what she often practiced in front of the mirror.
"Excuse me, Miss Han. This is lunch prepared for you. Is it convenient for you to come in?"
Han Siti glanced at it and nodded.
The staff put the lunch box on the table without disturbing us.
After dinner, she climbed into bed again and woke up in the evening.
She was a little dazed and dizzy in her sleep. She opened the window a little, and the cold wind blew in, blowing away her originally vague emotions.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
After taking a shower, Han Siti took out her pajamas from her suitcase and put them on. She blew her hair dry, letting it hang smooth and fluffy in front of her chest.
Behind the wrist and ear, velvet petals penetrate the skin, with a non-aggressive perfume scent, fresh and lazy, like a night with night watches, very seductive.
There were few people on the upper floors of the hotel. She walked into the royal elevator with a room card in her hand. The magnetic disc in the elevator scanned the room card, and with a beep, the door closed and the elevator rose steadily.
There was a knock on the brown door with gold trim.
Soon, the door opened a crack, and the man's slender shadow wrapped her tightly, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.
Han Siti smiled, bent down, and slipped under his arm, her eyes as cunning as a kitten's.
"Mr. Jin, I can't sleep." She deliberately spoke in a coquettish tone.
Jin Huainian looked down at him from above, trapping him in a tight corner. "Can't sleep? I see you can sleep quite well at work, don't you?"
Han Siti blinked her sparkling eyes: "I didn't expect Mr. Jin to care about me so much."
She has been thick-skinned in front of Jin Huainian for a long time.
"Okay, go to bed." Jin Huainian patted her buttocks and said lazily, "Don't make me wake you up when you have to go to work tomorrow morning."
Han Siti hooked her arm around his neck and said unreasonably, "I want to sleep in your bed."
Jin Huainian picked her up and walked into the inner room. The air was filled with the scent of her white peach.
Han Siti wrapped herself in the quilt and didn't look like she wanted to sleep at all.
The room was dark, and only a ray of moonlight could be seen through the window.
She turned around, her voice loud in the room: "I'm hungry."
Jin Huainian was a light sleeper and was woken up by her words.
He frowned and reached out to turn on the light.
"I'll have someone bring it up."
Jin Huainian pinched her chin, feeling depressed. Did he raise a ancestor?
Not long after, the doorbell rang and Han Siti jumped up.
Jin Huaian, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his eyes and said in a heavy tone, "Put on your clothes."
Han Siti just stuck to him for a while, unbuttoned a few buttons of her pajamas, and her chest was full of suggestive kiss marks, exuding a boundless spring scene.
She quickly buttoned it and opened the door.
A tall woman caught his eye. The other person was stunned when he saw her, but quickly composed himself.
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