Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Have you forgotten the fire you started...
Yan Jiu's kiss had no technique at all. He rushed into Chen Yuchu's teeth and licked the tip of his tongue, imitating what he had done before.
Chen Yuchu lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Jiu. His deep brows held a rare warmth, and his suit shrouded him in a noble bearing. He indulged her immature movements, like a mature and steady teacher, and his body language revealed his support for her.
Her arms were wrapped around his neck, stroking the back of his neck, and her mouth and nose were filled with the strong hormonal smell of Chen Yuchu.
The heat on his face continued to rise, his porcelain-like cheeks became more and more bright and charming, and his pupils reflected a shimmering light. Yan Jiu's eyelashes slightly raised, and seeing that Chen Yuchu was still calm and composed, he suddenly didn't want to be a good student anymore and wanted to leave.
As soon as Chen Yuchu noticed Yan Jiu's action, his calm eyebrows moved, and he used his broad palm to block her retreat.
He suddenly grabbed the tip of her pink tongue that was about to escape, and held her in his mouth, stirring their breath, letting her completely carry his taste, and their saliva merged into one.
It was Yan Jiu who took the initiative, but he responded to her with an even stronger rainstorm, using everything he had to irrigate the land so that his flowers would grow in the land.
A large hand pressed firmly against her waist, and Yan Jiu sat on his lap, wrapped tightly around her. She was gradually losing her breath from the kiss, and her radiant fingers gripped his suit jacket, creating a wrinkle.
A soft laugh escaped from Chen Yuchu's throat, giving her room to breathe. He listened to her low moans, felt the scorching heat and light floral scent of her breath, and his lips lingered on hers, not going deep but grinding against her, refusing to let go.
Yan Jiu felt her face getting hot. Her heartbeat did not stop at all, but became more violent.
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she twisted her body, trying to break free from Chen Yuchu's restraints and breathe slowly.
The control behind her did not disappear, but instead went up along her spine and stopped at the back of her neck. A deep and magnetic voice came from above her head, "If you move again, I can't guarantee..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Jiu instantly understood what he meant.
A vigorous and uplifting force surged up along her tailbone, burning her skin, flowing into her blood and making it boil.
A tingling sensation spread throughout his body. Yan Jiu uncontrollably grabbed Chen Yuchu's suit jacket again, not caring what the custom-made suit would look like in the end. He muttered a refusal, "No."
Yan Jiu's last words were full of charm, but he repeated again: "No, Chen Yuchu."
She rose and hovered in the air because of Chen Yuchu's words. Her whole body was broken and then restored to wholeness. She felt uncomfortable and ashamed, eager and afraid. She lowered her eyes and stared at the red fingertips in front of her. She didn't know what other words she could say, as if only this could dispel the power brought by this sentence.
A lingering atmosphere filled the car.
His slender finger bones pinched her delicate chin and lifted it slightly, as if he wanted to take her in tightly. His dark eyes wanted to swallow her whole, and their gazes were glued in the air.
Chen Yuchu held her chin, raised his eyebrows, and then suddenly lowered them. His palm rubbed the back of her neck, gently and irresistibly asking her to look at him, to see the desire in his eyes, his impatience, and the unclear emotions.
His lips gently pressed against hers, wrapped in a strong heat, but he was in no hurry to pry them apart. After several seconds, he released the hand that was holding her. His magnetic voice caressed the texture of gravel in the confined space, "We're here."
Yan Jiu then raised her slightly red eyelids and looked out with her sparkling eyes. Not far away was her pottery shop.
Her wet red lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but her eyes fell on his cold, handsome face, but she only said: "Goodbye."
"goodbye."
A faint but clear voice came from inside the car.
Yan Jiu didn't dare to look back. His scent lingered on her body, and at the moment the door closed, she saw the rising tide under his calm face.
She didn't dare to think about the ebb and flow of the tide.
It was she who caused the accident, and how was he going to solve it in the end.
"Small wine boss!"
Yan Jiu was thinking when she heard a sudden sound behind her. The next second, she was gently patted on the shoulder.
Her heart, which had been rising in the air, suddenly shrank. She pursed her wet lips, a momentary look of awkwardness on her beautiful face. "You're walking so fast."
"Boss, your car speed is about the same as our walking speed. Isn't that weird?"
"Boss Xiaojiu, you are so thin-skinned that you blushed all of a sudden. I shouldn't have joked with you."
Yan Jiu's voice suddenly became hoarse, and she felt a little guilty. She didn't blush because of what they said, but the heat on her face had not subsided since she got in the car.
Fortunately, they didn't hold on to her.
"Then please ask Manager Siyu to tell us what she has been talking about with her head down all the way here."
Zhang Siyu heard her name, looked up suddenly, and murmured, "We're here."
She was so absorbed in the conversation that she didn't even hear what they said.
Someone chuckled, and laughter was contagious, so Yan Jiu laughed along with them.
It also dispelled the unknown worries in her heart for a moment.
These girls were not bad-hearted. Seeing Zhang Siyu's shy look, they stopped teasing her. Instead, they began to remind her to be careful about finding out the other person's background.
"A software tester? Did he tell me which company he works for? Does anyone know someone who could help me find out about his family background and past relationships?"
When the conversation got serious, the shyness on Zhang Siyu's face faded a little. Although she was temporarily bewitched by the other party's appearance, she also knew that what everyone said made sense. She said seriously: "He said he is from Qingyu Group."
"Qingyu Group?!"
Someone exclaimed, "Isn't that the company where the boss's husband works?"
Zhang Siyu also sighed, "The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple."
Yan Jiu hadn't mentioned where Chen Yuchu worked, so she thought they might have misunderstood something. However, facing so many eager looks, Qingyan still showed a gentle smile on her face, "I'll find out."
"yeah!"
"The owner of the little wine shop is so nice! He made a heart-shaped latte art for your coffee!"
Yan Jiu walked into the studio, picked up his phone, and watched the screen light up and go out.
Until Zhang Siyu came in with coffee and said, "I put it aside."
Seeing her hesitant look, Yan Jiu curled his lips slightly, saying mischievously, "Don't worry, I'll definitely ask you about his family situation, promotion opportunities, IQ, EQ, and past love history."
"Oh, you've become a bad guy, little wine shop owner."
Watching her walk out, Yan Jiu's eyes fell on the chat box on the lit screen and he sent a message to Chen Yuchu.
Yan Jiu: [Are you there? Can you help me find someone? His name is Chu Yu, and he works as a software tester in your company.]
This matter was trivial to Chen Yuchu, and he most likely handed it off to his secretary. Yan Jiu also had Gao Zhou's contact information, but he didn't contact Gao Zhou. Instead, he hesitated for a long time before contacting Chen Yuchu.
Yan Jiu herself didn't understand at first, but after the message was sent out, she became a little certain. Maybe she just wanted to know how Chen Yuchu was doing now.
But he never responded.
A few minutes later, the phone vibrated.
It’s Chen Yuchu.
"Yanjiu, have you forgotten the fire you started?"
His voice was a little different from usual. Yan Jiu swallowed and instantly became mute. She shouldn't have gotten into Chen Yuchu's car, nor should she have kissed him. She didn't know if the fire she had started could be extinguished on its own.
I'm afraid not.
"sorry."
Hearing the sincere apology from the other end of the phone, Chen Yuchu's chest rose and fell, and he let out a light laugh.
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. If he didn't have his own elevator, he would probably be on the front page of a magazine.
In the private room of the office, his black trousers were thrown on the floor, his shirt was wrinkled, and the blue veins faintly visible under the shirt were bulging frighteningly. There was no other words on the other end of the phone except for that apology. He frowned and said, "Yan Jiu?"
"Ah," a startled voice exclaimed, and then a timid voice said, "I'm here."
She really didn't know what else she could do besides apologize.
Chen Yuchu's deep black eyes were burning with flames. His slender finger bones touched the shirt buttons and pulled them away roughly. He said, "Call my name."
There is an irresistible power in the hoarse voice.
Yan Jiu blinked her long eyelashes, not quite understanding what Chen Yuchu meant, but still obediently called out, "Chen Yuchu."
As soon as she finished speaking, her clear eyes flickered and her breathing became hot.
For a moment, I couldn't tell where I was, whether I was in the pottery shop's studio, in Chen Yuchu's car, or in their room.
His woody scent still lingered on her body, which had been dissipated a lot by the wind outside, but it still lingered in her nostrils.
Yan Jiu's face flushed instantly. When she heard the suppressed breathing from the other end of the phone, she suddenly felt as if he was right next to her, holding her tightly and kissing her like a storm.
"Yanjiu, continue."
The suppressed low voice seemed to be right next to her ear, calling her name over and over again. Yan Jiu and her neck were soaked in pink. His voice hit her heart heavily, making her sink with him.
She gradually felt the atmosphere in the room becoming cramped, like a storm sweeping through, making her hot and stuffy. Her heart was pounding, and she began to repeat his name over and over again.
There was an obscure light flashing in Chen Yuchu's deep eyes, and Yan Jiu's sweet and sticky voice made the quenched flame even hotter. Sweat rolled down from his sharp Adam's apple and disappeared along the well-defined muscle lines.
Even he felt that the temperature under his palm was too hot, and a bitter smile flashed across his deep eyes. Why was it that since they got married, he had to solve all the problems by himself all the time?
Yan Jiu suddenly heard a knock on the door, and her dark almond-shaped eyes trembled like plump grapes. She was startled and too guilty to dare to look back, for fear that the other party would see her rouge-red cheeks.
"Boss, I want to take a leave this afternoon. Is that okay?"
A hoarse voice on the other end of the phone whispered her name. Yan Jiu was confused by the voices on both sides and couldn't tell which employee wanted to take leave. She tried her best to keep her voice calm and said, "Sure."
After the door closed, Yan Jiu let out a nervous breath, and an incredible thought came to his mind.
Why didn't she and Chen Yuchu just find a hotel?
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