Under watchful eyes (Xu Chengyan Slight H)
Zhao Yu also thought about tempting Xu Chengyan to go to the bathroom, or an unmanned corridor like the previous time, and stir up some excitement.
But she couldn’t take this risk.
After all, this Huacan’s territory. There was surveillance everywhere, and she didn’t know how many eyes were already following her secretly, so she stopped while she was ahead and focused on work again.
By the end of the meeting, it was almost time to get off work. The two companies had worked with each other for a long time so they have long been acquainted. Eating together afterward was also a normal activity.
It’s just that neither side expected that the big boss, Xu Chengyan, himself to lower themselves and join in the dinner despite his obvious incompatibility with everyone else.
But because he decided to do so, the restaurant they went to was much higher-end than originally expected, and with much better privacy.
[This meal couldn’t be for me, right?]
Looking at the man from a table a little ways away, Zhao Yu sent the message.
Xu Chengyan put down his phone, glanced at Zhao Yu’s table casually, and continued to calmly talk with the deputy director of Huacan’s brand department.
Usually, Zhao Yu didn’t drink much wine at these dinners. Both her superiors, originally Fu Tao and later Xue Ziang, would protect the female staff under them from being bullied into drinking during dinner, so none of her colleagues knew how high her alcohol tolerance was.
When toasting to Xu Chengyan’s table with a few drunken colleagues, her body suddenly weakened, and plopped down on the chair in front of him.
The colleague looked at her unfocused eyes and laughed heartily. “Xiao Zhao, are you drunk?”
Zhao Yu tapped her temple enthusiastically. “I’m not drunk.”
By this time, most people had already drunk themselves tipsy, and the private room was already in chaos. No one cared about whose seat she was in, let alone what she was doing.
Others continued to eat, drink, and play merrily, leaving her lying quietly on the table to nap.
However, hidden under the cover of the tablecloth out of sight was her hand reaching up Xu Chengyan’s leg.
The original owner of the seat she was in was Huacan’s branding department, next to Xu Chengyan.
Xu Chengyan seemed to have expected that she would use this trick. He didn’t look surprised, nor did he stop her hand from touching his leg. He only smiled gently and said, “Miss Zhao is drunk?”
Zhao Yu lay on the table without making a sound. After rubbing his firm thigh with his right hand a few times, she felt her way towards the center of his leg and stroked the bulging ball through his pants.
He didn’t have an erection yet, and she touched and squeezed the soft member. Not many moments later, the shape of the bulge in her palm quickly transformed.
Xu Chengyan sat quietly, holding a wine glass in his hand, and occasionally sipping a drink. He looked extremely calm as if he was considering a problem by himself, other people also didn’t dare talk to him about it.
Zhao Yu pulled the zipper of the trousers, concealed it by the loud noise around him. Not wasting a moment, she stroked over the underwear a few times, before pulling the underwear down to release the thing that had already begun to harden.
It was thick, hard, and even hotter than her palm. It twitched uncontrollably in her hand as if begging for her comfort.
With her thumb on the tip, she rubbed it to and fro. The other four fingers massaged the length gently, feeling his entire lower abdomen tremble, and she started to move up and down again.
Xu Chengyan took two deep breaths, and while everyone nearby was fighting each other, he naturally leaned toward Zhao Yu, and said in a low voice, “Is this the extent of your ability?”
His voice was low, thick with lust.
Zhao Yu couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Yes, but from just this measly ability, aren’t you hard?”
Just then, an executive from Yicheng looking for advice approached the seat on the other side of Xu Chengyan.
Xu Chengyan sat up straight, nonchalantly shifted forward, letting the tablecloth completely cover his lower body, he said, “Go on.”
The tone calm and the voice is low, all very appropriate for a serious discussion regarding business.
The executive followed his instruction and explained his problem, but Zhao Yu knew that Xu Chengyan’s words were for her.
Having heard someone approach, she stopped her movements.
However, it seemed that this man really enjoyed being stimulated under the excitement of being discovered. Like that day in the changing room, where he got rubbed off with her breast under his fiancee’s eyes, or like now, in front of his subordinates, enjoying the pleasure of being soothed by her hand.
After rubbing and making her way down from the top of the p*nis to the base, Zhao Yu pushed aside the underwear with her fingertips, and lightly touched the full pockets.
This was another sensitive spot in a man’s body. She added little pressure and pressed it hard, Xu Chengyan couldn’t help but groan. His lower body flexed, and his hand holding the wine glass instinctively squeezed tighter.
The executive next to him thought he was angered and looked at him carefully. “If Mr. Xu feels this is inappropriate, I will refuse it now.”
Zhao Yu’s hand explored up again along the thick stem, to the canal joining the head and the shaft, rubbing her nails lightly along the path.
Xu Chengyan gritted his teeth for a few seconds before speaking softly. “No rush, I will consider it.”
“Okay, Mr. Xu, then you…” Probably because his complexion was not normal the man thought he was feeling unwell and hesitantly asked, “Should I send you back home to rest?”
“Don’t worry about me, I still have important things.”
In Zhao Yu’s ears, these last few words were extremely meaningful.
She wasn’t sure if there was anyone else beside Xu Chengyan after the man left but didn’t dare to make any noise until Xu Chengyan’s voice sounded. “Are you wet?”
Zhao Yu chuckled. “Mr. Xu should feel for yourself.”
Xu Chengyan really touched it.
Like her, when he put his hand between her legs under the cover of the tablecloth, his touch left his hand sticky.
Sure enough, she didn’t wear underwear, and she was so wet.
“So filthy every time.” His mouth barely moved and the smile on his face was gentle and very friendly. From a distance, other people wouldn’t think he was talking but encouraging everyone to have a good time.
Long fingers pressed the two petals and rubbed them. His fingertips followed the wet flesh up to touch the clitoris, rubbing back and forth forcefully, Zhao Yu twisted his hips, put his legs together, and caught his hands in the middle, causing the hand that held her genitals move even harder.
Xu Chengyan kept the same rhythm as her, sliding from the clitoris to the hole, sending two fingers in, thrusting deep and shallow, twisting and scraping the tender flesh in the hole.
The satisfaction from being filled caused the slippery passage to clench unconsciously, pinching his fingers, and swallowing them deeper. Her lower abdomen spasmed, expressing her body’s excitement.
His hot glands had already splurted out a little liquid, which stained her fingertips until she wiped it on the thick body of the stick.
The tight pussy was getting so wet she couldn’t stand it. The overflowing fluid not only covered his fingers but also flowed down her hips to the skirt and seat.
His cock trembled violently, and her flower hole desperately opened.
He sped up, rubbing the top of her cave while he also twiddled the sensitive clitoris.
He groaned and shot a full load in her hand but right when she was about to orgasm, he suddenly withdrew his hand, leaving her desperate and unsatisfied, just shivering on the seat.
Zhao Yu knew he did it on purpose.
She didn’t get angry, on the contrary, she thought it made the man a lot cuter.
Being retaliated against like this showed her that in his eyes, she had more and more valuable.
Pretending to wake up halfway, she raised her head and opened her eyes blearily. What greeted her was Xu Chengyan politely smiling at her.
And shockingly, on his face was the pair of golden glasses she had put on the table just now.
He looked like a scum gentleman through and through.
Under watchful eyes (Xu Chengyan Slight H)
Zhao Yu also thought about tempting Xu Chengyan to go to the bathroom, or an unmanned corridor like the previous time, and stir up some excitement.
But she couldn’t take this risk.
After all, this Huacan’s territory. There was surveillance everywhere, and she didn’t know how many eyes were already following her secretly, so she stopped while she was ahead and focused on work again.
By the end of the meeting, it was almost time to get off work. The two companies had worked with each other for a long time so they have long been acquainted. Eating together afterward was also a normal activity.
It’s just that neither side expected that the big boss, Xu Chengyan, himself to lower themselves and join in the dinner despite his obvious incompatibility with everyone else.
But because he decided to do so, the restaurant they went to was much higher-end than originally expected, and with much better privacy.
[This meal couldn’t be for me, right?]
Looking at the man from a table a little ways away, Zhao Yu sent the message.
Xu Chengyan put down his phone, glanced at Zhao Yu’s table casually, and continued to calmly talk with the deputy director of Huacan’s brand department.
Usually, Zhao Yu didn’t drink much wine at these dinners. Both her superiors, originally Fu Tao and later Xue Ziang, would protect the female staff under them from being bullied into drinking during dinner, so none of her colleagues knew how high her alcohol tolerance was.
When toasting to Xu Chengyan’s table with a few drunken colleagues, her body suddenly weakened, and plopped down on the chair in front of him.
The colleague looked at her unfocused eyes and laughed heartily. “Xiao Zhao, are you drunk?”
Zhao Yu tapped her temple enthusiastically. “I’m not drunk.”
By this time, most people had already drunk themselves tipsy, and the private room was already in chaos. No one cared about whose seat she was in, let alone what she was doing.
Others continued to eat, drink, and play merrily, leaving her lying quietly on the table to nap.
However, hidden under the cover of the tablecloth out of sight was her hand reaching up Xu Chengyan’s leg.
The original owner of the seat she was in was Huacan’s branding department, next to Xu Chengyan.
Xu Chengyan seemed to have expected that she would use this trick. He didn’t look surprised, nor did he stop her hand from touching his leg. He only smiled gently and said, “Miss Zhao is drunk?”
Zhao Yu lay on the table without making a sound. After rubbing his firm thigh with his right hand a few times, she felt her way towards the center of his leg and stroked the bulging ball through his pants.
He didn’t have an erection yet, and she touched and squeezed the soft member. Not many moments later, the shape of the bulge in her palm quickly transformed.
Xu Chengyan sat quietly, holding a wine glass in his hand, and occasionally sipping a drink. He looked extremely calm as if he was considering a problem by himself, other people also didn’t dare talk to him about it.
Zhao Yu pulled the zipper of the trousers, concealed it by the loud noise around him. Not wasting a moment, she stroked over the underwear a few times, before pulling the underwear down to release the thing that had already begun to harden.
It was thick, hard, and even hotter than her palm. It twitched uncontrollably in her hand as if begging for her comfort.
With her thumb on the tip, she rubbed it to and fro. The other four fingers massaged the length gently, feeling his entire lower abdomen tremble, and she started to move up and down again.
Xu Chengyan took two deep breaths, and while everyone nearby was fighting each other, he naturally leaned toward Zhao Yu, and said in a low voice, “Is this the extent of your ability?”
His voice was low, thick with lust.
Zhao Yu couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Yes, but from just this measly ability, aren’t you hard?”
Just then, an executive from Yicheng looking for advice approached the seat on the other side of Xu Chengyan.
Xu Chengyan sat up straight, nonchalantly shifted forward, letting the tablecloth completely cover his lower body, he said, “Go on.”
The tone calm and the voice is low, all very appropriate for a serious discussion regarding business.
The executive followed his instruction and explained his problem, but Zhao Yu knew that Xu Chengyan’s words were for her.
Having heard someone approach, she stopped her movements.
However, it seemed that this man really enjoyed being stimulated under the excitement of being discovered. Like that day in the changing room, where he got rubbed off with her breast under his fiancee’s eyes, or like now, in front of his subordinates, enjoying the pleasure of being soothed by her hand.
After rubbing and making her way down from the top of the p*nis to the base, Zhao Yu pushed aside the underwear with her fingertips, and lightly touched the full pockets.
This was another sensitive spot in a man’s body. She added little pressure and pressed it hard, Xu Chengyan couldn’t help but groan. His lower body flexed, and his hand holding the wine glass instinctively squeezed tighter.
The executive next to him thought he was angered and looked at him carefully. “If Mr. Xu feels this is inappropriate, I will refuse it now.”
Zhao Yu’s hand explored up again along the thick stem, to the canal joining the head and the shaft, rubbing her nails lightly along the path.
Xu Chengyan gritted his teeth for a few seconds before speaking softly. “No rush, I will consider it.”
“Okay, Mr. Xu, then you…” Probably because his complexion was not normal the man thought he was feeling unwell and hesitantly asked, “Should I send you back home to rest?”
“Don’t worry about me, I still have important things.”
In Zhao Yu’s ears, these last few words were extremely meaningful.
She wasn’t sure if there was anyone else beside Xu Chengyan after the man left but didn’t dare to make any noise until Xu Chengyan’s voice sounded. “Are you wet?”
Zhao Yu chuckled. “Mr. Xu should feel for yourself.”
Xu Chengyan really touched it.
Like her, when he put his hand between her legs under the cover of the tablecloth, his touch left his hand sticky.
Sure enough, she didn’t wear underwear, and she was so wet.
“So filthy every time.” His mouth barely moved and the smile on his face was gentle and very friendly. From a distance, other people wouldn’t think he was talking but encouraging everyone to have a good time.
Long fingers pressed the two petals and rubbed them. His fingertips followed the wet flesh up to touch the clitoris, rubbing back and forth forcefully, Zhao Yu twisted his hips, put his legs together, and caught his hands in the middle, causing the hand that held her genitals move even harder.
Xu Chengyan kept the same rhythm as her, sliding from the clitoris to the hole, sending two fingers in, thrusting deep and shallow, twisting and scraping the tender flesh in the hole.
The satisfaction from being filled caused the slippery passage to clench unconsciously, pinching his fingers, and swallowing them deeper. Her lower abdomen spasmed, expressing her body’s excitement.
His hot glands had already splurted out a little liquid, which stained her fingertips until she wiped it on the thick body of the stick.
The tight pussy was getting so wet she couldn’t stand it. The overflowing fluid not only covered his fingers but also flowed down her hips to the skirt and seat.
His cock trembled violently, and her flower hole desperately opened.
He sped up, rubbing the top of her cave while he also twiddled the sensitive clitoris.
He groaned and shot a full load in her hand but right when she was about to orgasm, he suddenly withdrew his hand, leaving her desperate and unsatisfied, just shivering on the seat.
Zhao Yu knew he did it on purpose.
She didn’t get angry, on the contrary, she thought it made the man a lot cuter.
Being retaliated against like this showed her that in his eyes, she had more and more valuable.
Pretending to wake up halfway, she raised her head and opened her eyes blearily. What greeted her was Xu Chengyan politely smiling at her.
And shockingly, on his face was the pair of golden glasses she had put on the table just now.
He looked like a scum gentleman through and through.
