Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Seeing Zhao Ling turn around and walk inside, Yu Xiaoxiao immediately walked towards the elevator entrance in a hurry.

Like Yu Xiaoxiao, it was Jiang Cheng’s first time to come to his top-floor private office.

This entire floor belongs to Jiang Cheng. It not only has his own office area, but also a carefully designed resting place.

I took a look at the living room and found that the decoration style was similar to my age, which was a simple and modern style.

Although this decoration looks simple and clear, the furniture and various daily necessities selected are all designed by well-known masters from various countries.

Whether it is soft furnishings, item display, or space planning, they are all carefully designed by professionals.

After just a cursory glance, Jiang Cheng didn't linger any longer and walked straight towards his office.

As he stepped into the office, Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up.

The design style of an office is very different from that of a living room.

If the living room displays the beauty of simplicity and grandeur, then the president's office exudes luxury, grandeur and unique style and charm everywhere.

The overall color tone is deep and steady yet elegant, as if every detail is telling of the owner's noble and extraordinary status.

What catches your eye is the elegant atmosphere created by the main colors of dark walnut and off-white.

The dazzling crystal chandelier hangs high above the ceiling, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, casting soft and bright light.

In the center of the room is a huge president's desk.

This table is carefully carved from a single piece of rare solid wood, with a hard texture and clearly visible grain. The corners of the table are intricately carved with exquisite patterns.

Behind the desk, there is a floor-to-ceiling custom bookshelf that takes up the entire wall.

The bookshelves are filled with all kinds of hardcover books, ranging from classical literature to modern technology.

In addition, there are various exquisite art ornaments displayed in an orderly manner. They are either unique in shape or exquisite in craftsmanship, all of which demonstrate the owner's extensive knowledge and elegant taste.

In the reception area next to it, a group of comfortable leather sofas are arranged around it.

The color of the sofa is as warm as jade, exuding a faint luster.

The matching coffee table cleverly adopts the design concept of combining transparent glass with metal frame, which is simple and elegant yet fashionable.

There are several priceless artworks hanging on the wall; the abstract brushstrokes and brilliant colors inject a lively artistic atmosphere into the space.

After walking around, Jiang Cheng touched the table with his hand.

The entire tabletop was spotless, obviously cleaned every day.

Thick velvet curtains hang in front of the window, and the brightly polished floor-to-ceiling glass offers a panoramic view of the bustling city.

The office door was not closed. Hearing the sound of high heels coming from behind him, Jiang Cheng did not turn around, but continued to stare at the crowd downstairs.

In the blink of an eye, a fragrant breeze blew by, and Yu Xiaoxiao came like a light butterfly.

She suddenly opened her arms and hugged Jiang Cheng's broad body tightly from behind.

At the same time, a charming and gentle voice slowly entered Jiang Cheng's ears.

"Director Jiang, aren't those girls pretty?"

He slowly stretched out his right hand without any hurry and accurately grasped Yu Xiaoxiao's hands that were embracing him.

His fingertips gently stroked her smooth and delicate palms, feeling the warm touch from her palms.

After a short pause, Jiang Cheng exerted a little force on his arm and pulled Yu Xiaoxiao from behind him to the front of him easily.

At this moment, Yu Xiaoxiao's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a charming arc, and her beautiful eyes gazed at Jiang Cheng with a smile.

Jiang Cheng frowned in a serious tone: "Didn't I just say that? You danced like a fool."

Yu Xiaoxiao laughed and teased: "What about dancing aside? How about it?"

Jiang Cheng nodded when he heard this: "Her legs are quite long, her face is okay, and her butt is so tight that it won't poke a needle."

Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Yu Xiaoxiao curled the corners of her mouth, but when she thought of the faces of those girls, she felt that Jiang Cheng was not wrong.

The warm sunlight poured in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows like a golden waterfall, shining just right on their bodies.

On the ground, two golden lights intertwined and overlapped, like a beautiful painting.

Yu Xiaoxiao stared at the reflections that were tightly pressed together, and suddenly an indescribable strange feeling surged in her heart, and a faint sense of satisfaction arose spontaneously.

She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, outlining a charming smile, her beautiful eyes moving.

She looked at Jiang Cheng lovingly and said coquettishly: "You bad man..."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng leaned forward slightly. He stretched out his right hand, gently raised his index finger, and gently scratched Yu Xiaoxiao's tall and small nose, responding with a bit of pampering and teasing.

"You said I was bad, then I'll show you what bad means."

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and gently pushed Yu Xiaoxiao to the side of the large office desk.

The desk seemed a little empty, with just some ordinary writing instruments neatly placed on it. Apart from that, there were no other unnecessary documents or sundries.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng's hands were tightly pressed on the edge of the table like iron clamps, trapping Yu Xiaoxiao firmly in the narrow space between him and the desk.

His tall and muscular body leans slightly forward, exuding a strong sense of oppression and masculine charm.

This sudden domineering and sexually tense action made Yu Xiaoxiao's heart beat faster involuntarily.

The heart was beating wildly in the chest, and the "thump, thump" sound was clearly audible.

Although Jiang Cheng did not kiss her directly as she had imagined, his fingertips on the edge of the desk seemed to touch her small hand lightly.

At this moment, a slight electric current passed between the two people as quickly as lightning, bringing a tingling sensation.

Normally, Jiang Cheng was very straightforward with me, and rarely was he so patient with me.

At this moment, this charming atmosphere made Yu Xiaoxiao a little nervous.