Xiao Jing: Something Is Very Wrong with Me

As the start time for work approached, more and more people arrived.

Colleagues were discussing various news, gossip, and interesting stories as usual.

"Have you seen ' Slam Dunk ' which was released a few days ago? If not, go see it now, it's really good."

"Coach, I want to play basketball!"

"Don't make jokes, it's really good, it brought tears to my eyes, especially the last ten seconds."

Wang Chaoyang, standing next to him, patted him on the shoulder and said excitedly, "Tang Song, how about we form a group to go see a movie? That's our youth!"

Tang Song winked and said, "Of course you should go to the movies with a girl. What's the point of watching a movie with a grown man like you?"

"(ˉ▽￣~)Tch~~" Wang Chaoyang curled his lip, "You talk as if you have girls you can date."

"That's not necessarily true." Tang Song smiled, opened WeChat, and tapped on Zhao Yachian's chat box.

The message read, "Teacher Zhao, the May Day holiday is coming soon, how about we go see a movie together?"

After sending the message, I waited for a while, but still didn't receive a reply from my beautician friend.

Tang Song put down his Mobile Phone and opened the company's internal OA system.

Fill out the resignation application form and click submit.

I took a look at the approval process.

Human Resources Specialist Liu Huihui, Director Chen Yunteng, Human Resources Director Xu Lin, Executive Vice President Jiang Weiguo.

With High-ranking official involved in the process, it probably won't be resolved in a short time.

He immediately began to carefully organize the handover documents.

At 2 PM, a notification popped up in the company email.

OA notification: "Your resignation application submitted on April 25, 2023 has been approved."

A few minutes later, my Mobile Phone vibrated.

Tian Jing: "Song, your resignation application has been approved. I've printed it out for you. Please come over and sign it."

He got up and walked towards the human resources office.

"Knock knock knock—"

"Please come in!"

Pushing open the frosted glass door, Tang Song looked at Tian Jing with bright, piercing eyes.

Her outfit today is also on point: long, straight black hair, a tight-fitting round-neck T-shirt, and white wide-leg pants. She looks clean, refreshing, and both innocent and alluring.

Tian Jing carefully examined Tang Song and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he did not appear to be in pain.

She picked up a document and placed it on the table, saying softly, "Just sign here. There are six documents in total. By the way, I've already spoken to Hui Hui about your attendance. You'll get full attendance this month."

Liu Huihui, who was standing next to her, laughed and said, "Our Supervisor Tian is so beautiful and kind-hearted. She reminded me about your matter several times."

Tian Jing tapped the table. "Hui Hui, speak properly, or I'll dock your pay."

"No, no, I'll go make myself a coffee. You two can continue your conversation."

Tian Jing pulled a black ballpoint pen from the pen holder, handed it to Tang Song, and said Tian Tian, "Use this."

"Thank you." Tang Song reached out and took it.

Their fingers touched.

Tian Jing's gaze inadvertently swept over his hand, and her eyes widened instantly.

What incredibly beautiful hands! They're absolutely gorgeous!

Just like the hands of a male protagonist in a two-dimensional manga, with distinct knuckles, long and slender like jade, a slightly cool complexion, and the lunulae on the fingernails are the curves she Xinyi!

As someone who's into anime and manga and has a hand fetish, I simply can't resist!

With a slight exertion of force, the delicate fingertips sway up, down, left, and right.

"Shh-shh-shh—" The sound of pen tip scratching against paper rang out.

Tian Jing subconsciously moved her legs, a blush rising to her face, realizing something was wrong with her.

"Is this all right?" Tang Song asked softly, putting down his pen after signing all the agreements.

Tian Jing's eyes darted around for a moment, then she pulled out another piece of white paper and said, "Copy this paragraph from the bottom of the confirmation letter. I need to keep a record of it."

Tang Song was stunned. Was there such a procedure?

Tian Jing stood up abruptly, a little nervous, and said, "You can sit here and write."

"Okay." Tang Song did not refuse; writing these hundred-plus characters was no easy task.

As I sat down on the soft, warm cushion, a faint fruity fragrance filled my nostrils.

You can faintly smell the scent of pear and Apple; the fragrance is very sophisticated, with a refreshing and pleasant aroma.

Tang Song took a deep breath, straightened the A4 paper, and wrote carefully, "I have terminated my employment relationship with Yancheng Jinxiu Trading Co., Ltd.. (hereinafter referred to as the Company). At the same time..."

Tian Jing, who was standing to the side, took out her Mobile Phone, opened the camera, and pressed the sinful shutter button on Tang Song's hand.

The click sounded, particularly clear in the quiet office.

Tang Song looked up in surprise.

Tian Jing's hand trembled, and she snapped several more photos in quick succession.

"Are you being so careful? Do you even need to take photos for documentation?"

"Hehe, ah, you know this is my first time doing this, I'm afraid of making mistakes!" Tian Jing's face was red and hot, her eyes darting around.

Tang Song didn't dwell on this and quietly finished copying the rest of the content.

Just as Du Shaokai was about to leave after receiving the resignation certificate and compensation agreement from Tian Jing, he pushed the door open and walked in.

He chuckled and said, "Hey, Old Song! Finished the job? Pretty efficient!"

After saying that, he winked at him triumphantly and placed a beautifully packaged takeout order on Tian Jing's table.

"Supervisor Tian, your afternoon tea has arrived! Try it; it's fresh fruit cut from Hundred Fruit Garden, all your favorite fruits."

"Thank you." Tian Jing said absentmindedly, her gaze wandering around, occasionally glancing at Tang Song's drooping hands.

Seeing Du Shaokai's eagerness, Tang Song raised his eyebrows, leaned closer to Tian Jing, and said, "By the way, Xiao Jing, the May Day holiday is coming soon, don't forget about having dinner together."

Tian Jing's eyes flickered, her legs pressed tightly together, and she whispered, "Okay, let's discuss the time and place later. The main thing is, I don't know what you want to eat."

"OK." Tang Song nodded, feeling that this goddess in the company was really nice, keeping her word and not making empty promises.

Before leaving, he patted Du Shaokai on the shoulder again and said, "I'm leaving, bye-bye."

Du Shaokai's lips twitched. "Xiao Jing, why did you eat with him?"

"We made an agreement before, we can't go back on our word," Tian Jing said casually, her eyes fixed on the computer screen, but her gaze was somewhat unfocused.

How can hands be so perfect! I really want to touch them! Or have them pinch my fingers!

Du Shaokai opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Tian Jing's expression, he didn't dare to speak.

After Du Shaokai left in a desolate state.

Tian Jing quickly opened the "The Goodness of Anime" group chat.

The comment read, "Ahhh! I saw a pair of real comic book hands today, they're so incredibly beautiful! I'm stunned! The skin, texture, joints, and proportions are all perfect! Absolutely perfect!"

Si Si: "I don't believe you! Show me the proof!"

Ta Gu: "Ou Qici (Calm down), I think Xiao Jing is just superficial and hasn't seen truly beautiful hands. One of my seniors has such amazing modeling hands; every time I see him, I want to use them!"

Nanako: "Xiao Jing, do you have any pictures? I want to see pictures!"

Licking her dry lips, Tian Jing opened a photo, cropped out the area of her hands, and shared it in the group chat.

The comment read, "IPhone's original camera, no beauty filters whatsoever!"

The moment the photo was posted, the group chat exploded with excitement.

"Go for it! I'm already in bed!"

"What magnificent hands! I want to see them with my own eyes, touch them, lick them, and rub them against them!"

"Xiao Jing -chan, please introduce me to her! Please!"

Tian Jing, her face flushed, chatted with her group members about some risqué topics for a while.

I couldn't resist opening the photo album again to admire the photos I had taken, and suddenly I really needed to go to the bathroom.