Water and Fire~Chapter 139.2: Throwing Away Two Hundred Yuan

 

Chapter 139.2: Throwing Away Two Hundred Yuan

Chu Qianmiao and Wang Jun visited the radio and television agencies and submitted the interview outline and responses to the questions to the China Securities Regulatory Commission.

Their responses were approved, and soon, Hanhai Home Textiles' acquisition of Zhaohuan Education was back under review.

Meanwhile, Henong Co., Ltd.'s acquisition of Xingfei Education and Yisi Education wasn't proceeding so smoothly. Their projects remain suspended for review, and will remain so until all branches complete fire safety inspections.

Zhou Hanhai, Zhao Zhenghuan, Wang Jun, and Tang Jie were all deeply relieved by the outcome. They said, "People shouldn't do evil. Look, they tried to harm us, but ended up getting caught in the act themselves. This is what they call stealing a chicken but losing the rice!"

While awaiting the review, Chu Qianmiao completed a major life event—she and Gu Miaoyu finally ended their cohabitation and moved into separate houses.

They agreed to move on the same day.

Both felt a little sad that day, but as promised, neither cried. After all, it was a good thing, even if it meant a separation. They bid farewell to their days of renting and worked hard to establish themselves in this city. Gu Miaoyu is too busy and often not at home when she is on business. Chu Qianmiao has been staying in Beijing to work on a project recently, so she took Miaomiao to her place to raise her. On weekends, she would either take Miaomiao and the cat to Gu Miaoyu's house.

Show her, or have Gu Miaoyu come to her house to check on them and their cat.

Shortly after the move, the Hanhai Home Textiles acquisition project was officially brought to the table. After some twists and turns, the final outcome was positive: Hanhai Home Textiles successfully received approval.

Chu Qianmiao was a little excited that day. Five years ago, Hanhai Home Textiles was her first project in the industry, and five years later, it was her first project after being promoted to department head. Hanhai Home Textiles has always been a milestone in her career, witnessing each of her growth moments.

On the day they received the approval, Zhou Hanhai threw a grand celebration.

Excited, Chu Qianmiao drank excessively that night. She remained sane at the banquet, but after leaving the banquet hall, as Ren Yan supported her as they walked under the shade of the trees for fresh air, her consciousness began to fade.

When she regained some consciousness, she found herself, in a daze, being dragged by Ren Yan to the side of a multi-story building on the roadside. It was shady.

He pulled her in and kissed her passionately.

His kisses grew more and more intense, and a strange smell escaped from her throat. It was the uncontrollable passion of passion.

The summer night was oppressively hot, and she felt like she was on fire. She realized he was on fire, even more intensely than she was. She had to help him, help him breathe and cool down. She yanked the hem of his shirt out of his belt and joyfully pulled it up, letting him breathe.

He watched her tossing and turning, a mixture of laughter and tears.

Then her fingertips prodded his abdominal muscles, tracing the lines and angles that appeared and disappeared.

She heard him call her name, his voice hoarse and magnetic.

The next moment, she suddenly patted his firm belly and ordered, "Hey! Breathe! I want to see the nine-square grid!" He was both amused and annoyed by her request. Her voice, warmed by alcohol and passion, was a bit coquettish, and it made his heart flutter.

His abdominal muscles, as she had wished, emerged with sharp, angular features.

The next moment, he saw her prodding his abs, her saliva practically drooling.

That tender claw was wreaking havoc on his nine-square grid. She, the instigator, was drunkenly saying, "Teacher Ren, I miss it more than I miss you!"

Ren Yan was in a state of confusion at the sound, unsure whether to be jealous of his own belly.

She laughed, becoming more and more aggressive, pinching and kneading his nine-square grid, and occasionally looking up and grinning at him.

Drunk, she transformed into a little girl again.

The little girl, like a torchbearer, ignited both the "fires" in his name.

The flames threatened to scorch him to the point of exploding. Many times recently, he'd been swelled to the point of exploding with thoughts of her.

But he didn't dare bring it up with her, nor did he dare attack her. He relied on willpower and cold showers to keep himself from transforming into a wolf and to remain a decent human being.

—She had recently told him, annoyed, that she felt their l*st was too strong and too spiritual, that they'd rushed to the bedroom without even a word when they met. Even if it wasn't in the bedroom, the actions they'd taken after a few words were still the same... less talk, more action. Effective communication was sorely lacking, leaving him to guess what the other person was thinking. She complained that their previous relationship was soulless.

After hearing that, how could he dare even mention it? He could only vent all his desires in a daily kiss, then take a slow, cold shower when he got home.

He was so consumed by her touch that he could barely hold on until he got home for a cold shower.

He had to stop her drunken rampage.

Ren Yan grabbed Chu Qianmiao's soft, tender hands, which were now rubbing his abdomen. Her hands, boneless and smooth in his grip, made him want to crush them.

Deprived of her abs, she looked up at him unhappily.

Her eyes, watery from the alcohol, stared at him unhappily, "Why are you stopping me? You're so picky, and you're planning on charging me?"

Ren Yan was both amused and infuriated by her drunken ramblings. He said nothing, simply guiding her to lower her head and observe the obvious changes.

Chu Qianmiao looked down, uttered a hickey, and, with a pout, whistled mischievously downward.

Ren Yan gasped, unsure whether to kiss her, spank her, or just kill her.

Chu Qianmiao finished her evil deed and looked up at Ren Yan, her drunken eyes glittering with a strange light.

She looked at him, grinning, a lecherous smile, and said, "Why don't we find a place to have a deeper conversation!"

******

To Ren Yan at that moment, these words sounded like heavenly music. He couldn't have asked for more.

Without waiting for his reaction, Chu Qianmiao had already dragged him out of the shade of the building's side wall, surveying the terrain. Finally, she pointed at the main entrance, clapped her hands happily, and said, "What a coincidence! This is a motel! This is it!"

She turned to Ren Yan and asked, "Where's your ID?"

Ren Yan pulled his wallet from his trouser pocket, pulled out his ID, and handed it to her.

Chu Qianmiao snatched the ID and waved his arm proudly at him, "Let's go! Let's get a room!"

Ren Yan: "..."

This was the first time she had taken the initiative in their relationship. It felt fresh and interesting to him.

He followed her through the main entrance of the Express Hotel and checked into the room.

She led him into the elevator with a confident and confident air. Express hotels were no match for star-rated hotels; in his eyes, everything about them was shabby and unbearable.

But once inside, he forgot the simplicity and unbearableness of the place. It was now his paradise.

As soon as they closed the door, their passion ignited, and they kissed passionately from the entrance all the way to the bathroom.

They showered together.

The Express Hotel bathroom was too small, limiting Ren Yan's chances of holding Chu Qianmiao down and having a chance encounter. He finally managed to hold it in until he emerged from the shower, and the large bed became the main battleground.

As soon as they climbed into bed, Chu Qianmiao knelt beside it and gave him an order.

"Tonight you must obey my orders! Tonight it's my turn to torment you!" She commanded him in a sassy and coquettish voice.

Ren Yan looked at Chu Qianmiao. She was pretty and beautiful. The room was dimly lit, and she was a breathtaking sight, gleaming and captivating. Seeing her like this, he almost forgot about the world. Naturally, she could do whatever she said; he just wanted her to make him happy.

So, in bed, she began role-playing with him.

First, she played the innocent virgin, whimpering to him, "Brother, this is my first time, please be gentle, woooooo!"

—and she even wooooed pretentiously.

He truly loved her affectation, taking her with him on a journey of utter and utter despair.

Her woooo ... He carried her through the storm, and when the waves subsided, every inch of his heart was filled with satisfaction.

After this org*sm, she rested for a moment, then quickly regained her spirits.

She leaped to her feet, looking down from above, her eyes gleaming as she admired the grid.

Her face, rosy from the alcohol and the cum, she began to play the same trick again: "Little brother, is this your first time? Don't be afraid, Queen Sister, be gentle. Queen Sister loves you!"

She, the Queen Sister, had completely captivated him, the little brother, giving her everything, even her life.

After this, a moment later, she surprisingly regained her strength and switched roles once again.

"Shh! You can't make a sound. I'm having a secret meeting with you. If anyone finds out, I'll be beaten to death! We have to be quiet... Shh! Don't say anything. I understand, I understand everything. I'll find a way to escape. I won't abandon you!"

He was practically absorbed in her roleplay, and he forced himself into the thrill of having an affair with her.

That last time, she completely let herself go.

Her little white teeth bared and gnashed as she muttered, "Young man, I'll buy your virginity tonight! Remember to ask me for the payment tomorrow morning!"

She continued to do evil to him, tormenting him to the point of exploding.

He felt like he was lying in the ocean, looking up at her. She stirred up a wave, and he would drown.

The first time he'd seen her drunk, she was so utterly insane. She'd played role-playing games with him all night, leaving him breathless and completely lost. In the end, he'd fallen into a deep sleep, both exhilarated and exhausted. Before he lost consciousness, he'd even thought about how it would be a good idea to get her drunk every day.

***

The next morning, when Chu Qianmiao opened her eyes, she felt as if every bone in her body had been hammered eight times.

Aches and pains.

She regained consciousness and finally realized she was resting her head on Ren Yan's arm.

Looking down, they were all naked...

Even if she couldn't remember what they'd done last night, it was clear at a glance.

Chu Qianmiao looked up and saw Ren Yan covered in red marks.

She stared blankly. She only remembered asking for s*x last night...

What happened next? Why were he covered in red marks, deep and shallow? Had she s*xually abused him?!

Several images of her pinching and biting him flashed through her mind.

She stared, gasping.

So, she had this habit even when she was drunk?!

She covered her forehead, trying to calm herself.

An image from last night flashed back into her mind.

—Young man, I'll buy your virginity tonight! Remember to ask me for payment tomorrow morning!

She suddenly felt playful, quietly got up, put on her clothes, took out 200 yuan from her wallet and threw it next to his pillow, then ran away.