Chapter 276

She wanted to get up from Zhong Yuqing, but Zhong Yuqing pressed her back.

I hate this time. Listen to him flirting with those women!

Zhong Yuqing was also very upset. He was "improvisation" today, so he forgot to turn off his cell phone.

"I don't like you very much." Tang Xiaoai was pressed on his chest, struggled for a while, and began to complain for no reason.

"Shh, this is work." Zhong Yuqing looked at the number and said to Tang Xiaoai, "good boy, help me take off my clothes."

Tang Xiaoai's resentment is greater. Why does he enjoy it so much?

"If you hang up, I'll take it off for you."

Tang Xiaoai's voice is not big or small. It's just clear on the phone.

"Mr. Zhong, you seem very busy?"

"I'm a little busy. If there's nothing important, please contact Secretary Liu." Zhong Yuqing frowned again. Tang Xiaoai bit him again, still biting his chest.

"Of course there's something important. I'd like to meet you and arrange the time." Jiang Xinyue's face is covered with frost. It's two o'clock in the afternoon. The fox rolls the sheets at this point. I don't know whether it's Zhong Yuqing's dissatisfaction or Tang Xiaoai's flattery.

"Well, OK, I'll ask Qingyu to arrange a time and call you back." Zhong Yuqing couldn't stand it. Tang Xiaoai gnawed saliva on his shirt. He was going to explode when he rubbed it, which made him lose his basic self-control for the first time.

Directly throw away the mobile phone. Zhong Yuqing raises Tang Xiaoai and kisses her lips with turbid breath: "goblin, you're looking for death."

"Can you not answer the phone..." Tang Xiaoai was very uncomfortable. Although Zhong Yuqing hung up the phone quickly this time, she would think that many times he treated himself so excessively.

"This is a job. I want to support you." Zhong Yuqing had stripped off most of her clothes, couldn't restrain her impulse and gasped low.

"Excuse me..." Tang Xiaoai barely propped up his upper body and sat on his strong belly. He still wanted to communicate with him seriously. "I really care about the phone problem. Can we..."

"Comfort it first." Zhong Yuqing took her hand and put it on her trousers. It was almost broken.

"Hold it for a while and it won't explode." Tang Xiaoai still tries to continue the topic that is very important to her. She is still drunk. While Zhong Yuqing is in a good mood and she is a little drunk, she communicates with him about the phone.

"Honey, if you hold it for a while, it won't explode." Zhong Yuqing pulled her down and blocked her lips. She was not allowed to speak again.

"But I held it for a long time..." Tang Xiaoai looked at his eyes mixed with lust and hid his lips. His tone showed a trace of disappointment and dissatisfaction.

"Give you a minute." Zhong Yuqing saw a trace of injustice in her expression. He reluctantly restrained his surging desire and said in a low voice.

"I think work and private life should be separated. I don't want to disturb you when you work." Tang Xiaoai's tongue is a little big, but she carefully considers the words in her heart and speaks slowly.

"And then?" Zhong Yuqing's hand wandered restlessly on her and asked with half narrowed eyes.

"Then... Then... Is whether you can stop taking things at work and take them home to solve them." Tang Xiaoai is chasing his hand. Her question, with a soft ending, sounds more like a sweet whine with a man.

"But I'm very busy. If I want to spend time with you, I can only transfer the work part." Zhong Yuqing listened to her request in a consultative tone. Her eyes flashed, and most of her lust dissipated.

He suddenly thought of Tang Xiaoai's abnormality that night. When he answered the phone, he was unusually crying and making trouble. Coupled with what Jiang Xinyue said to Tang Xiaoai some time ago, would she mind these things?

"When you come back after work, I'm alone... I'm used to it. I just read more books at home. It doesn't matter..." Tang Xiaoai endured. Fortunately, she managed to control her tongue. She didn't say that she hated him. She'd rather he didn't come back than be treated as a toy.

She became more and more greedy. She was originally a toy and had already been prepared. But after getting married, he thought he really became Mrs. Zhong and wanted to compete for half the sovereignty for toys.

"How do you feel so angry?" Zhong Yuqing sat up. His black eyes were cold and sharp again, without half a silk of beauty.

"Are you angry?" Tang Xiaoai was surprised when he pushed himself away. He felt that the wine seemed to wake up again and asked carefully.

"Are you angry?" Zhong Yuqing was cleaning his mind. He turned his head, looked at Tang Xiaoai kneeling on the sofa and smiled, "baby, do you hate my work or my contact with other women?"

"No..." Tang Xiaoai quickly shook her head and clarified herself. "I don't hate anything. I just... Just don't think work and family should affect each other."

"To the point of mutual influence?" Zhong Yuqing raised her eyebrows, "but I don't think so."

"Maybe you're a man. You see things from different starting points." Tang Xiaoai is a little discouraged. She and Zhong Yuqing still can't communicate.

It seems that if there is a generation gap, they are not people of the same era.

"You mean I'm not considerate enough to take care of the woman's psychology?" Zhong Yuqing asked aggressively.

"That's what you think." Tang Xiaoai found that she couldn't communicate with him. As soon as the two people got to the point, Zhong Yuqing would control the whole situation immediately. She couldn't exert herself at all.

It's like a ball game with great strength. No matter how hard Tang Xiaoai tries, he will be intercepted and can't move forward.

In the end, the topic can easily become an argument or even a quarrel.

"What the hell do you mind?" Zhong Yuqing looked at her depressed expression and asked again.

Tang Xiaoai was silent and stopped talking.

"Work and family can be perfectly integrated, right?" Zhong Yuqing pulled her in front of him, and her voice softened again.

"I don't like that feeling very much." Tang Xiaoai said after a long time under his gentleness.

"Don't like what it feels like?" Zhong Yuqing kept his temper under control and coaxed her to go on.

If his tone is a little tough at the moment, Tang Xiaoai, you will never dare to speak again.

"While you answer the phone, talk to me..." Tang Xiaoai thought about the words. "How are you outside? I can't see or control it, but at home... Can you concentrate a little? This is also conducive to the relationship between husband and wife... "

"Little love means, like I'm doing a lot of shit outside?" Zhong Yuqing asked quietly.

"I didn't say." Tang Xiaoai did think so.

Sometimes when Zhong Yuqing came back, she would wear some woman's perfume, and she would like to rush him down from the toilet.

"But you never mind these things before." Zhong Yuqing set her words step by step.

"I don't mind now." Tang Xiaoai bit her lips. She was lying, with a little guilty, "just want to say..."

"I just want to say that it doesn't matter how much I spend and drink outside. As long as you don't see these things, you'd better not let you know. You'd rather deceive yourself and others, and what you don't see is clean, right?" Zhong Yuqing finished the rest of her words.

"Before we got married, did we say... We will be responsible for each other in the future, and don't have those sexy games when we were single?" When Tang Xiaoai saw that he had made it clear, she also opened the skylight to tell the truth. Anyway, sooner or later, she would not be able to stand this kind of thing and deal with it sooner or later, even if he was unhappy.

These days after marriage, she tried to treat the marriage with a toy attitude, but she was not a lady who could "endure humiliation" and marry into a rich family. She couldn't look at the marriage relationship so casually.