Well, it feels very good, smooth and greasy.
Zhou Yan subconsciously pulled it out, which was very elastic.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Lianyi hid to the side as if she was electrocuted, and looked at Zhou Yan warily.
"Well, boss, you are so beautiful, I couldn't hold it back for a moment." Zhou Yan chuckled.
"If you can't bear it anymore, we will terminate the agreement." Jiang Lianyi's voice was a little cold.
"Don't worry, boss, I will hold back next time." Zhou Yan promised seriously.
After all, President Jiang looks quite cute when he gets angry.
"I hope you will do what you say... give in." Jiang Lianyi stood up.
"Where to go?" Zhou Yan was stunned.
"Go wash your hands." Jiang Lianyi's tone was no longer as polite as before.
Zhou Yan also stood up: "I'm with you."
Jiang Lianyi frowned slightly: "Don't follow me."
"I have to wash my hands before eating." Zhou Yan said helplessly.
"Um."
Jiang Lianyi saw her little hand being held by Zhou Yan and wanted to break away: "Why are you holding me?"
"Let's get a feel for it first, so don't reveal your secret when the time comes." Zhou Yan said shamelessly, holding Jiang Lianyi's little hand and not letting go.
"Um."
Arrived at the sink.
Jiang Lianyi said to Zhou Yan angrily: "You can let go now."
"Wait a minute, I just found the feeling."
Zhou Yan pulled Jiang Lianyi to the sink, squeezed out a squeeze of hand sanitizer, and applied it to Jiang Lianyi's white hands.
It has to be said that President Jiang's jade hands are well maintained. They are like a piece of art. They are beautiful and delicate, especially the neat pink and white nails, which really poke Zhou Yan's little heart.
Zhou Yan's movements were very gentle. He first covered his jade hands with the warm water, and then rubbed them gently. Although Jiang Lianyi wanted to break away, strangely, she still let Zhou Yan hold her hands and wash her hands.
"The other one."
Zhou Yan put down his pink and clean little hand and took Jiang Lianyi's other little hand.
Jiang Lianyi frowned slightly: "Don't push yourself too far."
"Then wash it yourself."
Zhou Yan smiled, dried his hands in front of the dryer, turned around and left.
Jiang Lianyi glanced at Zhou Yan's leaving figure, and then looked at the other little hand that had not been washed. She didn't know why, but she always felt empty somewhere. She squeezed out the hand sanitizer, rubbed it gently, and then put it on Washed in the running water.
However, it always feels a bit worse, as if it is not as comfortable as Zhou Yan's washing.
Jiang Lianli looked at herself in the mirror and subconsciously reached out to touch the place where Zhou Yan had pinched just now.
It seems that no one has pinched her face like this since she was a child. She doesn't like to be touched by others, but it is strange. Being held by Zhou Yan and having her face pinched by Zhou Yan, although Jiang Lianyi felt a little angry at being frivolous, but And somehow it felt a little funny.
This feeling is weird.
Jiang Lianyi reached out and pinched her cheek, then pulled it out. Looking at the strange look in the mirror, Jiang Lianyi chuckled.
Quite interesting.
...
"Excuse me, sir."
Two waitresses came next to me, each carrying a plate full of food.
They came to Zhou Yan, put the plates on the table, and then took out the plates of snacks.
"The steak will be here soon, please wait a moment." A waitress said with a smile.
"good."
When Zhou Yan saw Jiang Lianyi coming over, he sat down directly and shamelessly pointed to the place where he had just been sitting: "Boss, sit here."
Jiang Lianyi rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan and sat directly opposite Zhou Yan.
"Honey...oh no, boss, why don't you eat some fries first?" Zhou Yan moved a plate of fries over.
Jiang Lianyi's bright eyes looked at Zhou Yan, "What did you just say?"
"Boss?" Zhou Yan selectively forgot.
The wife in the previous life was easy to say, but Zhou Yan said it directly, which was a bit exposed.
"That's not it."
Jiang Lianyi shook her head. Zhou Yan was trying different ways to take advantage of him. Jiang Lianyi felt that she could no longer accommodate him.
"Wife."
Zhou Yan shouted again, his black and white eyes were extremely clear, and he looked at Jiang Lianyi intently.
"you..."
Jiang Lianyi looked at Zhou Yan. For some reason, the words she wanted to scold couldn't come out. Jiang Lianyi actually had some illusions, as if it was completely natural for Zhou Yan to call his wife.
When Zhou Yan and Zhou Yan met Yang Chao before, Zhou Yan also said it very naturally. At that time, Jiang Lianyi had a feeling, as if Zhou Yan was really her husband and her man.
Jiang Lianyi looked at Zhou Yan and said out of nowhere: "Can you say it again?"
"Sorry, I really couldn't help it just now, but I won't do it again, boss."
Zhou Yan said with a smile that he always felt that President Jiang was tricking him, so he would not fall for this trick. Well, from now on, he would only call Xiao Lier his wife. Zhou Yan would always feel a sense of guilt towards Xiao Lier when he called President Jiang. , no, no, no.
"I'll let you say it again."
Jiang Lianyi said directly. After saying that, she felt a little regretful. Somehow, she could say such shameful words.
Will Zhou Yan say it again?
Jiang Lianyi wanted to listen again and find out what that strange feeling was like.
Zhou Yan looked at President Jiang and sneered in his heart, thinking of tricking him.
So he said with a very sincere attitude: "Boss, I was wrong. I will never shout again."
"You..." Jiang Lianyi wanted to say something, but couldn't. She picked up a French fries in front of her and ate it with some depression.
I seem to have forgotten the dipping sauce. The fries without ketchup are not delicious.
Jiang Lianli needs to be dipped in some tomato sauce.
"Boss, please dip it in some ketchup." Zhou Yan pointed to the ketchup on the plate next to the French fries snack plate and said.
"I don't like ketchup."
Jiang Lianli said, taking a bite of the fries that were not dipped in ketchup, they were a bit unpalatable.
Zhou Yan looked at Jiang Lianyi eating French fries with her pretty eyebrows furrowed and smiled playfully.
President Jiang's favorite thing to eat is ketchup, and when eating steak, President Jiang also likes both black pepper sauce and ketchup. At this time, it's so against his will. It depends on how long you can endure it.
"Well, this ketchup is really good."
Zhou Yan picked up a fries and wrapped it in ketchup. Two-thirds of the fries were covered in ketchup, then stuffed it into his mouth and ate it happily.
Jiang Lianyi took a deep breath, picked up another fries, looked at the ketchup, and finally put it down.
"Why don't you eat, boss?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"It's not delicious." Jiang Lianyi said directly and put the fries back on the plate.
"Is it because you didn't dip it in ketchup?" Zhou Yan directly picked up the fries, wrapped it in ketchup, and brought it to Jiang Lianli's mouth.
"Boss, give it a try. The fries dipped in ketchup are delicious." Zhou Yan said with a smile.
Jiang Lianli looked at the French fries in front of her. She wanted to open her mouth and eat it, but in the end she couldn't save her face. "If you don't want to eat it, take it away."
"If you don't want to eat, I will." Zhou Yan curled his lips, but against his will, he directly stuffed the fries into his mouth.
I have to say that the fries in this Western restaurant are really good, especially after dipping them in ketchup and eating them in one bite, they taste really good.
"Sir and Madam, your steak is ready." A waitress came over, carrying a plate with two steaks.
On the plate, there are four exquisite small cups, two cups of tomato sauce and two cups of black pepper sauce.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
