Ye Miao came to the door of his office, only to see that Jiang Yuecheng had already come out, and while closing the door, he was talking on the phone with his mobile phone, and he was still proficient in spoken English.

Seeing that he was busy, she respectfully followed him and walked with him towards the elevator.

He was holding a suit jacket that he had just taken off, and while talking on the phone while walking, he handed the coat to Ye Miao behind him, and motioned for her to help hold it.

Ye Miao naturally took it, and felt his body temperature on his coat, and his mind was a little confused.

Walking a few steps behind him, her eyes couldn't help but be attracted by his superior figure.

I saw that he had broad shoulders and a broad back, tall and straight, at least 185 visually, his legs were strong and slender, and his whole back was full of noble and ascetic aura.

Take the elevator to the underground garage and come to the president's parking space.

Jiang Yuecheng directly handed the car key to Ye Miao, "You come to drive, I have to deal with some work in the car." ”

Ye Miao's face was embarrassed for a while.

Since she got her driver's license five years ago, she has rarely touched a car, and now it is really stressful for her to drive on the road.

But she knew that the man in front of her didn't want to hear half a 'no' for all the requirements made to his subordinates.

I had to take the car keys, open the door, and get into the driver's seat.

His car wasn't a Bentley from the night before, it was a Mercedes.

Looking at this incomparably luxurious interior, it should not be the ordinary Mercedes-Benz of hundreds of thousands on the street, at least the millions of S-class.

The operation of this luxury car is different from that of ordinary scooters, such as the position of the gear is not in the middle.

But fortunately, she was not stupid, and she knew at a glance where the buttons were controlling something, and she quickly started out of the garage smoothly.

After all, he is a novice rookie, and Ye Miao is still quite nervous when driving in the rolling traffic.

I have been driving slowly in the last lane, holding on to the steering wheel and not daring to change lanes.

Jiang Yuecheng sat in the co-pilot, having been dealing with the email on his mobile phone, and he urged impatiently, "Drive faster,"

“……”

Ye Miao had to speed up the car, calm on the surface, but panicked in his heart.

The navigation showed that she should turn right ahead, but she walked onto the straight road and could only drive forward by mistake, five kilometers more than the original distance.

Jiang Yuecheng's handsome face was a little gloomy again.

Seeing his disgusted eyes, Ye Miao felt even more pressure in his heart, and the situation behind him was even more complicated.

For a while, it was a reverse gear when it started, a moment was hesitant to change lanes and was horned wildly from behind, a moment was a sudden brake and was almost rear-ended, and a moment was a left turn and a U-turn.

Until she finally stopped at a red light, she was nervous in a cold sweat and her heart was beating wildly!

Jiang Youcheng wanted to be angry, but when he caught a glimpse of her intoxicating side face and the look of guilt and self-blame, he closed his eyes and felt that he didn't seem to be angry.

"Give you 3 days." His tone was flat, but with a clear hint of warning, "Don't let me see such a bad level next time." ”

3 days?

Ye Miao suddenly felt that his head was big.

She nodded, and replied with difficulty, "Okay." ”

After driving for more than ten minutes, the car entered a small road with fewer vehicles, and finally it was not so chaotic and much smoother.

But maybe it was because of the nervousness just now, and the hot weather, she sweated a lot, and the skin on her thighs was close to the leather seat in the driver's seat, sticky and uncomfortable.

While holding the steering wheel, she couldn't help but move her thighs a few times.

Jiang Yuecheng asked her to stop on the side of the road first.

After stopping, he took the suit jacket he had just given to her, "Take it and sit on it." ”

Faced with his abrupt move, Ye Miao was stunned for a second, and immediately refused, "No, no need." ”

“…… Take it! He commanded in a deep voice.

"Not really, thank you."

What is her identity, and what is his identity? How could she use his expensive suit to pad her ass?

But Jiang Yuecheng didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, leaned over to her, directly lifted her big legs, and then padded the clothes he wore under her legs.

"......" smelled the warm and clear breath on his body at close range, and Ye Miao's breathing was about to stop.