C16 Passion Was like Fire

Then he pulled her firmly into his arms, and the hair dryer was thrown away as if it were already a nuisance.

The attraction of the body could make two strangers have an indescribable feeling. They were both mortals. What love? What love? It didn't matter anymore. They just wanted to enjoy the moment. That was why they didn't come to the world in vain.

She froze as he pressed his lips against hers, and it was clear that this kiss was different from the last, that this time he was not as slow as he had been before.

Hsu Xiangwan almost lost her balance and fell with his strength. He suddenly turned over and pressed down on her like a fierce tiger.

As he pressed down, his tall figure was like a heavy beast. His slightly cold lips suddenly touched hers with a slightly hot breath.

He was really fierce. Hsu Xiangwan almost trembled slightly under such a wild attack.

The first time, he was as gentle as water, and the second time, he was as passionate as fire. She was in a daze and could not react in time!

When Hsu Xiangwan woke up, it was already late in the morning. She exclaimed that she could not afford to be late again, and she could not casually go back on her promise to Ms Qin.

However, there was an instinct in her mind that told her not to be in such a hurry because it was the weekend.

Because he got up too quickly, there was a buzzing sound in his head for a moment. Every part of his body, especially his waist, was extremely sore, as if it was about to fall apart. This Jiang Siye was too ruthless.

Very quickly, she shook her head, and her consciousness gradually became clear. Looking at the luxurious bedroom, she realized what crazy things she had done last night.

Under the cover of the night, they had done what they should not have done. It turned out that she was not such a conservative woman in her bones. She could indulge in love and be crazy.

However, her debauchery still made her take in a cold breath and regret.

After she put on her clothes, she wanted to sneak away. It would be better if they didn't meet again, so that they wouldn't feel embarrassed.

She looked around. It was good that Jiang Siye didn't seem to be in the room. The CEO of the company didn't have a regular day off like an employee.

At the end of the bed, there was a set of women's clothes and an exquisite bag.

The WeChat ringtone sounded. It was from Jiang Siye.

- - Are you awake? Make do with your clothes. I bought the bag and clothes together. Last time, I saw that the chain on your bag was broken, so I changed it.

What the hell, Hsu Xiangwan? What kind of man would buy her a new set of clothes when he knew her clothes were wet last night?

"Thank you. The clothes are very beautiful."

The wine-red dress made her skin look fair and feminine. The style was not exaggerated, but it made her look very elegant.

She tried it on and found that it was indeed her size. Looking at herself in the mirror, she blushed a little and then was shocked. How did he know her size?

And the bag, which was obviously expensive, and which, as the saying went, could be accepted as a reward for bathing his pet, because it was wet and not yet dry.

She went to the bathroom to find it. She wanted to go home and wash up, but she found that it had already been washed and dried. His washing machine, washing liquid, and protective liquid were all the most intelligent, the best, and the most expensive. Otherwise, it would not have dried up in such a short time.

The cloth was soft, and there was a faint fragrance. The color was still gorgeous as if it had been ironed and worn on a model.

She tried to remember if it was their maid who had washed them last night when they had slept together. It was very likely that it wasn't Jiang Siye who had washed them.

The dignified CEO rubbing a woman's dress, this scene was so cute that even a ghost wouldn't believe it.

She put on a new set of clothes and left, leaving her bag at his house.

...

There was an old saying that comparisons were odious, and goods had to be thrown away, and when I got back to my little tenement house, which I had seen halfway up the hill, I found it very small.

At night, she opened a bag of instant noodles and put it in the pot. She shouted rationally and soberly. No matter how small the house was, it was still hers. Other people's things were good, but they were still other people's. Admiration and envy were fine, but she didn't want to have any other feelings.

It was a weekend when he didn't have to work overtime. He stayed at home and comfortably finished updating two chapters of the novel.

She studied Mandarin Literature, so her writing skills were needless to say. In order to make more extra money, she would update her novel in her spare time to earn some money.

She hadn't written for the past few days, but her fans had come to urge her to update her novel. She looked at the friendly comments of her fans at the bottom of the article and sincerely replied them one by one.

After working for a few hours, she turned off the computer, rubbed the bridge of her nose, and planned to close her eyes and rest for a while.

Then she thought of something, turned on the computer, and searched for a line of words.

"The young master of Jiang's Group, Jiang Yuan, has a messy private life and almost contracted that disease. Is Jiang's Group going to be finished in the future?"

Soon, many posts appeared under this line of words. Even the website of the media company where he started his own business was filled with insults.