After dinner, Jin Chengjun sat on Amy Tan's sofa as usual and watched the continuous changes in the U.S. stock market.
He picked up the tea cup on the coffee table and took a sip. The taste of Dahongpao spread in his mouth, both sweet and mellow. He raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction of the bathroom.
Amy Tan has been with him for four years, and their relationship is like that of a boss and a subordinate, but also like lovers. In the company, he is definitely a boss who distinguishes between public and private affairs, and does not allow people below him to have any private thoughts.
In private, they were like friends and lovers, but it was the last line of defense that never broke through.
Amy Tan is a smart and capable woman. She is beautiful, well-rounded, proficient in four languages, has first-class work ability, and most importantly, she is smart.
She knows what Jin Chengjun wants and doesn't want, and she clearly understands his preferences and habits
No matter how many women Jin Chengjun has, no matter what he wants to do, all she does is obey, don't ask too much, don't say too much, just execute.
Such a considerate confidante is rare, so Jin Chengjun gave her a lot of power and gave her enough money. The only thing he didn't give was his heart.
Jin Chengjun withdrew his gaze and returned his focus to the ever-changing stock market.
Amy Tan came out of the bathroom, wearing a sexy black lace pajamas. She looked at Jin Chengjun who was sitting on the sofa attentively from a distance, with the strong admiration in her eyes clearly revealed.
She walked over lightly, stood behind the sofa, and gently kneaded his shoulders.
Jin Chengjun tilted his head slightly, and the fragrant fragrance coming from behind invaded the tip of his nose. As she kneaded, her plump breasts gently rubbed the back of his head.
Jin Chengjun remained silent, but his eyes became darker.
Amy Tan lowered her body, slowly slid her hands down his chest, and blew into his ears. The fragrant breeze continued
Jin Chengjun watched the hand on his chest gently unbuttoning his shirt, and couldn't help but close his notebook and put it aside.
Amy Tan looked at it and couldn't help but feel happy. Her hands became softer and softer, and she coquettishly called in his ear: "Cheng Jun"
Jin Chengjun grabbed her hand, stood up, looked at her condescendingly, looking down on the world like a king, and said coldly: "Ami, I thought you were smart."
Amy Tan was startled, her face was horrified, she stood up and looked at him nervously, pursed her lips: "Cheng Chengjun, me"
Jin Chengjun waved his hand, looked at her indifferently and said, "Do you want to be a mistress? If so, I can grant it to you."
Amy Tan's face condensed, of course not, she loves him as a person, and what she wants is Mrs. Jin's identity
Jin Chengjun put the notebook in his handbag and said coldly: "You are always in a hurry."
