Chapter 63 Touch as you please
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Zaoyi walked out of the newspaper office with the crowd. Someone's car was already parked on the side of the road.
She pretended not to see it, walked past the front of the car in her sneakers, took a few steps forward, and waited for a taxi.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Assistant Shao thought Miss Lin hadn't noticed, so he rolled down the window and stuck half his head out, "Miss Lin."
The great-aunt gave a polite but distant smile.
"..."
He turned his head back and went to the back row. "Mr. Tan, Miss Lin..."
Unable to think of a better way to put it, I simply said, "It seems you don't want to get on the bus."
Tan Zhaojing's gaze remained fixed on the documents, his voice steady, "Drive the car over there."
As the car slowly approached, Lin Zaoyi subconsciously took two steps back. The rear window rolled down, revealing the man's handsome profile in the rosy light.
He glanced at me indifferently. "You mean you want me to take a taxi with you?"
He answered himself, "Okay."
As he spoke, he was about to open the car door.
Lin Zaoyi reacted quickly, pressing against the doorknob and returning the words she had spoken at noon verbatim: "If I said don't flatter yourself, will you give me the cold shoulder?"
Tan Zhaojing smiled slightly, "No, I have a good temper."
Lin Zaoyi glanced at him and said, "I have a better temper."
Someone smiled faintly, "Since it's so nice, can I get in the car?"
She gave a light snort, "Fine."
During rush hour, Yu Long's car was also stuck in traffic, with Zhao Qingqing in the passenger seat. Just now, in that fleeting moment, she seemed to have seen Lin Zaoyi get into that luxury car.
Tong Yulong pointed to, "Lin Zaoyi's rich second-generation boyfriend's car."
As she spoke, her gaze remained fixed on him, scrutinizing his expression without blinking.
A dark glint flashed in Yu Long's eyes. So what if he's a rich kid?
He simply couldn't believe that a college graduate would willingly become a caged bird.
Unless Lin Zaoyi is willing to be kept as a pet, she will only beg him for mercy!
The car moved forward with the flow of traffic; it was noisy outside, but quiet inside.
After driving for a while, Lin Zaoyi turned her head to look at the man beside her, "Brother Zhaojing, have you applied the medicine?"
He opened the armrest box, hooked out a medicine bag with his index finger, and said, "Can you help me out?"
"..."
She wanted to say it wasn't appropriate, but felt it was being overly dramatic; her relationship with Tan Zhaojing had long been ambiguous.
The man turned his back, revealing his well-defined back muscles.
The wound was slightly better than last night, but only slightly, and she gently wiped it with a cotton swab.
The cotton, soaked with liquid, brought a cold and stinging sensation when it landed on the wound, causing his shoulder to tremble involuntarily.
The fluctuation was so small, almost imperceptible, but she still noticed it.
He moved even softer and softer, breathing heavily as he did so.
Tan Zhaojing's eyes curved slightly at the corners, showing that he still had a conscience after all.
After applying the medicine, Lin Zaoyi wrapped the cotton swab in a tissue. "I'll put on my clothes later."
Try not to look at him.
Sexual desire is something that is sometimes hard to control, especially when you have such a great figure.
He was caught red-handed while stealing a glance again. He smiled slightly and said, "Touch me if you want."
"..."
She won't admit it.
"What are you touching? Get away."
As soon as he finished speaking, the barrier rose up.
This Assistant Shao... really is something else.
She felt a warmth on the back of her hand as the man grasped it and placed it directly on his abdomen, speaking seriously, "Give me your feedback after you're done touching me."
Some strange and obscure facts have been added.
She was taken aback. "What evaluation?"
"Feel evaluation".
"..."
He was completely at ease, while her heart was pounding uncontrollably. The tips of her ears, hidden under her hair, felt incredibly hot. She pretended to be calm and gently tapped his abdomen.
He reluctantly replied, "It's just so-so."
After saying that, he withdrew his hand.
But he caught her halfway through, saying, "Not careful enough, do it again."
This time, he didn't let go; his palm firmly held her hand.
Feeling the different temperatures on the palms and backs of my hands, my heart went mad no matter which side I touched.
"And now?" He drew closer, his hand tracing the back of her neck, stroking it lightly.
It was like teasing, yet also like an unintentional touch.
Lin Zaoyi shrank back and whispered, "It's fine."
The man seemed satisfied with the compliment, releasing her hand, bending her neck, and speaking in a seductive tone in her ear, "Want to do it every day?"
Upon hearing this, she raised her head, and her eyes met his smiling yet tender gaze.
In those few seconds, she heard her own heartbeat, sinking deeper and deeper as if out of control.
Fortunately, a phone call pulled her back to reality. It was a colleague calling, who had finally assigned her some work so she wouldn't have to be so busy.
No need to guess, it was Yu Long's doing.
This kind of garbage will eventually be collected by Heaven.
The medicine was almost dry. Tan Zhaojing, with a calm expression, buttoned his shirt and glanced at her a few times. "How's work lately?"
Not very good.
Lin Zaoyi answered slowly, "It's alright."
All Tan Zhaojing heard was reluctance. "Is your sharp tongue only meant for me?"
What a big hat!
Lin Zaoyi denied it, saying, "No way, I respect you very much."
He would only occasionally say a few sarcastic remarks.
"Zaoyi," Tan Zhaojing called to her.
She turned her head.
The man in front of her had gentle eyes. "With me, you can be willful. Even if you're wrong, I'll cover for you."
My nose is sore.
She mumbled an "okay."
Tan Zhaojing coaxed, "Anyone want to file a complaint?"
After hesitating for half a second, the girl said, "I can handle this myself for now. If I can't, then I'll come to you, okay?"
It has to work out, even if it doesn't work.
It was already quite difficult to get her to agree.
Tan Zhaojing opened the storage compartment, took out a thick stack of documents and handed them over. Lin Zaoyi glanced at them and saw that the top one was a book of CFA exam materials.
She was slightly surprised, "You know?"
He hummed in agreement. "You noticed it when you moved that day."
Lin Zaoyi flipped through the pages; it was a bound project proposal. "They wanted me to see if I could analyze it independently."
The man nodded.
She asked in a small voice, "What if I don't know how?"
He chuckled softly, "With me here, are you afraid I won't know how?"
These words made her heart clench.
Tan Zhaojing said in a gentle, low voice, "Zaoyi, when you reach that level, you can be a financial reporter, but you'll be more than just a financial reporter."
Just that one sentence brought tears to her eyes. He raised his hand and pressed it against the corner of her eye. "Promising."
"Mind your own business," Lin Zaoyi muttered, her fingers unconsciously picking at the pages of the book, before gently smoothing them out with her fingertips.
He tilted his head back, resting his chin on the spine of the book, and said, "You're so capable, did you get your CFA certification?"
He said, "Whether I get it or not, it won't affect my current standing."
"..."
I really hate it.
He rolled his eyes at him.
Tan Zhaojing raised the corner of his lips slightly and touched her face lightly with the tip of his nose. "Your mood changes really quickly."
It wasn't their first time being intimate, but the tingling sensation was still intense. She shrank back slightly, saying, "Don't get so close, or I'll start to doubt your intentions."
He asked knowingly, "What's the purpose?"
Pack.
Tan Zhaojing's lips twitched almost imperceptibly for a moment, his expression completely undisguised. He reached out and ruffled her hair, saying, "Don't keep your thoughts to yourself."
puff--
The girl couldn't hold back and burst out laughing, her delicate eye bags radiating brilliance.
He was infected, and the corners of his eyes curved into a shallow arc.
Thinking about where we were going later, I had to remind her, "Don't drink too much with Meng Jinxi."
Lin Zaoyi didn't say anything, but puffed out her cheeks.
He poked at me with his finger, "Say it with your mouth."
His words were also hasty, just a simple "Oh".
Tan Zhaojing: "..."
A sigh of helplessness escaped his lips, tinged with a hint of indulgence.
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