Back on the fifth floor, she went to Zhong Ze to repeat what Zhong Jing said and Zhong Ze was very happy.
That was the first time that she saw Zhong Ze smile.
Back in her office, Jiang Yuan began to reconsider Zhong Zeâs moodiness.
He seemed to be particularly concerned about the affirmation of Zhongjing.
He even seemed to be using Zhong Jingâs affirmation to realize his own worth. Although she made the design draft, he also used it as his credit.
Born in a big family, he is physically disabled and becomes a crippled person, he moved out of the Zhong house and lived alone outside, one can imagine the loneliness, no future and no hope, just pitiful and sad, but he still wanted to do something to prove that he still has a little bit to maintain that little bit of self-esteem.
The more Jiang Yuan thought about it, the more she felt that Zhong Ze was pitiful.
Zhong Jing also seemed to be aware of his thoughts to some extent, which was why he asked her to come back and asked her to say that to Zhong Ze .
Living in the sympathy of others, this man is more than pitiful.
ââThe love for Zhongjing grows recklessly in the dark corners, which is similar to when she secretly loved Chi Yan, but there is a big difference.
When she likd Chi Yan, it was more of admiration and appreciation.
But with Zhongjing, it is a strong desire to be possessive.
She donât know if this difference is because of the physical relationship.
For a week in a row, she didnât use that magical shampoo again and she didnât cross over to have sex with Zhongjing.
She didnât know how Zhong Jing felt but it was the first time she knew what the word âhunger and thirstâ meant.
Every night she lay in bed, thinking about encountering Zhong Jing during the day, his cold and abstinent face, the smell on his body, his tall figure, her heart burned and her body was hot, and her tender hole below would gush out water.
She wants him so badly⊠she canât stop the desire.
That night, she rolled back and forth on the bed several times holding the quilt with her legs under the blanket. Her willpower that had been tortured by desire for several days was finally disintegrated. She threw the quilt and rushed into the bathroom. She quickly wetted her hair and used the shampoo and washed her hair quickly, then closed the bathroom door and dried her hair directly in the bathroom.
The bathroom was small, and the fragrance quickly became strong, and she felt like she was on the manâs side again.
But this time it wasnât in his room. She touched the long and wide desk. She immediately understood he was still working overtime in his office at this late hour.
She walked over to the desk, touched the office chair and touched the man sitting on the chair and working at the desk.
The manâs body stiffened reflexively then relaxed again.
Jiang Yuan didnât know if there was anyone else on his side but he raised his hand and wrapped his arms around her waist so she thought that there should be none.
She boldly squeezed over and sat on his lap and cupped his face in both hands and began to kiss him.
She had been hungry for so long that a single kiss seemed to make her orgasm.
Jiang Yuan took the manâs hand to touch the softness of her chest.
She came naked for convenience.
The man was stimulated and his genitals below were hardened quickly. He didnât do it for a week so he was suffocated. He stood up and put her on the desk, kissing her and inserting a finger into her pussy.
Her little pussy was already very wet so he didnât feel that it was difficult to insert it so he added another finger and his two fingers imitated his cock and started thrusting quickly.
After a while, the woman climaxed.
Her pussy was twisting and strangling his fingers tightly as if to suck them in and eat it.
He pulled out his fingers and couldnât wait to replace it with his
cock â âMr. Zhong -â Han Qiming walked into the office at this time.
Zhong Jing grabbed a document on the table and threw it, accompanied by a loud shout: âGo away!â
Han Qiming was so frightened that he exited the office and left the top floor.
He patted his chest with his hands, feeling sorry for himself but was wondering what was going on.
Also, he looked at Mr. Zhongâs strange posture just now , could he beâ
tsk tsk, he didnât expect that a man like Mr. Zhong who was surrounded by beauties also likes to use his five fingers to solve his problems..