Seeing those beautiful legs slowly opening in front of him,
Jiang Cheng roared inwardly.
This movement and expression gave Jiang Cheng a sense of familiarity.
No, Girl, are you filming a movie?
It's already like this, and you're still not proactively sitting on me.
Is she waiting for him to grab her ankles?
Then she would take the chance to struggle, and he would roughly flip her to the ground?
A forceful suppression?
One can only say, Girl, you're still too young.
Imagination is beautiful, but reality is impossible.
"You don't mean you're selling body lotion, do you? Rose-scented—do you think it suits me?"
The rhythm of Zhu Yan's legs was suddenly interrupted by Jiang Cheng's words.
She widened her eyes and stared straight at Jiang Cheng.
A strong urge surged in her heart to immediately throw this bottle of body lotion hard at Jiang Cheng's face,
To tell him that this beauty isn't playing anymore,
And then turn around and leave without looking back.
However, just as her hand was about to rise, her movement suddenly paused.
The look of righteousness in Jiang Cheng's eyes made her start to re-examine him.
The unwillingness in her eyes instantly turned into another kind of surprise.
Could Jiang Cheng be one of those pure 'little puppy' types?
Once this thought arose, Zhu Yan's mind began to wander and fill in the blanks.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible.
Don't typical Second-generation rich guys sleep with one and dump one?
But Jiang Cheng bought houses for so many women and treated them well; this didn't fit the style of a Second-generation rich guy at all.
This isn't right, is it?
Isn't this a bit too pure?
She knew Jiang Cheng wasn't short of money.
But normally, a wealthy young man like him should be like Wang Congcong, finding one and dumping one.
Even her own uncle, Xu Lei, changed female assistants one after another,
Not to mention her philandering father, whose mistresses outside were too many to count.
Although he would give money, she never heard her mom mention him buying houses or cars.
Comparing them like this, Zhu Yan couldn't help but feel that Jiang Cheng was simply too pure.
But then again, what bad intentions could he have toward women at his age?
If it were any other man, she would have been stripped and eaten clean long ago; how could he still be sitting there staring at the body lotion in her hand?
Thinking this, a slight curve appeared at the corner of Zhu Yan's mouth.
Those long legs moved quickly as she walked to the spot next to Jiang Cheng.
Then, without hesitation, she sat down close to Jiang Cheng, their bodies having almost no gap between them.
As she sat down, she even gently pulled down the collar of her clothes.
With the collar moving down, her exquisite collarbones were faintly visible.
Seeing Jiang Cheng's expression become a bit dazed,
Zhu Yan secretly rejoiced in her heart.
She was originally a bit shy, but now that feeling had long been replaced by joy.
Putting on the appearance of a caring older sister, she asked, "Do I look like a bank salesperson?"
In close contact, the faint, Tiantian scent of perfume on Zhu Yan's body was like a clear spring, slowly flowing into Jiang Cheng's nose.
Seeing Jiang Cheng finally focus his attention on her,
A mysterious sense of satisfaction rose in Zhu Yan's heart.
See, as long as she was a bit more proactive,
Taking him down wasn't that difficult.
Seeing Jiang Cheng sizing her up over and over again,
Zhu Yan said, "The weather in Kyoto is so dry. I can't quite reach my back. Look, I didn't sleep well last night. Can you help me?"
Just as Zhu Yan was feeling a bit smug that Jiang Cheng was about to take the bait,
Jiang Cheng unromantically took the body lotion from her hand.
He said indifferently, "No way, is your flexibility that bad? So stiff that you can't even reach your back?"
These words once again crushed the confidence Zhu Yan had just built up.
What do you mean 'no way'?
What's with this disdainful tone?
One second he was looking at her with lustful eyes,
Then he becomes so disdainful just because she asked him to apply body lotion.
Please, it's the back he's applying it to!
She bit her teeth in anger and suddenly turned around, facing away from Jiang Cheng.
Then, she crossed her hands, grabbed the hem of her clothes, and without hesitation, pulled the clothes off with force.
As the clothes slipped off, Zhu Yan's smooth, white back was revealed without reservation before Jiang Cheng's eyes.
Although it was just a back, the curves of that back were like a fine painting.
The lines were smooth and natural, paired with skin as white as mutton-fat jade.
Even for someone like Jiang Cheng, who had experienced countless storms and seen all kinds of beauties,
Seeing this scene, his breath couldn't help but hitch, and his breathing instantly became chaotic for several seconds, as if torn apart.
Zhu Yan waited for a while. Seeing that Jiang Cheng behind her made no move, she couldn't help but turn her head in confusion and complained shyly, "Hurry up and help me apply it~"
This shy complaint was like the song of an oriole leaving a valley, crisp and pleasant, with a hint of irresistible charm.
Damn!
This appearance made Jiang Cheng somewhat want to say, "Benefactress, please respect yourself."
He silently opened the body lotion's cap, squeezed some out, and poured it onto his hand.
Although it was just a back, when his hand touched that silky smooth skin,
For some reason, Jiang Cheng's hand seemed to have a mind of its own and subconsciously activated a hand skill.
He started rubbing and kneading around Zhu Yan's shoulder blades.
This sudden action caught Zhu Yan off guard.
Her body trembled slightly, and a soft moan involuntarily escaped her throat.
Having never experienced the two-point skill, she didn't understand at all what Jiang Cheng was doing.
She just felt that Jiang Cheng's massage felt a bit like a back treatment.
Zhu Yan couldn't help but exclaim, "Young Master Jiang, I really didn't expect you to have this skill. This back massage technique is simply too professional!"
Resisting the urge to unfasten the bra covering her breasts, Jiang Cheng subconsciously slapped her rounded buttocks.
Two crisp 'clap clap' sounds were particularly abrupt in the quiet room.
Zhu Yan's body suddenly stiffened, and her muscles, which had been somewhat relaxed, instantly tensed up.
A blush instantly spread across her cheeks.
This was the first time someone had slapped her buttocks like this!
In the past, when she watched TV dramas, she always felt that having one's buttocks slapped was a very lewd thing.
But after experiencing it personally, why did she feel it wasn't?
On the contrary, she actually felt an unprecedented sense of ambiguity and excitement.
"Alright, leave once it's applied. Don't dawdle here; I'm going to sleep."
Hearing this, Zhu Yan's body, which had been leaning against the sofa armrest, suddenly turned around as if triggered by a spring.
Her face was full of disbelief, her large eyes wide and staring straight at Jiang Cheng as if trying to see through him, asking unwillingly, "Do you think I'm not pretty?"
When Zhu Yan got excited, her chest was a sea of surging waves.
Especially when she took deep breaths in anger, the scene made one unable to help but look a few more times.
"You're pretty."