Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Beauty, She is Charming and Charming

Chapter 135 Husband's White Moonlight Likes Me (35)

Jiao Yang left too hastily, and didn't hear much of his words.

Sheng Jia took the initiative to catch up again, but Zhao Tianman stopped him: "Brother, don't bother your sister and brother-in-law, they spend less time together."

Sheng Jia looked at their backs with red eyes, bit her lips, and finally sat down slowly.

After Jiaoyang got into the car, she slowly leaned towards Zhou Zixiu, caressing him with the legs that Zhou Jingyao had stroked just now, and leaned her lips little by little, kissing the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Zixiu stared at the coquettish and charming woman beside him expressionlessly, his body didn't move, he didn't react at all, but he didn't avoid it either: "Are you drunk?"

Hearing his voice, Jiao Yang stopped as if she had woken up suddenly, and looked at him with a smile, without any embarrassment on her face.

"I think I'm drunk, indeed, a little dizzy."

Zhou Zixiu nodded, and looked at her for a while: "Then sit down and calm down."

Jiao Yang couldn't help holding her face, laughed out loud, and looked at the man who couldn't even be called "incomprehensible style".

Zhou Zixiu frowned, feeling puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing, so you are the real Liu Xiahui."

Jiao Yang looked at him with a smile: "People who don't know will still suspect that you are not good enough."

After returning, Jiaoyang had a strange dream, in which a man controlled her and did all kinds of shy and shameful things.She couldn't see the man's face clearly, her eyes seemed to be unable to open, she struggled and breathed like a fish, and gradually lost her strength in the end.

In the dream, he seemed to be considering and restraining something, they didn't make it to the last step.

After waking up from the dream, Jiao Yang opened his eyes, and then turned on the lamp beside the bed. There was no one in the empty room, the sheets were all good, and the pajamas were well put on.

In an instant, a feeling of emptiness and bewilderment came from my heart.

Thinking of the scene that happened during the day, Jiaoyang angrily took off the pillow from the back of Jiang's head and threw it on the ground.

"Damn Zhou Jingyao, damn Zhou Zixiu."

Jiao Yang throws whatever she gets, just when she got the phone and was about to throw it on the ground again, she thought about it and turned on the phone.I found a phone number and dialed it, and was connected within a few seconds.

"Where are you?" A questioning tone.

Zhou Zixiu was a little puzzled, the surrounding scene was exactly the scene of the company.

"I'm at the company. I may have to work overtime today. Didn't I tell you?" It's so strange, they are just a fake couple on the surface, there is no need to tell her, but Zhou Zixiu still told her.

The specific reason, he himself is not clear.

"Okay, I see."

Jiao Yang rubbed her temples a little irritably, then hung up the phone.

Zhou Zixiu felt even more baffled, stared at the phone for a while, and then dialed a number named "Secretary Ran".

"I'm working overtime today, come here and get some coffee. Remember, add milk, not sugar."

The female voice on the other end of the phone said calmly, "Yes."

"Ran Yan" was in the same company as him, and within 5 minutes, she came in with a cup of coffee, wearing a black and white professional attire, and a hang tag belonging to the company's employees on her neck.

It's just that her professional attire not only didn't make people feel restrained, but also made people feel fresh and exciting from another angle.The already loose clothing also made her slender, like a child who has stolen an adult's clothes.

"boss."

"Ran Yan" came in with a coffee without knocking, put it down on the table in front of him in a timely manner, then sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around the man's neck.

Zhou Zixiu is a man who handles affairs rigorously and pays attention to rules, but he has no intention of blaming her for coming in without knocking. Instead, he squints his eyes and pays attention to another detail.

"Why so long."

"Ran Yan" pouts her mouth coquettishly: "It's the coffee the boss wants, of course I have to prepare it carefully before bringing it over, so as not to be scolded by you."

Zhou Zixiu didn't speak, and continued to look up, staring at her for a while.The little girl's body is now sitting on his lap, with his arms around his head and neck, and his hands are around her waist, firmly controlling her whole body in his arms.

This is the difference between Ran Yan and Sheng Jiaoyang. Ran Yan is a little utilitarian girl with little experience in the world.

As for Sheng Jiaoyang, there was always a mocking smile on his face that was incomprehensible, or a mocking expression that was moody.

Zhou Zixiu continued to stare at her, and said, "How could I blame you?"

"Ran Yan" pursed her lips, and handed over the coffee coquettishly: "Boss, the current temperature is just right for drinking, it will be cold later."

Zhou Zixiu smiled, looked at her for a while, picked it up and took a sip meaningfully, then put it down again.

During this process, she lowered her head shyly.

Zhou Zixiu pointed in that direction: "Take off your clothes and lie down there, and then don't say a word or make a sound."

"Ran Yan" froze for a moment, then nodded, obeying obediently.

She lay on the bed, waiting for Zhou Zixiu over there to swallow his last sip of coffee, and then came to her.

Zhou Zixiu was looking for the feeling he wanted, and on the other side, Jiaoyang was also looking for the feeling she wanted.

The small body is curled up against the window sill, the neck is slightly raised, still feeling that something is missing.

With trembling fingers, he found the phone and called a familiar number: "Hey, Ji Nan, can you come over?"

In such a state, Jiaoyang couldn't go to look for him anymore, so she simply boldly asked him to come directly to the house.

Ji Nan listened to the address she gave, nodded and prepared to rush over, but heard something wrong in her voice, "Jiaoyang, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm drunk." Jiao Yang said hastily and perfunctorily, then hung up the phone.

She figured it out, and saying that she was drunk was really a versatile contingency method.

Ji Nan nodded suspiciously.

When they got here, Jiao Yang followed Zhou Jingyao's experience in the afternoon, and put his hands on her lap in a similar manner.

"That's it, then come up. Well, that's it."

"Don't shout and don't talk."

At noon the next day, Jiao Yang got up from the bed and stretched.It's all over, and I feel satisfied, but I can't say where I feel dissatisfied.

She frowned, stroked her chin and thought about it carefully for a while, then angrily threw her mobile phone at Ji Nan who was still sleeping soundly next to her.

The other party rubbed his head in a daze.

"Didn't it tell you not to make a sound?"

The well-created atmosphere was completely destroyed by his voice.

(End of this chapter)