Wen Zhaoye looked at her with a light smile, and as she blinked, pretending to be serious, he suddenly pulled her onto his lap.
He used one hand to lift the hem of her T-shirt, which was tucked into her waistband, and his palm caressed her inch by inch upwards, his hot breath close to her earlobe:
"Do something fun."
His voice was soft and alluring, and Wen Jiaojiao was a little confused, but she insisted, "So, who's the one with the bigger addiction? This time it wasn't me who took the initiative."
Wen Zhaoye raised an eyebrow slightly, his voice carrying a hint of sexy panting as he said, "I've gotten a little addicted."
As his palm touched her back, a jolt of electricity shot through Wen Jiaojiao's spine. She turned her head away from him, but a suppressed smile appeared on her beautiful face.
He's so flirtatious! Seriously, who can resist a handsome guy who's deliberately trying to seduce them?
Wen Zhaoye didn't move, his gaze, filled with tender affection, resting on her face. When she turned her head again...
Suddenly, their lips touched lightly, their breaths mingling and filling their lungs, and they could clearly see the tiny reflections of each other in their eyes.
Wen Zhaoye's breath was deep and hot, pressing down on her lips, his touch filled with passionate caresses and nibbling.
After a long while, Wen Jiaojiao's tongue was too weak to catch the saliva he was passing over, and silver threads kept overflowing from the corners of their joined lips, a scene that was both filthy and extremely beautiful.
Wen Zhaoye, breathing heavily, pulled away and stood up, helping the bright and beautiful girl, whose head was still groggy:
"Go home now."
Before Wen Jiaojiao could react, he had already led her back home. With a "bang," the bedroom door was closed, plunging the already dark room back into darkness.
The next second, Wen Zhaoye took off his shirt, his tall and strong figure pulling her into his arms, the scent of his masculine hormones surging into her nostrils.
Wen Jiaojiao was forcefully pressed against the cold window, her clothes completely removed. Her eyes were filled with desire, and her rosy face pressed against his chest as she breathed softly.
Outside the small villa, dark gray curtains swayed rhythmically in the second-floor window.
Inside the factory, Wang Minmin returned after finishing her meal and saw the still empty seats. She couldn't help but speak up:
Where is that woman?
"I don't know. The boss took him out and he hasn't come back. He's probably eating out."
Wang Minmin, while making clothes, said unhappily:
"Tell me what the boss sees in her? I never noticed before that she was so irresponsible. It's one thing to take her around during work hours, but the real problem is that if we're not there, our whole team will miss out on bonuses."
Zhang Xiaofang had some family matters to attend to, which is why she's only reporting in now. Her family has arranged a partner for her, and knowing the gap between her and Wen Zhaoye, she doesn't dare to even think about it anymore. She spoke up in support of him:
"They're getting married soon. If you keep talking about Jiaojiao like this, you might lose your job."
"I was just saying that, but the point is she could have just not done it. She took one of our spots and isn't even working hard. Doesn't that mean our whole group won't get our bonuses?"
Another group said, "That's all you've got. She's going to be the boss's wife, and even the boss has to fawn over her. If you just flatter her a little or mention her, do you think she'll treat you badly at the end of the month? Don't just make trouble for no reason."
Wang Minmin said sarcastically, "I got to where I am today through my own abilities. Who wants to fawn over her?"
On the other side, Wen Jiaojiao lay on the bed, her jade-like face flushed, her eyes shimmering with allure as she turned to one side, stray hairs clinging to her sweaty, fragrant neck.
The man on top of her had a dazed look on his face, and his breath came out in a low, heavy pant. Suddenly, he stopped moving and paused for a full three seconds before lazily lying on top of her.
Wen Jiaojiao's lips parted slightly, her breath coming in soft, fragrant gasps, her beautiful face radiating exhaustion.
Wen Zhaoye rolled over and lay on his side beside her, raising his hand to cover her soft, full breasts under the thin blanket, and gently pressed his forehead against her hot face, saying:
"Honey, I couldn't resist leaving a mark on your neck just now. You should rest at home for the next few days and don't go to work."
Wen Jiaojiao lazily lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, her voice slightly hoarse as she said:
"I suspect you did this on purpose."
Wen Zhaoye fiddled with his hands, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and said, "Yeah, it was on purpose. I didn't want you to be too tired. From now on, you can either work in my office to calculate your salary, or stay at home and go shopping when you have nothing to do."
Wen Jiaojiao wouldn't forget her purpose just because of the allure of a gentle embrace; she resolutely said, "No."
Wen Zhaoye couldn't do anything about it, so he stopped dwelling on it. He grabbed some clothes from the side, put them on, and said:
"Honey, are you hungry? I'll go buy some food."
Wen Jiaojiao: "Just bring some from the factory, we'll eat like this from now on, no need to hire a nanny."
Otherwise, if there are other people in the family, they will definitely find out about what happened between us before we got married, and if that gets out, it will cause a lot of trouble.”
Wen Zhaoye, dressed neatly, sat on the edge of the bed: "I know I can't hire a live-in nanny right now, so I only plan to find someone who comes every day to clean the room, cook meals, and then goes home."
I'll put another blanket in the next room later; no one will know. Anyway, we're getting married in a few months, then we can sleep together openly.
Why were you in such a rush? I wasn't ready, and you just pounced on me. Don't you know men who've just lost their virginity are easily impulsive? And now you're trying to be sneaky."
Wen Jiaojiao felt a herd of grass mud horses running through her mind, but she could only grit her teeth and say, "You keep touching me randomly, and then you want to take a bath together. Who knew you didn't have any such intentions? Don't try to get away with this and act innocent."
Wen Zhaoye lay back down on the bed, reaching for his favorite spot, and said, "I was just worried that if I was around you every day, you wouldn't be able to hold back. I was thinking of other ways to satisfy your cravings, but who knew you'd be so direct."
Wen Jiaojiao felt so ashamed she wanted to punch him, but she forced back her anger and said:
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