Chapter 39: Thinking about her
I saw that he sent a message that said, "Go buy me medicine." ”
She immediately came to his office and walked up to him, "What medicine to buy, are you sick?" ”
He leaned back in the leather chair, his hands on his forehead, his eyebrows slightly closed, "Cold, a little headache." ”
No wonder he had a cold face all morning, as if he was not in a good mood, it turned out that he was holding on hard because he had a cold.
"Is there anything else uncomfortable, do you have a fever?" She asked, a little distressed.
"You won't touch it?"
She walked up to him, stretched out her soft hand and put it on his forehead to feel it for a few seconds, her body temperature was quite normal, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Then I'll go buy you medicine, you can rest." As she spoke, she turned and walked out the door.
I hurried downstairs to the pharmacy not far away, picked up a cold medicine that was more symptomatic, and quickly returned to his office.
She took the warm water from the cup, took out a few pills, and put them in front of him, "Come, let's eat first." ”
He picked up the water and prepared to take his medicine, pointing to the dialog box that popped up on his laptop, "Help me reply." ”
"Okay."
She leaned over to her computer and found that a client from China was discussing a project with him and asked to send some photos.
She replied expertly in English, while searching for relevant information in a folder on his computer desktop, looking engrossed.
And Jiang Yuecheng, after swallowing the medicine in one gulp, originally wanted to simply lie on the chair and rest for a long time, but his eyes were unconsciously glued to the scenery on her back, and she was a little distracted.
She was standing at his feet at the moment, with her back to him, bending over to the small laptop screen, and her waist and hips were just in his field of vision......
The slender and tight, full-bodied waist arc is simply perfect.
And she is wearing a black hip-hugging professional skirt today, coupled with this casual sultry posture, facing him as a normal man, it is impossible for him to think that those things are impossible in his head......
After staring at her for a long time, his eyes were unconsciously stained with a layer of lust, and with a kick of his long legs, he slid the leather chair closer behind her.
"Do you want to sit down?" As he asked, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Ye Miao was concentrating on the conversation with the foreign businessman, and was still thinking about how to reply decently, when he was suddenly hugged by him like this, he couldn't help but be startled!
The moment she was frightened, her elbow hit half a glass of water that he hadn't finished drinking just now!
The water poured out and ran down the table, right up to his legs, wetting a large chunk of his suit pants!
“……”
Seeing this scene, Ye Miao blamed herself, "I'm sorry, this, what should I do, do you want to change it?" ”
His pants were suddenly wet, but he didn't shake his face, but only lightly instructed her, "Go to the inner room and find me a pair to change." ”
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Ye Miao quickly walked to the corner of his office, pushed open a secret door, and entered the bedroom inside.
The suite here is a unique design of the president's office, which is specially designed for Jiang Yuecheng to rest after work.
Except for the occasional cleaning aunt, no one else is allowed to go in.
The bedroom is spacious and bright, decorated very luxuriously, similar to a five-star hotel, with a two-meter-wide bed, a woolen blanket on the floor, and a variety of luxury lighting equipment in the room.
There is also a cloakroom and gym, bathroom and much more next door.
This is equivalent to his second home, and he doesn't need to go back to the Jiang family's old house when he is tired, he can spend the night here, and it is convenient to deal with the company's urgent matters at any time.
Ye Miao began to look for pants for him in the cloakroom, considering that he was wearing a gray shirt today, he planned to choose a pair of suit pants that could match.
Due to the variety of colors and styles of his pants, she chose them for several minutes.
Finally finding a suitable one, she turned and walked out of the cloakroom, only to find that he had already entered.
He reclined on the bed a little lazily, closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "I just took medicine and got sleepy, I'll sleep for a while, you help me change my pants,"