Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1386 Follow the rules and go down

Seeing Chen Jiaxue feeling so aggrieved, Jiang Cheng waved at her.

When Chen Jiaxue saw this, a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

Judging from Jiang Cheng's attitude just now, she was ready to be rejected if she followed him.

I didn't expect Jiang Cheng to let her pass now.

He quickly adjusted his expression, and a smile that was both surprised and just the right amount of flattering immediately appeared on his face.

She walked slowly and cautiously towards Jiang Cheng with cat steps.

When Chen Jiaxue walked to Jiang Cheng's side, she suddenly dropped the pager in her hand behind her as if by accident.

"Oh my pager!" she exclaimed tenderly, with a hint of panic in her voice.

Chen Jiaxue quickly squatted down.

The moment she leaned over, the V-neck uniform on her body swung in a thrilling arc with her movement.

The embroidered roses on the black lace bra appear faintly at the neckline, giving people a vague temptation.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's brows twitching as he looked at his chest, he saw Chen Jiaxue's mouth corner with a satisfied smile.

Jiang Cheng's gaze fell directly on his chest, his brows moved slightly, and he seemed to have some reaction to what he saw.

Chen Jiaxue raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

She did not turn around to pick up the pager immediately, but paused for a moment to let Jiang Cheng take a closer look.

Then she slowly turned around and started to pick up the pager.

Generally speaking, girls will be extra careful when squatting down while wearing a skirt, for fear of exposing themselves.

They usually go to great lengths to cover their private parts to ensure that nothing embarrassing happens.

However, Chen Jiaxue is completely different.

When she turned around, she did not directly reach for the pager with her hands. Instead, she squatted on her knees, raised her hips high, and slowly knelt down in an extremely slow motion.

Jiang Cheng was very familiar with this action.

Instead, it is convenient for you to accidentally fall from behind and then connect with the opponent.

The champagne-colored stockings exude a faint pearly luster under the cabin lights.

When the knees gently pressed against the soft carpet, the slightly upward movement made the lace edge in the absolute area faintly visible.

Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the swirl on top of her hair. A strand of disobedient curls was hooked on the pearl earring.

Chen Jiaxue seemed to notice Jiang Cheng's gaze. She turned her head and wrapped her hair a little tighter, as if she was deliberately trying to attract his attention.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an expression that was both seductive and pitiful.

Biting her lower lip, she said seductively, "Oh, Master Jiang, I feel like my legs are cramping after twisting like this. Can you help me?"

Just as Chen Jiaxue expected, the girl next to Jiang Cheng indeed lacked her sexiness.

The aircraft's guest rooms are separated from the passenger plane by only an aisle.

This short distance would make the other girls around Jiang Cheng feel extremely shy if they did such a thing in the aisle.

Those girls will definitely be so embarrassed that they will explode.

But Chen Jiaxue is not shy at all.

She even stared at Jiang Cheng with wet eyes.

Obviously, before Jiang Cheng made any move, she had already been aroused.

The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

He took a step forward and slowly walked towards Chen Jiaxue.

When he walked in front of her, he bent down slightly, stretched out his right hand, and without hesitation patted Chen Jiaxue's round buttocks twice, making a crisp "pa pa" sound.

The two slaps seemed to be not very strong, but they made Chen Jiaxue cry out softly: "Oh~" with a hint of surprise and shyness in her voice.

After the fight, Jiang Cheng did not stop.

He reached out and rubbed Chen Jiaxue's butt hard twice.

"I haven't seen you for a while. You can get a cramp in your legs just by picking up something? It seems like you don't exercise enough."

Chen Jiaxue was obviously caught off guard by Jiang Cheng's action. Her body trembled slightly, but she did not dodge.

On the contrary, when she realized that Jiang Cheng was standing behind her, her butt seemed to have a consciousness of its own.

He took a small step back on his own initiative and moved closer to Jiang Cheng's body.

Chen Jiaxue, unable to restrain her emotions, said to Jiang Cheng in a slightly resentful tone: "You are right. I haven't seen you for a while. I haven't even had a chance to "catch my breath". You don't know how difficult it is for me."

Jiang Cheng leaned down, put his hands around Chen Jiaxue's chest, and leaned over to hug him.

I felt my back pressing against Jiang Cheng's chest muscles.

A satisfied smile appeared on Chen Jiaxue's face.

"Mr. Jiang..." She turned her head, with a wet red at the corners of her eyes.

Her voice was as sticky as melted honey. "If you keep doing this... my legs will be so weak that I won't be able to stand up..."

Jiang Cheng chuckled.

Jiang Cheng's palm was still on Chen Jiaxue's buttocks, his fingertips deeply embedded in the soft flesh wrapped in champagne-colored stockings.

He originally wanted to tease Chen Jiaxue a few more times, and there was even a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Cheng originally subconsciously thought it would be Qiu Yihe.

But the person who came was Zhao Yihan.

She was seen holding a tray, standing there, motionless, her fingertips tightly gripping the edge of the tray.

His knuckles had turned white from using too much force.

Qiu Yihe was originally going to deliver fruit after the meal.

I happened to pass by the corner carrying a tray of food.

When she saw this scene, her steps seemed to be out of control.

I naturally turned a corner and entered this passage.

From the moment she came in, her gaze was drawn to her like a magnet.

It was firmly fixed on Jiang Cheng's hand that was touching Chen Jiaxue's body.

His chest rose and fell violently, causing the crystal glass on the tray to tremble slightly and the ice cubes to clink.

Looking at the posture, she knew what was going on.

Chen Jiaxue, this shameless bitch! She actually used such a despicable method to seduce Jiang Shao? !

For people like them, this trick of pretending to drop something and then taking the opportunity to seduce passengers is easy and simple.

This slut definitely did it on purpose.

Dropping something in this corridor to seduce Jiang Cheng is really anxious.

Oh, look at her kneeling on the ground, wagging her tail and begging for mercy, she is no different from a bitch.

What is the status and position of Jiang Shao?

Will you buy this?

But the next second, her disdain froze on her face.

Because she saw Jiang Cheng actually approaching Chen Jiaxue.

Instead, he leaned closer, his thin lips almost touching the bitch's earlobe, and said something.

Chen Jiaxue burst into laughter and deliberately rubbed her buttocks against his leg.

Even when he was kneading her, she arched her back slightly like a cat so that his palm could be closer to her.

Seeing Jiang Cheng staring at her, Zhao Yihan showed a hint of embarrassment on her face.

Seeing Jiang Cheng staring at her, a barely perceptible embarrassment instantly appeared on Zhao Yihan's face.

In her anxiety, Zhao Yihan's nails unconsciously scratched the tray, making a harsh sound.

However, the embarrassment was fleeting, and she soon realized that there was no need to panic.

After all, just now, Jiang Cheng clearly showed that he was more interested in her. !

Chen Jiaxue had actually discovered Zhao Yihan a long time ago.

But she turned a blind eye.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng did not take any further action,

Chen Jiaxue was upset and pretended to be panicked while covering her collar, but she deliberately exposed more lace. "Hey, Sister Yihan, why... why are you here?"

Zhao Yihan took a deep breath and tried to calm her inner turmoil. She forced herself to put on a professional smile and tried to make her tone sound natural and friendly: "Fruit after the meal."

She stepped forward, but her high heels "accidentally" stepped on the silk scarf in Chen Jiaxue's hand that was scattered on the ground.

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

Then he leaned over to put the tray down, moved his body closer to Chen Jiaxue, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

He said coldly: "You are really professional to be able to pick up things and put them in a man's arms."

Not only did there not appear any trace of annoyance in Chen Jiaxue's eyes, but an even sweeter smile quickly emerged.

She responded coquettishly, "How can I compare to you, Sister Yihan~" As she spoke, she glanced at Zhao Yihan's tight uniform skirt with a hint of meaning, and continued, "Such a tight skirt, you deliberately changed it to a smaller size... Aren't you afraid that the buttons will break when you bend over?"

Zhao Yihan's face turned stiff in an instant. She obviously did not expect Chen Jiaxue to fight back so directly.

She gripped the edge of the tray tightly, trying to keep herself calm, but the anger in her heart erupted like a volcano.

Jiang Cheng, who was standing aside, watched the swordplay between the two women with great interest.

Suddenly he reached out and touched the back of Zhao Yihan's hand as she squatted on the fruit plate: "I won't eat the fruit plate, but you showed up at the right time..."

Hearing this, Zhao Yihan trembled all over as if he had been electrocuted.

Her eyes were like those of a frightened deer, sparkling as she looked at Jiang Cheng. There was surprise and a hint of indescribable expectation in her eyes.

Seeing Jiang Cheng was about to attack Zhao Yihan again.

"I just learned Thai massage recently. Jiang Shao, don't you really want to try it? Thai massage, hehe, it's actually a bit like that, you know..."

As Chen Jiaxue spoke, she seemed a little worried that Jiang Cheng would stay away from her.

So she quickly stood up and stuck close to Jiang Cheng like a well-behaved kitten.

Then he lowered his voice again, "Besides, I also know how to use oil..."

Does this mean that he should be intimate with Jiang Cheng in the guest room, leaving her alone to serve so many people outside? ?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yihan also stuck to it.

"Mr. Jiang just said that he doesn't want that kind of formal massage." Zhao Yihan said in a delicate voice, "Although Jiaxue's technique is very professional, for a distinguished guest like Mr. Jiang, he should enjoy some more...personal service." I have to tell you, I haven't even taken the massage certificate exam yet. "

"How dare you come out and make a fool of yourself without a certificate?" Chen Jiaxue sneered, obviously disagreeing with what Zhao Yihan said.

"How can you say it's a show of ugliness?" Zhao Yihan retorted disapprovingly, "As long as Young Master Jiang likes it, that's the best, isn't it?"

Seeing Zhao Yihan thrust out her plump breasts again, Chen Jiaxue clenched her teeth tightly.

To be honest, if Zhao Yihan hadn't suddenly appeared, she was 100% confident that she could take down Jiang Cheng.

After all, Jiang Cheng had already become tough just now.

If she had been a little more proactive, she might have been lying on the wall in the aisle by now.

There is no need to go back to the room to do anything.

However, the appearance of Zhao Yihan now brought about a huge change in the whole scene.

Chen Jiaxue keenly noticed that Jiang Cheng's attitude began to waver, which made her feel a little anxious and uneasy.

In a hurry, Chen Jiaxue gritted her teeth and said provocatively: "Why don't we go together? Let Jiang Shao judge who is more..." Her fingertips ambiguously stroked Zhao Yihan's collarbone, "Professional."

Zhao Yihan's breathing stagnated. She didn't expect the other party to dare to play like this.

Although she is older, this is the first time that Zhao Yihan has come into contact with Jiang Cheng.

Naturally, her understanding of Jiang Cheng was not as detailed as Chen Jiaxue's.

Naturally she refused to play this kind of game.

However, since Jiang Cheng was present, Zhao Yihan did not dare to refuse outright.

She glared at Chen Jiaxue fiercely, as if blaming her for being too absurd.

He quickly adjusted his expression and took a half step back in a reserved manner.

"This... this is against the rules..." Zhao Yihan's voice trembled slightly.

She even unconsciously stole a glance at Jiang Cheng's reaction from the corner of her eyes.

She originally thought that by saying this she would make Chen Jiaxue appear to be lewd and irresponsible, thus highlighting her own dignity and reserve in front of Jiang Cheng.

However, what Zhao Yihan never expected was that her words suddenly triggered a sneer from Jiang Cheng.

"Rules?" Just now, Jiang Cheng's face showed a hint of interest in her.

But after Zhao Yihan said this, Jiang Cheng's face was filled with a look of disappointment as if he had been disturbed.

He put his arm around Chen Jiaxue's waist and took her to the guest room.

"Since you are so abiding by the rules, then go down."

The atmosphere is set here.

Isn't it a waste of time to talk about following the rules now?

If you really follow the rules, you should have pretended you didn't see anything and just walked away.

Seeing Chen Jiaxue taking the opportunity to make a triumphant expression towards him.

Zhao Yihan suddenly panicked.

Jiang Cheng is a high-end customer of private jets.

If he is not satisfied with my service.

Maybe she will be fired tomorrow and lose her job.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yihan stumbled on the carpet in her high heels: "Master Jiang! I actually..."

Chen Jiaxue took the opportunity to press herself forward and raised her chin towards Zhao Yihan as if in protest.

"Aren't we supposed to follow the rules? Sister Yihan, why don't you go outside and let Young Master Jiang let me serve you."

After saying this, Chen Jiaxue even mouthed the words "Beg me" from an angle that Jiang Cheng couldn't see.

Looking at Chen Jiaxue's proud look.

Zhao Yihan's clenched fists trembled slightly, and her fingertips painted with cherry-colored nail polish sank into her palms.