89: Chapter 90 The arrow is on the string, and you're doing this?

Ten minutes later, Jiang Jing pulled up to the hotel entrance with a beautiful drift.

The bellhop was about to step forward but froze in place—the first thing to step out of the car was a peerless, beautiful leg wrapped in black silk, and the ten-centimeter red-bottomed high heels clicked crisply against the ground.

Her explosive figure struck the bellhop's small heart like a thunderbolt, impossible to shake off.

Jiang Jing tossed the keys to the stunned bellhop and naturally wrapped his arm around Su Xiaoxiao's waist.

Walking into the lobby, the cold air from the air conditioning couldn't lower the soaring temperature between the two.

Jiang Jing and Su Xiaoxiao walked toward the front desk, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

To be precise, it was Su Xiaoxiao who attracted everyone's attention!

She stepped in her high heels, her waist swaying lightly, her proud E-cup curves threatening to burst from her tight dress, and the curve of her hips was so perfect it made people unable to look away.

Several male waiters stared blankly, almost bumping into a pillar.

[Damn... that figure is insane!]

[Who is that guy? So lucky!]

[Damn it, I'm so jealous...]

Jealous glares shot toward Jiang Jing like knives, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.

At the front desk, a male employee wearing glasses was on the phone, but when he saw Su Xiaoxiao approaching, his rehearsed script suddenly faltered.

"Hello, may... may I ask if you have a reservation?" His gaze uncontrollably lingered on Su Xiaoxiao's chest for two seconds.

Jiang Jing tapped on the marble countertop: "Presidential suite, two days."

The male employee paused for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Alright, sir, I'll process it for you immediately!"

Su Xiaoxiao stood to the side, her fingertips gently twirling the ends of her hair, her gaze burning as she stared at Jiang Jing's profile, "Tsk, even the way you swipe your card is so handsome..."

She leaned in intentionally and whispered in his ear: "Brother, are you in such a hurry?"

Warm breath sprayed against his ear, carrying a faint scent of perfume, igniting a fire in Jiang Jing's heart.

He turned his head, meeting her mischievous gaze, and chuckled: "What, are you scared?"

"Scared?" Su Xiaoxiao's red lips curled slightly, her fingertips tracing lightly across his chest, "I'm afraid that you... won't be able to handle it."

—A provocation!

Jiang Jing's eyes darkened, and he reached out to wrap his arm around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

"Want to try?"

Su Xiaoxiao's heart raced from his sudden movement, but she remained charming on the surface: "Let's try then~"

Two female receptionists behind him pretended to organize documents, but their eyes kept darting toward Jiang Jing—his 185cm height, his handsome, sculpture-like profile, the million-dollar watch on his wrist resting casually on the counter; he radiated a masculine pheromone that made one's legs go weak.

Jiang Jing took the room key, and the two walked toward the elevator to head upstairs.

Su Xiaoxiao breathed hot air into Jiang Jing's ear, "That receptionist just now, her eyes were about to pop out watching you~"

The moment the elevator door closed, Jiang Jing finally couldn't help but press Su Xiaoxiao against the mirror, his hand on her waist: "Having fun?"

"It's alright~" Instead of dodging, Su Xiaoxiao raised a leg to wrap around his waist, letting her skirt ride up to the top of her thigh, "But I'm looking forward more... to the game that follows."

The mirror reflected their pressed-together figures; Su Xiaoxiao leaned into Jiang Jing's embrace, her fingers restlessly drawing circles on his chest.

"Brother, are you usually... this direct?"

Jiang Jing lowered his eyes, looking at her red lips just inches away, his voice low: "That depends on who it is."

"Oh?" She raised her gaze, her eyes full of provocation, "Then am I... qualified?"

Jiang Jing didn't answer; instead, he lowered his head and kissed her lips!

"Mmph...!"

Su Xiaoxiao's pupils constricted, but soon, she closed her eyes, actively wrapping her arms around his neck and responding passionately.

The pair's passion was interrupted by the "ding" of the elevator.

As the door opened, a middle-aged woman pushing a cleaning cart stared in shock at the two, who were almost entangled, and the rag in her hand dropped to the floor.

She inwardly ranted: Young people these days are too bold; they couldn't even wait until they got to the room, how shameless!

Su Xiaoxiao giggled and pulled Jiang Jing along as they ran, her high heels thumping dully on the hallway carpet.

When Jiang Jing swiped the card to open the door, she couldn't even wait to fully enter before jumping onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist.

"Lock the door." She breathed softly into Jiang Jing's ear, "I want to see if Brother is really... a man of his word."

Just as the two were like tinder and a spark, about to ignite.

A phone ringtone broke the gasps in the room.

Su Xiaoxiao's movements suddenly paused, and the arms that had been wrapped around Jiang Jing's neck suddenly stiffened.

"Wait..." She pushed against Jiang Jing's chest, her voice filled with panic, "Wait a second!"

Jiang Jing paused in confusion and propped up his upper body.

Su Xiaoxiao, beneath him, turned deathly pale, the flush of passion having completely faded away.

She scrambled to grab her phone from the messy sheets, and after just one glance at the screen, she bit her lower lip.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Jing asked in confusion, but Su Xiaoxiao didn't answer.

Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, suddenly rolled over to sit up, and spoke to Jiang Jing in a serious tone.

"Jiang Jing..." Her voice trembled, her fingers gripping her skirt tightly, "We need to talk."

Jiang Jing raised an eyebrow and sat up leisurely, his shirt already mostly unbuttoned, revealing well-defined abdominal muscles: "Right now?"

"It has to be right now to get it clear." Su Xiaoxiao turned her back to him to straighten her clothes, her shoulder line tensed straight, "What... what kind of relationship do you want?"

The air in the room suddenly froze. Jiang Jing noticed fine beads of sweat seeping out on her slender nape, a sign of extreme nervousness.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Jing asked, slowing his voice.

Su Xiaoxiao wore a forced smile; it was obvious she had something on her mind.

"Let's just put a price on it." Her fingers, painted with red nail polish, unconsciously picked at her phone case, "If it's a one-night stand... 500,000." After saying this number, her eyelashes trembled violently.

"If it's being kept... 3 million, paid in full, and I can be at your beck and call for 5 years."

Jiang Jing narrowed his eyes.

This asking price was too high, especially for a streamer.

It was hard not to suspect that Su Xiaoxiao was treating him like a sucker.

But Jiang Jing was confused; judging by Su Xiaoxiao's data, zero charge count meant she wasn't that kind of loose person. You could call her a gold digger, but she wouldn't sell herself with a price tag.

Something was wrong!

"You know this price..." Jiang Jing deliberately drew out his tone.

"I know I'm not worth it." Su Xiaoxiao quickly interrupted him, her voice suddenly sharp, "I know! But I... I am clean, I haven't been touched by a man." Her nails dug deep into her palms, "You can... inspect the goods."

The last two words were almost squeezed out from between her teeth.

After saying this, Su Xiaoxiao was trembling all over; she didn't dare look into Jiang Jing's eyes, and she didn't know how Jiang Jing would respond next.

"Why?" Jiang Jing asked suddenly.

Su Xiaoxiao looked up abruptly, her eyes wide: "Why what?"

"Why suddenly talk about money?" Jiang Jing leaned forward, "You weren't like this in the car just now."

A drop of sweat slid down Su Xiaoxiao's face; she subconsciously glanced at her phone, then quickly looked away: "Because... because I am just that kind of person."

She said with a stiff smile, "Isn't that how streaming is? Coaxing the big spenders to gift, and then... you know."

"Then, why aren't you coaxing me now?" Jiang Jing said sarcastically, "Naming a price directly is so unromantic."