As she spoke, Chen Jiaxue seemed to act with intent, gently brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
Her gaze inadvertently met Jiang Cheng's, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint, enigmatic smile.
At the same time, her hands were placed seemingly at random near the pearl-embroidered neckline of her outfit.
The slightly open collar revealed a glimpse of fair skin, exuding a subtle sense of sexiness.
Seeing Chen Xueer making suggestive movements,
A look of contempt quickly rose in Zhao Yihan's eyes.
When it came to comparing 'chests,' she had never lost.
Most importantly, hers were all-natural.
Zhao Yihan felt secretly proud; meanwhile, she quietly straightened her back, making her uniform look even more crisp.
With this movement, Jiang Cheng's gaze was instantly drawn to Zhao Yihan.
There was no helping it; her face wasn't bad, and more importantly, she was 'big'... the temptation of these two points is hardwired into a man's genes.
It might be superficial, but that's just how it is.
If a busty girl with a hot body were to jump a few times in front of a group of guys,
How many guys do you think wouldn't look?
The vast majority would definitely stare without blinking.
As for the small portion of 'closet perverts,' while they might feign restraint on the surface, they absolutely wouldn't be able to resist stealing a glance with their peripheral vision.
The remaining few who truly have no thoughts about it are probably the type who suffer from impotence.
If someone went to the extreme and couldn't help but roll their eyes in disgust,
All one can say is, if you spend the night with a brother like that, protect your backside.
Standing to the side, Chen Jiaxue noticed this scene, and her expression instantly darkened.
When she saw a hint of teasing in Jiang Cheng's gaze as he looked straight at her,
The corners of her mouth seemed to lose support, pouting aggrievedly.
Watching the reactions of the two women, Jiang Cheng not only curled his lips but also shook his head.
Women... as long as there are more than two, it becomes a small battlefield.
And these battlefields are all blatantly out in the open.
But then again, as Flight Attendants on the same private jet or even in the same cabin, competition is everywhere.
Besides, Zhao Yihan's intentions were very obvious.
Wang Sheng and the other Bodyguards were already used to this kind of situation.
They nonchalantly lowered their heads and focused on their phones, as if they hadn't noticed anything unusual in their surroundings at all.
They dutifully played the role of 'air.'
Chen Jiaxue was already gnashing her teeth in hatred because Zhao Yihan had snatched the task of serving coffee earlier.
And that wasn't even the most annoying part.
What was even more detestable was that Zhao Yihan had easily outshone her in the very aspect girls care about most.
Chen Jiaxue steadied her mindset and moved closer to Jiang Cheng.
Chen Jiaxue took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her emotions.
She knew that losing her cool in this situation would only make things worse.
Having steadied herself, she moved a bit closer to Jiang Cheng.
A faint scent of perfume began to drift into Jiang Cheng's nostrils.
Seeing that she had successfully caught Jiang Cheng's attention,
Chen Jiaxue lowered her voice, her eyes shimmering with a hint of seduction.
She said suggestively, 'Young Master Jiang, long flights are inevitably tiring. If you feel any discomfort, you can go to the lounge to rest, and I'll give you a massage.'
At the mention of a massage, a glint of interest flashed in Jiang Cheng's eyes.
After working hard all night, he really did need a good massage now.
'Is it a proper massage?'
Chen Jiaxue's lips curled slightly as she gave Zhao Yihan a provocative look, then replied with a light laugh, 'Of course it's proper. I didn't just get a coffee certification; I specifically went to get a massage certification too. I know many techniques, and my control over pressure points is very precise.'
'Oh, so it's a proper one. I don't want a proper massage.'
As Jiang Cheng spoke, his gaze couldn't help but be diverted again by Zhao Yihan, who was 'accidentally' reaching toward her chest to adjust her bra strap.
The roles of Chen Jiaxue and Zhao Yihan in Jiang Cheng's heart were very clear.
They were women he'd spend money on for physical pleasure, but not for emotional attachment.
He was a scumbag, and he was open about it.
Therefore, Jiang Cheng didn't bother to guess what the two women were thinking.
His level of interest in them depended entirely on what was happening below the belt.
Before Chen Jiaxue could respond, she saw Zhao Yihan suddenly cover her mouth and giggle.
'Young Master Jiang, if you want that kind of "improper" massage, then let me serve you!' Zhao Yihan said in a flirtatious voice.
'I'm not like Jiaxue. I've never studied any massage techniques; I just massage based on feeling! Wherever you need it, wherever it feels best, that's where I'll massage. I'm very flexible!'
As she spoke, she intentionally blew a kiss to Jiang Cheng, looking absolutely enchanting.
Chen Jiaxue's heart tightened.
She had originally thought Jiang Cheng would be like last time,
Returning to the room with her without a second word,
To have a passionate 'mid-air flight.'
But now it seemed this 'mid-air exchange' might be intercepted halfway by Zhao Yihan.
Setting aside the hundred-thousand-yuan reward,
Just Jiang Cheng's addictive stamina was enough to make Chen Jiaxue miss him dearly.
After all, it had been quite a long time since she last saw him.
During this period, Chen Jiaxue had remained chaste.
It wasn't because there were no good men around her, nor because no one could catch her eye.
It was simply that after weighing the pros and cons,
She found that no man could offer better conditions than Jiang Cheng.
She wasn't willing to give up this 'big tree.'
Thus, on many lonely and difficult late nights,
She couldn't help but hide under the covers and secretly miss certain parts of Jiang Cheng's body.
She even silently felt things that shouldn't be happening to her,
Doing some shy movements with a pitter-patter.
Chen Jiaxue's longing for Jiang Cheng grew even deeper.
Just as a silent war was about to break out, Miss Qiu happened to return.
Seeing Miss Qiu's sudden appearance, the words Chen Jiaxue was about to say
Came to an abrupt halt, as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button.
After shooting a secret glare at Zhao Yihan, her flirtatious expression immediately became professional again.
'Miss Qiu, your milk tea is ready for you,' Chen Jiaxue said softly. 'This milk tea is thirty percent sugar, and I've specially designed it with layers. Look, the milk foam on top is sprinkled with edible gold leaf. Also, for dessert, I've selected macarons and small cakes for you. Please give them a try...'
At the same time, Zhao Yihan, standing nearby, also quickly snapped back to her senses and hurried back to her post.
She silently took the drinks Wang Sheng and the others had ordered off the cart.
Then she noiselessly retreated to the side.
Looking at the exquisitely arranged plates, Qiu Yihe replied with a smile.
'Thank you.'
After taking a sip, Qiu Yihe picked up a spoon nearby and stirred it.
'There are pearls in here too??'
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng took a look.
Seeing Qiu Yihe actually scoop up a spoonful of pearls and eat them,
He teased, 'Is that how Pearl Milk Tea is served? Shouldn't you stick a straw in and chug it? Using a spoon has no sense of ceremony at all.'
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jiaxue's expression instantly became a bit unnatural.
A flash of panic crossed her face.
Even though she and Jiang Cheng had already had two intimate encounters,
In reality, this kind of closeness born from a professional relationship...