Ava didn't expect that the feeling could be so strong even through clothes... And Aaden's actions didn't seem to be to satisfy himself, but rather to "provoke" because of his competitiveness. He wanted to prove something to her... So, his behavior made three words come to Ava's mind: slow, superficial, and full of malice. Ava's back arched again and again. The experience is comparable to melting marshmallows, rippling tides, and spreading white light. And Aaden's movements seemed to have a touch of gentleness behind the evil aura that made people blush. Therefore, Ava's hands were soft and she did not push him away during the whole process. ...
After a while, Aaden stopped playing "pranks" in his sleep, sat up, stared at the air for a few seconds, stood up and went back to his room. Ava sat up and lowered her head: Under the moonlight, there were traces of moisture on the top of her T-shirt. The clothes are always in place, but they feel so sexy. Everything told her that the brief touch just now was not a dream, but really happened. Ava was also stunned for a while. When she calm down, Ava tiptoed back to the bedroom and lay down quietly. However, this time, she couldn't sleep at all. Ava began to write a short composition in her mind. First she screamed hundreds of "ah" words. And compare the real feelings with the description in story. Finally, she made a concluding sigh: [The sleepwalking Aaden Dog is really interesting and useful! ! !]
Ava has been in isolation for more than twenty years in the apocalypse, and no one taught her to be shy or to refuse before accept. When this happens, her mind can only reflect her true feelings truthfully. At this moment, Aaden suddenly coughed quietly. Ava was still immersed in the shock of her opening the door to a new world and didn't even notice. She gradually calmed down and started to have trouble: [However, Aaden Dog hates contact with women.] [Would he be so angry if he found out? ! ] [Will he blame me again for stimulating him while he is sleepwalking? ] [oh, I admit that using He Coty for stimulation is still too intense. ] [Otherwise, I'll go back to mansion early tomorrow morning. As long as I don't meet him, he won't be able to find any flaws. ] [As long as I don't mention this matter then, who will know? ] [Well, just forget about it and just pretend it didn't happen. ]
Early the next morning, Ava woke up and Aaden was gone. Ava composed herself and prepared to return to the mansion. At this moment, a message came from WhatsApp. Ava saw it and saw it was from Aaden: "Are you awake?" Ava's scalp suddenly tightened. Before, she was calm and composed when facing Aaden, but now her eyelids jump wildly just seeing his WhatsApp name. Ava replied: "I'm awake..." Aaden: "You're awake why you're not coming to work?" Ava: "..." Aaden: "Breakfast is on the table. Come over after you finish it. It's your first day to report. Don't be late." Ava: "Go to work?" Aaden: "Miss Mo Ran, the director of brand planning&operations announced last night, do you remember?" Ava: "...Remember, okay."
Ava used to be big-hearted, but today she read the conversation with Aaden several times, and even tried to figure out the tone and punctuation. Finally, Ava concluded from Aaden's calm words as usual: He was indeed sleepwalking last night. Otherwise, Ava didn't believe that a person who hated his fiancee as much as in the original book would react so indifferently in the morning after an intimate contact. After Ava was convinced, she felt relieved. After eating the breakfast Aaden had left for her, she went to the next building. As soon as the front desk saw Ava, before she heard her say anything, she smiled and said, "Ms. Ava, follow me." It seemed that Aaden had already made arrangements, and Ava followed the front desk to the thirty-fifth floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, Ava saw a crowd of people guarding the elevator door. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, all the people applauded: "Welcome Ms. Ava." Cindy emerged from the crowd. "Sister Ava, these are the teams assigned to you by Brother-Mr. Aaden." Ava: "..." Ava: "Why are there two teams?" There are obviously two teams: one is in suits and leather shoes, which is elite style. Another row of people dressed in a flamboyant, which is artist-like style. Cindy: "One is the brand operation team. Several people were transferred from VEN. The other is the artist studio team, which is responsible for the management of your internet celebrity work!" Ava: "???" Cindy: "Mr. Aaden said that now that you are somewhat famous, if you continue to make videos and manage your account, you will need a team to help you share the burden-" Ava felt warm in her heart: "Are Mr. Aaden afraid that I will work too hard?" Cindy shook her head: "He said he was afraid that you would make videos at working time, which would delay your job." Ava: "...I know." Ava was even more convinced that Aaden was sleepwalking last night. Cindy stepped forward and took Ava's hand, happily introducing everyone in the team to her. After the introduction, Cindy's eyes flashed, and she held Ava's hand and shook it: "Sister Ava, now I am also the chief designer of your team." "I solemnly promise you that I will draw again later. All the manuscripts will be handed over and will not be thrown into the trash can again." Ava: "Do you trust me so much?" Cindy touched her nose sheepishly: "That's not true, my brother - Mr. Aaden throw all the trash cans on this floor, and I can't throw away my manuscript." Ava: "..." Ava asked casually, "Where is Mr. Aaden?" Cindy: "Oh, he has a whole day of meetings today, so I might he not have time to come here." Ava: "That's great!" Soon, she changed her mind and said, "I mean, what a pity." Ava felt greatly relieved. Thinking of the brief warming moment last night and those evil methods, Ava couldn't face Aaden again all at once. [It's great not to have to face Aaden Dog. ] She thought secretly in her heart.
Aaden was in a meeting at this time. In the morning, during the meeting, he wandered off several times, which never happen before. He was thinking about when the situation became uncontrollable last night. Obviously at the beginning, he just didn't want to hear He Coty's name from her mouth... As for his subsequent actions, it was completely instinctive. When he realized what he was doing, Aaden felt anxious in his heart: The self-control he was most proud of began to crack. But this was not what shocked Aaden the most. What he couldn't accept was that at that time, a secret thought flashed through his heart: Bringing her pleasure in person was more satisfying than enjoying it himself. Sensing this thought, Aaden felt a sense of fear: In the past twenty-five years, he has been evaluated as the "living king of hell" by the outside world. When has he ever considered anyone's feelings? So, he stopped abruptly. Care means losing control. He can't go any further, otherwise, he may fall into a passive situation! ...
Someone threw a pencil on the table. Aaden picked it up, held it in his hand, and then released it and turned it. His strong fingers pressed against the end of the pencil, sometimes loosening and sometimes tightening. At this time, Aaden was a little lucky that Ava was not by his side. After such a night where the temperature was gradually rising, if he still listened to her heart at a close distance, he was afraid that his attention would really run away completely. The people in the meeting saw Aaden like this, and sent a WhatsApp message on their mobile phone under the table: "Is our plan not good?" "We changed three or four plans in the morning, and the boss is not paying attention." Then, at this time, Aaden heard a voice: [God bless...] Aaden:! ! ! Aaden: Why is this voice so familiar? ! His eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the conference room one by one, and everyone was silent. An ominous premonition flashed through Aaden's heart. Next, a familiar female voice came continuously: [Hope Aaden Dog has been working overtime these days, don't go back to mansion, don't let us meet, please, please...] "Pa." Aaden broke the pencil. Everyone in the conference room:... Aaden:... The effective distance of mind reading has been extended.
Cindy, as the intern designer of the original VEN brand, introduced the team members to Ava one by one. Ava discovered that a few people had their eyes on their foreheads when shaking hands, and they looked unconvinced with Ava. Although Ava didn't quite understand the twists and turns of human beings, she was not completely ignorant of the ways of the world. She's not very famous yet, and she was appointed temporarily after a stunt, which is a mockery for these seniors. However, Ava never cared about this. She just clapped her hands and said, "Then let's start planning what items to launch next?" Cindy: "Sister Ava, what do you think?" Ava: "Underwear." In fact, she had already came up with this idea to launch underwear that is comfortable and close to the skin. Just like the descriptions of the remaining human images she had seen in the apocalypse: Women finally no longer dress up to please anyone, but wear things that make themselves physically and mentally comfortable from the inside out. Hearing the underwear, several people in the team nodded. A tall and thin girl responded: "I agree! I can never buy the right underwear. Any underwear I try will always come up empty." Among the designers transferred from the VEN brand, a tall, thin male designer had a rather vicious tongue: "Darling~ Isn't it your own fault that you can't buy underwear? I told you before, be brave, spend a little money, and have an operation, and you can wear the most fabulous underwear in the world." "Louis, you are so annoying.." The male designer named Louis hugged his chest and said: "When you can't buy the right size in the market, don't blame the world for not accommodating you. What you should do is: always reflect on yourself." After Louis finished speaking, he paused deliberately. Several other people transferred from the VEN brand immediately looked at each other with knowing smiles. Ava understood: Before she came, these people must have watched the video she posted on Mo Ran's account. Especially the clip where she complained that her underwear didn't fit. The words just now were meant for her to hear. Ava: I didn't hear it. Ava: "Let's brainstorm ideas first. Let's each draw a concept map, and then everyone will vote." Many people shouted "Received". Only Louis remained silent and rolled his eyes.
This very large office, as the workplace of an original brand, does not have a single private room. Instead, it is directly opened up and several super large work surfaces are built with logs and iron frames for the team to draw inspiration and discuss. Ava leaned over a workbench and drew a few concept drawings. She tried to recall and copy the high-tech underwear pictures she had seen in the apocalypse. So, several times, when Louis passed behind her, Ava heard him make an obvious "chi" sound. Ava still pretended not to hear, stretched, walked to the coffee bar, and drank a latte. Louis and an employee followed closely behind. They stood three meters away from Ava and "whispered" in a voice that many people could hear: "How could Mr. Aaden think of inviting such a person come here?" "An Internet celebrity doesn't even know basic fashion knowledge. She just comes to tell us what to do." "Don't worry, Mr. Aaden may just take advantage of her popularity and throw it away after using it." "How long do we have to endure this unprofessionalism?" Several old employees transferred from VEN looked at each other in confusion again. The tall and thin girl hesitated to speak. When the others blinked, her open mouth closed again. Everyone was watching.
The morning passed, and lunch was approaching. At that time, everyone gathered and showed their concept sketches. Ava found that almost every concept picture was a bit perfunctory. However, the one who was so perfunctory as to be provocative was Louis: he copied a gem bra released by ELBU, where the pattern should be drawn, he did not draw the pattern, but wrote two huge words on one side: "Flower, pattern." Cindy became a little anxious when she saw this posture. She took Ava's hand and whispered, "Do you want me to call my brother?" " Ava shook her head. [Why should I call Aaden for such a trivial matter?]
After Aaden broke the pencil, everyone in the conference room pulled each other's sleeves, found an excuse to express all their opinions in advance, and left. So Aaden and his assistant were the only ones left in the big conference room. Aaden was still holding the broken pen and frowning, puzzled about the extension of the effective distance of mind reading. For a long time, he asked casually: "Is Mo Ran already here?" Assistant: "Already here. Does Mr. Aaden want to take a look? " Aaden thought about Ava's "prayer" and said in a very bad tone: "No need." Assistant: Sure enough, Mr. Aaden is indifferent to all women. No matter how Internet celebrity she is... Aaden: "Just in the conference room, turn on the surveillance camera in her office. I'll watch from here. " Assistant:!!!
Then, Aaden and his assistant saw the situation of Louis publicly provoking Ava on the monitor: Ava pointed to the word pattern: "Excuse me, what pattern are you planning to design? " Louis: "I wrote this deliberately to test you." Louis clenched his fists and coughed, then asked with a smile: "Miss Mo Ran, do you know what classic prints are in the fashion industry?" As a veteran designer, Louis has more than 20 years of experience in the industry. At this moment, he is full of "confidence" in the camera. And Ava looks effeminate in the surveillance camera, just like an image of a vase with full breasts and empty brains. The assistant was a little worried: "Mr. Aaden, should we go over there and properly protect Miss Mo Ran's self-esteem? Don't let her be fooled by the old man in the workplace on the first day." Aaden turned around with a puzzled look on his face: "Whose self-esteem are you talking about protecting?"