Having said this, Chen Luo still hugged him tightly. Yang Jiaxi looked outside and saw that the door was ajar. If an employee came in, it would be awkward to be bumped into.
"Okay!" Yang Jiaxi slapped Chen Luo hard on the back and whispered, "Go and close the door first."
Chen Luo's agitated mood calmed down a lot. He relaxed his arms and turned around to close the door. When he turned around, Yang Jiaxi was already sitting on the sofa, with a strange expression on her face.
"Have you ever seen Wen Wen?" Yang Jiaxi added: "Don't lie to me, you still have a faint jasmine fragrance on your body."
Chen Luo nodded awkwardly: "Rou Rou is ill and is in the hospital. Her assistant, Sister Hua, arranged to see her."
Is Wen Wenwen sick? Still going to hospital? !
Yang Jiaxi pouted. She was completely unaware of this. She didn't tell herself immediately. Instead, she wanted to see her husband?
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"What's wrong with her?"
No matter how stupid Chen Luo was emotionally, he still heard the hidden jealousy in his words. He sat down next to Yang Jiaqian and held his wife's hand. The matter was now at this point. No amount of excuses were meaningless. To tell the truth: "Tenderness It seems like I have an upset stomach."
Yang Jiaxi snorted, secretly reached into Chen Luo's trouser pocket, quickly took out her cell phone, and raised it in the air: "I'll give her a call."
Chen Luo felt guilty and said with a wry smile: "Jia Qian, stop making trouble."
"Who is making trouble? I just used your mobile phone to make a call!" Yang Jiaxi moved aside, took out the phone book, looked through it, and dialed the gentle number.
After only half a sentence of the pleasant ringtone, a gentle and excited voice sounded: "What's wrong? Do you miss me?"
Yang Jiaxi suddenly turned her head to look at Chen Luo, and Chen Luo was full of curses. How could a gentle and smart woman become so stupid when she was caught in the whirlpool of emotions?
Yang Jiaxi smiled and said, "Gentle, it's me."
There was an immediate silence on the other end of the phone.
Yang Jiaxi didn't take it seriously, as if nothing happened, and then asked: "I heard from Chen Luo that you were hospitalized. What is your illness? Is it serious?"
"I feel a little unwell. I went to the hospital for a comprehensive examination and was discharged in the afternoon." Wen Wen thought for a while and said, "Shall we have a meal together tonight? Will I pick you up after get off work?"
On the night when she was following Chen Luo, Wen Wen had already confessed everything. Unexpectedly, the two of them would get along so quickly.
Although Yang Jiaxi was mentally prepared, she still felt sad. Her heart felt so sour as if it were soaked in old vinegar.
"Come here after completing the discharge procedures. Make a call when you get to the building. Chen Luo and I will come down." Yang Jiaxi was no longer in the mood to stay in the company, hung up the phone, threw the phone to Chen Luo, stood up and strode to the desk Finally, he sat on the seat puffed up.
Chen Luo stuffed his cell phone into his trouser pocket and saw that Yang Jiaxi was still angry. Instead of worrying, he felt that this was normal.
After getting along for a long time, I know the character of my wife quite well, and she is quite jealous.
"Jia Qian, are you tired from work?" Chen Luo walked slowly behind the desk and stood next to Yang Jia Qian, gently rubbing her shoulders with his hands.
Yang Jiaxi was still angry and wanted to throw away Chen Luo's hands, but the force of his massage was moderate and very comfortable. A trace of fatigue dissipated with the use of his fingers. She closed her eyes in comfort and just snorted with her nose to express her feelings. dissatisfied.
Usually, Yang Jiaqian is in sportswear or ladylike dress. Today is the first time I saw her in ol's dress. She is beautiful, mature and exudes a different kind of charm.
Chen Luo turned the seat so that Yang Jiaxi faced him. While kneading, he leaned close to her ear: "Jiaqian, you are so beautiful today."
Yang Jiaxi was greatly benefited, and her heart felt sweet, but the words that came out of her mouth had another meaning: "No matter how beautiful I am, I am not gentle at all!"
When it comes to bickering, it's really not Chen Luo's specialty, so he has no choice but to stop talking and concentrate on massaging. The heating in this company is very sufficient, and the female employees don't need to be asked. They usually change into shorts or skirts after work. Yang Jiaxi was no exception, wearing a set of women's clothing with a narrow skirt, a white shirt, and flesh-colored pantyhose.
Yang Jiaxi was pressed too comfortably by Chen Luo, and she leaned back against the back of the chair. This posture made her proud breasts even more upright.
"Why don't you speak? Am I really not as gentle as me?" Yang Jiaxi's voice was filled with a hint of tenderness.
ListLuo kept leaning forward and smelled the alluring aroma coming out of Yang Jiaqian's mouth. His hands began to move slowly down, holding the plump mass.
"Yeah!" Yang Jiaxi exclaimed and hurriedly opened her eyes: "Husband no, this is the company um"
Chen Luo held Yang Jiaxi's cheek with one hand and kissed her lips without hesitation.
If she were at home, Yang Jiaxi would still like this kind of intimacy, but now she is at the company. Although she knows that no employee will break in without knocking, she still feels panicked and a little bit inexplicably excited.
After struggling for a while, Yang Jiaxi spit out her clove tongue and kissed her beloved man passionately
Drowsily, Yang Jiaxi felt that those naughty hands were becoming more and more dishonest. One kept playing with her breasts, while the other moved down and reached into her skirt, on her round and plump thighs. Rubbing and pinching, when her private parts were touched by fingers, she felt as if she had been given an electric shock, and her whole body trembled.
"Ahumhusband, stop making trouble, this is the company!" Yang Jiaxi grabbed Chen Luo's hand with both hands, pulled it out with all her strength, and looked at the office door again, very nervous.
Chen Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He is not a demon of lust. He has been with his wife for a long time and has learned an experience. As long as she is angry, this trick is the most effective and the fastest way to calm down.
Yang Jiaxi was made weak by Chen Luo, and finally regained some strength. She reached out and patted him, and said coquettishly: "You are becoming more and more dishonest now."
Chen Luo squatted down, held Yang Jiaxi's hands, and said with a smile: "How can I be dishonest?"
Yang Jiaqian took out her hand, pointed her finger at Chen Luo's forehead and stabbed it hard: "Honest? How could you mess with the gentle one?"
This was really hard to answer, so Chen Luo could only smile bitterly in return.
The depressed mood in her heart has almost disappeared, and Yang Jiaxi can't bear her husband's failure. Moreover, if these things are to be taken seriously, he cannot be entirely blamed.
"Husband, I have something to tell you. It's very uncomfortable to hold it in my heart." Yang Jiaxi stood up, pulled Chen Luo to the sofa, sat down side by side, and said quietly: "These days, I have nightmares every night. I dreamed about that old man, he was so cruel to me!"
"Old man?" Chen Luo was puzzled.
Yang Jiaxi snuggled into Chen Luo's arms, holding his hand tightly with both hands, as if this could dispel the fear in her heart, and reminded: "Remember before the New Year, I went out with Wen Rou, and you called me, but I didn't answer the phone?"
Chen Luo nodded quickly, feeling very weird about what happened that day. After asking several times, Yang Jiaqian kept talking about it and avoided it.
"Actually, that day Wenrou and I went to see one of her clients, an old man. I don't know why, but when I saw him, I felt very depressed and uncomfortable."
"What kind of old man is he?" Chen Luo felt increasingly uneasy.
Yang Jiaxi thought for a while and said: "She must be very old, her legs and feet are inconvenient, and she is sitting in a wheelchair. Well By the way, I heard Wen Wen call the old man Le Gong."
"Le Gong?!" Chen Luo was extremely shocked. He heard Guo Mu mention that this Le Gong was an old man who took great care of him.
Chen Luo turned sideways, held Yang Jiaqian's shoulders with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Jia Qian, can you tell me in detail what happened that day?"
Yang Jiaxi bit her lip, recalled for a moment, and recounted the meeting with Le Gong in detail.
After listening, Chen Luo compared the questions in his mind and finally understood!
This old man named Le Gong should have a very strong hatred for the Yang Chongwen family. Regardless of whether Yang Chongwen has evil thoughts towards him or not, he will probably be purged, and even Yang Jiaqian will be dragged down.
"Husband, II really want to go back to my hometown with you to visit my mother now. I really want to be able to wear a white wedding dress, step on the red carpet and hold a wedding with the blessings of relatives and friends." Yang Jiaxi burst into tears and trembled. He said: "Butbut, I always feel that I will not have such a day."
"Jia Qian, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Chen Luo held Yang Jia Qian's cheek and kissed her tears.
Yang Jiaqian pressed her hands on Chen Luo's and shook her head slightly: "Husband, you don't know that gentleness is very powerful. She was scared to death of that old man. She repeatedly told me not to tell you, probably because she didn't want to let him know. You were involved. But I just couldn't help it and wanted to say to you, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry"
Yang Jiaqian continued: "Promise me, if something happens to me, I will never think about revenge. They are too powerful."
Chen Luo didn¡¯t know how to explain it. The old man was so kind to him, so how could he harm his wife?
The anger towards Yang Jiaqian is mostly because of Yang Chongwen. As long as the culprit is punished, this matter will end there.
After racking his brains and spending a lot of time, Chen Luo reluctantly allowed Yang Jiaqian to feel at ease.
After thinking about it, Chen Luo couldn't help but be secretly frightened by Yang Jiaqian's premonition. According to the plan to deal with Yang Chongwen, as long as everything goes smoothly, it would be impossible to hold a wedding celebration! When he thought of the scene that flashed through his mind when he first entered the office and the two of them embraced each other, he couldn't help but turn pale.
When Yang Jiaxi saw Chen Luo's expression was different, she thought he was worried, so she quickly changed the topic: "Honey, don't worry about it, I often have random thoughts. We'll have some fun after Wen Rou comes later." Want to play? Call Qingqing again, ifif that little girl Lexue is willing, she can go!"
"What?" Chen Luo didn't understand what Yang Jiaqian meant.
Yang Jiaxi hooked Chen Luo's neck, her eyes filled with lustful fire, and said in a charming voice: "I have always behaved myself, I figured it out, tonight I want to try a taste of indulgence."