Team Leader Jiang's Good Fortune
Slightly damp lips pressed against her alluring neck.
Su Xiaoxiao whimpered softly like a little kitten, making a low, sensuous sound. The large hand circling her waist tightened suddenly in response to her voice, almost squeezing her waist.
"Ouch," Su Xiaoxiao complained.
Her moist eyes shimmered with tender and radiant water light as they broke into the man's enigmatic and dim eyes. His breathing quickly became agitated.
"Be good," Jiang Yexun said hoarsely, patting Su Xiaoxiao's waist soothingly with his palm once he saw the tears in her eyes subsiding.
Then he took out a few lunch boxes and said gently, "These are specially cooked for you. We’ve bought train tickets for tomorrow. After I take my mom to the city, you can pack your things in the house, and I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow, you should have Uncle Wang drive us; I don't want to leave my stuff at the educated youth dormitory," Su Xiaoxiao said to Jiang Yexun with some seriousness.