Sweet little assistant, CEO's sweetheart

She just massaged according to her own ideas. If she hired a professional masseur, the effect would be better.

"Why ask someone else? You're doing a great job right now."

Kuang Weiwei was speechless for a moment at his words.

She had been wanting to say something for a long time, but she was too shy to do so, so she never mentioned it.

Doesn’t he know what Shen Jianli will do after the massage?

She sat still.

Shen Jianli frowned, "Why didn't you wash your hands?"

Every time before she gave him a massage, she would wash her hands. The fresh scent of her hands made him feel very comfortable.

Kuang Weiwei held it in for a while, and finally spoke out what was in her heart.

"Mr. Shen, after I give you a massage, you always..."

She pursed her lips and mustered the courage to continue, "You should know clearly what you did after the massage."

Her voice was not loud, but Shen Jianli heard it clearly.

Of course, he knew very well what he had done, as clear as a mirror.

But he didn't know what was going on.

He needed Kuang Weiwei to help him with head massage, but what happened afterwards was beyond his control. He didn't know if Kuang Weiwei would believe it if he told her.

You definitely won’t believe it. Kuang Weiwei just thinks that he did it but doesn’t dare to admit it!

"Well, didn't it happen last time?"

That certainly didn't happen last time, but he still grabbed her and kissed her for quite a while.

He felt embarrassed when he thought about these things.

It felt like someone was controlling his body. No one could explain the grievance he felt.

Speaking of this, Kuang Weiwei almost couldn't help herself.

"It's because I run fast."

Shen Jianli leaned back, shielding his eyes with his hands, and said helplessly, "If I want to be rude to you, just run away."

Kuang Weiwei remained unmoved.

Shen Jianli sighed inwardly. It was his bad luck that he had to deal with such a headache.

He sat up straight, picked up his phone, and transferred 50,000 yuan to her.

"I'll try not to touch you, you have a little faith in me."

Seeing the 50,000 transferred in, it was 10,000 more than the last time.

Kuang Weiwei's eyes lit up at the sight of money. Why was she becoming more and more greedy? Seeing the money, her heart was shaken.

Shen Jianli found her expression a little funny.

I really can't hide my feelings at all.

Fifty thousand is not a lot for him, but for Kuang Weiwei, it is a huge sum of money.

It was almost her monthly salary.

Kuang Weiwei struggled for a moment, but finally decided to bow to money.

As long as she saves enough money to buy a house, she can refuse with confidence when she wants to in the future.

She clicked to receive and stood up. "Thank you, Mr. Shen. I'll go wash my hands first."

In order to avoid the situation that happened a few times before, Shen Jianli deliberately did not go into the lounge, but waited for her on the sofa in the office.

However, the sofa is never as comfortable as the bed.

Kuang Weiwei washed her hands and came out. Seeing that he didn't enter the lounge, she wanted to ask for confirmation, "Mr. Shen, aren't you going in?"

Shen Jianli moved his thigh unnaturally and said, "No."

Kuang Weiwei nodded in understanding. In fact, she had almost forgotten about the incident of them accidentally sleeping together.

Now she serves Shen Jianli just for money, just like she gets paid to work at Shen Group.

She walked behind the sofa and pressed her soft fingertips on his temples.

After the first few times of pressing, she is now more or less proficient. She can massage him for half an hour using the familiar strength and method.

Shen Jianli's head didn't hurt particularly tonight, but he just felt a heavy and tired feeling. If he hadn't experienced Kuang Weiwei's acupressure, this little discomfort would have been bearable.

But it’s like a delicious meal is placed before you, and when you’re hungry, how can you resist eating it?

Kuang Weiwei is a capable subordinate, and even her massage is so excellent. With such a good function, of course we should make good use of it.

He provides money and she helps him solve problems. They each get what they need and it benefits both of them.

Kuang Weiwei gave him a massage in a very proper manner. Since she received 50,000 yuan in service fees, she worked even harder to help him relieve his headache.

The heaviness in Shen Jianli's head gradually disappeared.

It's a magical process.

As the headache disappeared, his body seemed to float up into the clouds. At this moment, he really wanted to grab Kuang Weiwei's hand to see clearly.

Is there some kind of magic in her hands?

However, Kuang Weiwei is just an ordinary person, where does her magic come from? It must be an accident that Kuang Weiwei's massage is effective.

The time was almost up, and he became wary.

Whenever his mind became relaxed, his body would feel strange and he would uncontrollably do things to Kuang Weiwei that he shouldn't have done.

Before half an hour had passed, Shen Jianli called her, "It's okay."

As long as it ends early, everything should be fine, right?

Kuang Weiwei glanced at the time, "Mr. Shen, less than half an hour..."

The time has not come yet, and she feels uneasy holding the money.

"That's it."

Kuang Weiwei understood what he meant. She and Shen Jianli were superiors and subordinates, and it was wrong for that kind of thing to happen in the first place.

After taking her hand away, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll be leaving first. Goodbye, Mr. Shen."

She picked up the bag on the coffee table and walked out of the office.

Before she left completely, Shen Jianli's body suddenly became uncontrollably agitated.

It was like a volcanic eruption without any warning.

Shen Jianli's sanity was being quickly swallowed up. Experiencing the loss of control over his body firsthand, he felt a moment of panic.

He was trying hard to regain his consciousness, and with a loud bang, he hit himself in the face.

Hearing the loud slap, Kuang Weiwei turned back in confusion.

Then she was stunned.

Shen Jianli was slapping himself in the face like a madman.

What's happening here?

are you crazy?

Kuang Weiwei watched as his slaps hit her flesh with such force that it hurt just looking at them.

"Mr. Shen, what's wrong with you?"

"Come on!"

Shen Jianli shouted sternly, telling her to leave quickly.

But, in his condition, he seemed like he was possessed by a ghost. How could she leave?

If after she left, Shen Jianli took something to hurt himself or ended his life directly, then she would become a suspect tomorrow.

Not only was she a suspect, she also lost her job.

For the sake of her own pocket, she walked over.

She put the bag down, walked over, and grabbed the hand that had hit him in the face.

"Mr. Shen, stop hitting yourself. Your face is almost swollen. You're so strong that you'll kill yourself."

Half of Shen Jianli's face was already very red.

Perhaps slapping my face had some effect, and the heat in my body subsided a little, and it was no longer as intense as before.

"It's okay, it will be fine soon."

He took a breath, his sanity gradually returning, and he felt much more relieved.

"You, what's wrong? Why..."

Whipping yourself for no reason.

Although Shen Jianli could control the desires in his body, his body was still very hot when he saw Kuang Weiwei.