Marriage is long and desires are strong

Qin Xiaoye pressing elevator buttons for someone?

No one in the company, including Xiang Dong, had ever met him.

But Xiang Dong wasn't surprised. "Calm down, stay calm, don't make a fuss over nothing."

After all, there will be many more surprising things to come.

All eyes were on Jiang Wei, and she blushed instantly.

Isn't it a secret marriage? Aren't you supposed to keep your distance?

Does Qin Xiaoye have a habit of prioritizing women? How gentlemanly!

Jiang Wei was a service provider (Party B), not to mention Qin Xiaoye was purely a donor. Logically, she was already trying to curry favor with the client (Party A), so why would she ask them to press the elevator button? She was terrified.

Qin Xiaoye was very patient, turning his head to look at her.

The soft light in the elevator shone on his face, his forehead slightly damp with sweat, giving his face a luminous beauty, making him look handsome and noble.

Then Hu Jin asked Xiang Dong in a low voice, "President Qin rushed back after seeing half of the project, was it because of her?"

Xiang Dong said in a low voice, "How can you talk like that? Is President Qin the kind of person who gets lustful at first sight? Of course, it's for work."

Hu Jin responded with a half-believing, half-doubting "Oh".

Qin Xiaoye had been overseeing the landscaping project since around 5 a.m., only taking a 20-minute lunch break in between. Just when it was almost finished, he abruptly ended it and returned to the company.

Jiang Wei used her slender arm to block the elevator door: "Mr. Qin, please go first."

Qin Xiaoye chuckled softly, "Miss Jiang, please go first."

Jiang Wei bit her lip hard and stepped into the elevator under everyone's gaze.

Qin Xiaoye followed him inside and stood next to Jiang Wei.

The elevator was large, and the others followed behind, standing on the other side of the elevator.

Xiang Dong pressed the button for the 30th floor, and the elevator rumbled upwards.

Jiang Wei could feel that Qin Xiaoye's body temperature was slightly high, and he was radiating heat.

The scent of cedarwood mixed with the hormonal aroma of sweat slowly wafted around her.

His hands were slightly sweaty and damp, and when he occasionally touched Jiang Wei's hands, they were warm and hot.

Jiang Wei felt a little hot.

My heart was racing.

The air itself seemed to become soft and mushy, slippery and sticky.

Jiang Wei could smell Qin Xiaoye's scent all over her nose.

The others dared not look, keeping their heads down, muttering to themselves that something was wrong, very wrong.

The elevator doors opened with a "whoosh," and Xiang Dong slowly pressed the elevator button.

Qin Xiaoye didn't move, but took a step to the side, looked at Jiang Wei, and said with a smile, "Miss Jiang, please."

Jiang Wei's breath hitched. What was going on?

She looked up and met Qin Xiaoye's gaze. Qin Xiaoye was unhurried, with a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Wei even felt that Qin Xiaoye was teasing her by opening the elevator for her, and the more he teased her, the more fun he found it.

Qin Xiaoye didn't leave the elevator, and no one dared to go out first. Everyone stood in the elevator and waited, and no one dared to rush.

No one was in a hurry at this point.

Everyone wanted to see what was going on.

Jiang Wei bit her lip in frustration. "How old are you?" she asked as she stepped out of the elevator.

Qin Xiaoye's chuckle rang out behind her as he stepped out of the elevator.

Jiang Wei stepped out of the elevator, paused, and didn't know where to go.

Suddenly, a heavy weight settled on her shoulders as a pair of burning hands were placed on them, making her skin tremble with heat. Qin Xiaoye's scent then wafted over her.

His breath, carrying a gentle breeze, warmly touched Jiang Wei's head, its temperature fluctuating with the rhythm of his breath, sending a tingling sensation through her.

Qin Xiaoye's chest pressed close, and Jiang Wei's back was enveloped in his warm breath.

That tropical heat, carrying a sense of dryness, enveloped us from all directions, its texture almost tangible, assaulting us.

Qin Xiaoye used force to turn her body halfway around, and whispered in her ear in a low, husky voice, "This way~"

Two words made Jiang Wei's ears tingle.

Qin Xiaoye immediately removed his hand.

The invasive heat receded.

Hu Jin's mouth hung open in surprise for a long time before Xiang Dong closed it with a detached expression.

Jiang Wei walked forward, and at the very end of the corridor was a door. Passing by the president's office, several secretaries saw President Qin following behind a girl and exchanged glances.

Jiang Wei stopped outside the door. Just as she was about to turn around, Qin Xiaoye's chest pressed against her again, enveloping her like a shadow.

A hand reached out from behind Jiang Wei, pressed the doorknob, and with a "click," the door opened. You could see the veins on his forearm standing out as he slowly withdrew his hand.

Qin Xiaoye said in a low voice, "Miss Jiang, please come in."

Jiang Wei went inside.

Qin Xiaoye's office was extremely large, decorated in black, white, and gray tones.

Outside the window, the sea and sky are a vast expanse of blue.

Qin Xiaoye's voice was deep as he spoke from slightly above Jiang Wei: "I need to take care of something first. Miss Jiang, could you wait 10 minutes for me?"

Jiang Wei turned around, not expecting Qin Xiaoye to be so close, her lips brushing against his Adam's apple.

Qin Xiaoye's breath hitched, and sparks flew from his head down to his lower body.

Jiang Wei quickly took two steps back and met Qin Xiaoye's eyes: "Depending on Mr. Qin's time, I... am not in a hurry."

Qin Xiaoye raised his hand and touched his Adam's apple with his fingers, feeling a tingling sensation from the touch.

He lowered his eyes and pointed to the black sofa: "Please sit down."

He turned his head and glanced at Xiang Dong.

Xiang Dong immediately understood and arranged for Jiang Wei to have milk tea and snacks.

Jiang Wei held a cool mango milk tea in one hand, while on the coffee table were sliced ​​mango and pineapple fruit, strawberry cream cake, preserved plums, cookies, and so on.

Her gaze was fixed on Qin Xiaoye.

Qin Xiaoye, dressed in a black suit, sat behind a huge desk, surrounded by several vice presidents and department managers.

He unfolded the garden map and whispered something to them, his voice low and deep.

Qin Xiaoye's voice always reminded Jiang Wei of a spring drizzle, pattering down gently, which felt very comfortable and soothing.

When Jiang Wei had drunk half a cup of milk tea, Qin Xiaoye finished. Jiang Wei checked the time and, sure enough, it had been ten minutes.

As the group left Qin Xiaoye's office, Xiang Dong made sure to close the door behind them.

The office was filled with a heavy, silent stillness.

Qin Xiaoye's scent instantly intensified.

Jiang Wei's lips were tinged with red as she drank milk tea. Qin Xiaoye's gaze swept over her lips, paused, and then he unbuttoned two buttons on his black shirt, instantly transforming into a wild and untamed figure.

He took off his black suit jacket and tossed it onto the sofa, then said to Jiang Wei, "Come on, I'll take you to see some angles we can use for public service announcements."

Jiang Wei hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Mr. Qin, are you feeling unwell?"

Qin Xiaoye's handsome face visibly paused, his eyes deepening. He walked up to Jiang Wei, bent down, looked directly at her, and asked with a smile, "What if it doesn't go well?"

His hot breath sprayed onto Jiang Wei's face.

But he carefully kept his distance, afraid of putting pressure on Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei asked softly, "Aren't you feeling bad?"

Qin Xiaoye's voice was low and hoarse: "Between your suffering and my suffering, I would still choose to suffer, otherwise I would suffer even more."

Their breaths mingled together, intertwining like lingering silk threads.

Jiang Wei tilted her head back, her fair face radiant, appearing even more pristine against the black sofa. She whispered, "Mr. Qin..."

Qin Xiaoye: "Hmm?"

Jiang Wei: "I'm going to give you a forceful kiss!"

After she finished speaking, she reached out and put her arm around Qin Xiaoye's neck, applying a slight pressure.

At the same time, her lips met his, pressing against Qin Xiaoye's lips and forcefully prying them apart.