Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 377 Gentle Big Sister, Energetic Sweet Girl

Jiang Qing slightly raised her eyes, admiring Jing Tian's face so close to hers.

The delicate fragrance emanating from her mingled with the aroma of hot tea, silently permeating the study and entering his nostrils.

Her face was extremely beautiful, and her clothes made him unable to look away.

Jing Tian, ​​standing before me, wore a blue floral cheongsam. The fabric perfectly accentuated her voluptuous figure. Her long hair was loosely tied up at the back of her head and secured with an antique black wooden hairpin. A few strands of hair fell smoothly beside her ears, adding a touch of classical charm to her already outstanding features.

The stand-up collar of the cheongsam fit snugly against her neck, but the fabric undulated slightly with her breath, revealing a subtle yet stunningly beautiful figure with her full bust, slender waist, and rounded hips.

Her makeup was simple, but her mature charm and well-fitting clothes made her appear both dignified and unconsciously sexy.

At first, they only touched gently, like a feather brushing against you.

Jiang Qing responded to her, his hand naturally caressing her soft waist beneath her cheongsam.

Jing Tian gave a soft hum, wrapped her arms around his neck, and their breaths gradually mingled, becoming warm and rapid.

The study was so quiet that only their increasingly heavy breathing and the soft rustling of their clothes could be heard.

Jiang Qing tightened his grip on her waist slightly, helping her to stand up, and then gently pressed her against the edge of the large desk.

Several documents were inadvertently pushed aside slightly.

Jing Tian rested her lower back against the edge of the table, tilted her head slightly, and a charming blush quietly spread across her cheeks.

During the brief pause, she turned her head and spoke out in a disordered voice, offering a reminder.

"Jiang Qing...it's almost dinnertime..."

Jiang Qing lingered on her fair neck, where the skin was smooth and her pulse was pounding rapidly.

His voice came out muffled.

"No rush, let's eat first."

These words were so blunt that Jing Tian's ears burned. While she felt shy, an even stronger tide surged in her heart.

Looking into his eyes, which were so close to hers, she, as an older sister who was a few years her senior, always indulged him without reservation.

She gently bit her lip, her eyes as soft as spring water, and finally complied with his wishes, nodding slightly and pressing her body closer to him, letting him lead her.

Time slips away silently.

Nearly two hours later, the study door was finally opened again.

Jiang Qing was the first to walk out, her expression one of contentment and languor, looking refreshed and invigorated. She went straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

After a while, Jing Tian followed and came out.

Her cheongsam had been meticulously rearranged, with each button carefully fastened back in place. Only the lingering blush on her cheeks and her eyes, more radiant than usual, subtly revealed the allure she had just experienced.

She walked in a slightly hurried manner, not even bothering to speak to Jiang Qing in the kitchen, before quickly heading towards the bathroom in the bedroom, desperately needing to wash away the stickiness from her body.

When she came out again, she had changed into a comfortable knitted dress, her hair was still wet and draped over her shoulders, and her face had regained its usual gentle and quiet demeanor.

A simple meal of three dishes and a soup was already laid out on the table, steaming hot.

Jiang Qing was standing by the table, smiling and watching her, clearly waiting for her to join him.

"Sit down and eat."

Jing Tian said softly, and naturally walked to Jiang Qing's side. After pressing him to sit down, she first served him a bowl of steaming pork rib soup.

"Have some soup first."

She sat down next to him, and her eyes often fell on him during the meal. When she saw which dish he liked, she would use serving chopsticks to put more of it into his bowl, her movements skillful and natural.

"You eat too, don't just focus on me."

Jiang Qing looked at her with a smile.

"I'm happy just watching you eat."

Jing Tian smiled gently, lowered her head and ate the food in her bowl in small bites, her posture elegant.

Halfway through the meal, Jing Tian glanced at the wall clock; it was nearly eight o'clock in the evening.

As if suddenly remembering something, she put down her chopsticks, got up, and walked towards the living room.

"I almost forgot, there's going to be an update tonight."

As she spoke, she picked up the remote and turned on the huge LCD TV in the living room, skillfully switching to the Pants video interface.

"This is Dr. Jiang's masterpiece, so we must watch it on time."

The TV screen lights up, playing an introductory commercial.

After finishing her task, Jing Tian walked back to the dining table, but instead of sitting down immediately, she leaned against the table, smiling at Jiang Qing with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

"honestly."

She tilted her head slightly, her eyebrows and eyes curving upwards.

"Looking at you now, it's really hard to imagine how you were able to portray Li Xun's rebellious and prickly personality so vividly in the drama. It's like you're a completely different person."

Jiang Qing put down her chopsticks, picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth, looked up at her, and a meaningful smile flashed in her eyes.

"Oh? Is it really that hard to imagine? Are you sure?"

He deliberately slowed his speech, his gaze lingering on her with a hint of something.

Jing Tian was taken aback for a moment, then immediately realized what he meant.

Just now in the study, his domineering and forceful demeanor was somewhat similar to Li Dao's aggressive nature on screen.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but glare at him reproachfully.

That one glance, filled with shyness, annoyance, and a myriad of charms, revealed a mature woman's allure intertwined with a girlish shyness, making Jiang Qing's heart skip a beat, and some thoughts that had just subsided began to stir again.

He suddenly reached out, grasped her wrist which was resting on the table, and gently pulled it.

Caught off guard, Jing Tian let out a soft cry and was pulled into his arms.

"Jiang Qing, you...stop it..."

Jing Tian glanced at the TV subconsciously; episode 19 was already underway.

She gently pushed against his chest with her hand, her voice carrying a hint of pleading.

"The show is about to start... and I just finished eating..."

Having been together for so long, she knew very well what Jiang Qing wanted to do now.

But they had only been intimate for a short time, and they were being a little too indulgent.

"We can watch the replay of the show later."

Jiang Qing wrapped his arms around her voluptuous waist, holding her firmly in his embrace. He lowered his head and approached her flushed earlobe, his breath warm.

"As for the food... I didn't eat enough just now."

He slowly moved closer to her face, this time targeting her slightly parted, red lips, still glossy with the moisture from the soup.

"Hmm..."

Jing Tian's protest was shut down.

She struggled symbolically for a moment, but quickly softened under his strong yet gentle advances.

She could never truly refuse him. By the time everything calmed down again, the first episode was nearing its end.

Jing Tian, ​​her face flushed like a peach blossom, straightened her wrinkled clothes, her eyes moist, and her breath unsteady as she urged Jiang Qing on.

"Hurry up and help me pack, I really have to go..."

The two quickly and efficiently cleared the table, put the dishes in the dishwasher, and wiped the table clean, as if nothing had happened.

Standing in the entryway, Jing Tian put her coat back on and tied her scarf.

Jiang Qing picked up the car keys.

"I'll take you down."

Jing Tian did not refuse and nodded gently.

In the elevator, she leaned slightly against Jiang Qing, their fingers intertwined, neither of them speaking, enjoying this brief, tender, and quiet moment.

After delivering the RV, which was already waiting in the underground garage, Jing Tian turned around, straightened Jiang Qing's collar (which wasn't actually messy), and gently gave him some instructions.

"I'll stop here. It's cold down there, you should go back quickly. Tonight, ... be careful on your way to the airport."

Feeling her tenderness, Jiang Qing was moved and embraced her again, this time in a brief but intimate hug.

He lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her hair.

"Okay, let me know when you get home."

"Ah."

Jing Tian nodded gently in his arms, her voice tender.

"gone."

She opened the car door, got into the back seat, waved to him through the window, and still had that gentle smile on her face until the car slowly drove away before turning back.

Jiang Qing stood there watching the car drive away until its taillights disappeared before turning around and going into the building.

At 11 p.m., the international arrivals hall of Beijing Capital International Airport was still bustling with people.

Tian Xiwei practically skipped out of the station exit, pushing her luggage cart.

She wore a beige short down jacket over a green plaid shirt, paired with tight black jeans and warm-looking brown snow boots. A blue baseball cap covered her head, and two thick, black braids slid out from under the brim, hanging over her shoulders and swinging with her movements. Even with a mask on, revealing only her large, round eyes, her youthful energy still drew the attention of many passersby.

Her large eyes, like searchlights, eagerly scanned the crowd waiting to greet people at the airport.

Soon, his gaze paused, precisely locking onto a figure.

"Jiang Qing!"

She cheered and, forgetting all about the luggage cart, ran over like a happy little bird and plunged into the open arms that were waiting for her.

Jiang Qing was knocked back half a step by her, then smiled and hugged her tightly, feeling the girl's vibrant energy in his arms, his eyes under the brim of his hat crinkling.

"Run slowly, don't be afraid of falling."

He spoke reproachfully, gently stroking the long hair behind her head.

"Hehe, I'm so happy to see you!"

Tian Xiwei lifted her head from his embrace, her big eyes under the brim of her hat smiling into two crescent moons.

"Are you waiting forever?"

"Fortunately."

Jiang Qing let go of her and naturally took the luggage cart she had thrown down.

"Let's go, park the car underground."

"Get it!"

Tian Xiwei immediately clung to him again, tightly hugging one of his arms, practically hanging on him, chattering incessantly as they walked.

"Hey, let me tell you, we had to do so many takes for the last scene today, the director was almost furious... but we finally finished filming! I can't wait a second longer, I'm flying over to see you right away! Did you miss me?"

Her voice was clear and crisp, with a strong Chongqing accent, crackling like popping beans, full of cheerful energy.

Zhou Zhengkai had already parked the car smoothly in the garage.

Seeing them approach, he silently got out of the car, helped Jiang Qing put Tian Xiwei's suitcase into the trunk, then quickly returned to the driver's seat, raised the partition, and left the back seat space entirely for them.

The car quickly disappeared into the night, heading towards the Lijing Villa.

As soon as Tian Xiwei arrived home, she was stunned by the spacious and luxurious interior of the villa as soon as she stepped into the entrance hall.

Although I was already shocked when I first saw its appearance.

"My God! Jiang Qing, you are a truly wicked capitalist!"

She shouted exaggeratedly, her eyes wide open, and impatiently kicked off her snow boots, running around on the clean floor in her socks, looking around.

"This house is so big and beautiful! It's even more luxurious than the ones on TV!"

Jiang Qing smiled and placed her luggage in the corner.

"Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat?"

"Okay? Then I won't be polite! Airplane food is awful!"

Tian Xiwei responded excitedly, then frowned and complained.

Seeing him put down his luggage and straighten up, she immediately ran over and once again crashed into his arms like a small cannonball.

Jiang Qing had anticipated this, so he opened his arms and caught her steadily, lifting her off the ground and spinning her around a little.

Tian Xiwei giggled, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and her long legs wrapped around his waist, hanging on him like a koala, and began to act coquettishly.

"I miss you so much, Jiang Qing~ Do you miss me? You have to say yes! Otherwise I'll get angry!"

She swayed her body, rubbing her head against his neck, tilting her baseball cap askew, and her two braids brushed against his cheeks, bringing a ticklish sensation.

"Think about it."

Jiang Qing held her up, his tone full of doting yet helpless laughter.

"Get down quickly, it's sinking."

"No way! I'm not getting down! I'm very light!"

Tian Xiwei acted spoiled and hugged him even tighter.

"Carry me upstairs! I want to see the rooms upstairs! Hurry up, you capitalist, you sugar daddy!"

"Aren't you hungry anymore?"

"Let me take a look first, okay?"

She called out sweetly, spouting all sorts of words, her big eyes sparkling with a sly light, certain that he would give in to her.

Jiang Qing had no choice but to carry the large pendant up the stairs step by step.

Tian Xiwei hugged him contentedly, and kept telling him funny stories from the film crew along the way, her laughter like silver bells filling the entire stairwell.

At this moment, she had already forgotten about her drama premiering tonight, and only wanted to spend quality time with the person in front of her.

All those shows, like "Qingqing's Daily Life" and "Ignite Me, Warm You," were thrown aside.

(End of this chapter)