Her Majesty

Chapter 1 Your Bathrobe Dropped

"Justin, I’m warning you the last time. If your sales volume of this month is as low as last month’s, then

go away!"

It was a call from the sales manager, James Topper, which was just looking for a target to vent his

anger. And I, because my performance has always been the worst, will be bombarded by his words

from time to time. As a salesman, I have suffered a lot of grievances over the years. Although this

industry has made huge profits and I once made a lot of money, I still have suffered numerous

contemptuous looks and dislike. But I have to be bullied here before finding the next reliable job.

It's not that I didn't have the courage to leave, but that my sister still needs my salary to cure her This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

disease. If I leave, I'm not only irresponsible to myself, but I'm afraid it will also have a great impact on

my sister's treatment.

I opened my notebook, which recorded numerous phone numbers and client addresses, but most of

them I have been to today, only sold one or two pieces sporadically. If there aren’t any important

clients, I guess I really have to suffer from cold and hunger.

Tranquility housing estate is a famous mistress residential area in the county. People who live here are

either rich or expensive, and there are always various luxury cars. And here is my last station today.

"Hello, who is it?" There was a very nice female voice on the phone, who is the customer I recorded

before.

"Hello, Miss Emily, my name is Justin Allen. Do you still remember me? Now I'm downstairs at your

residence." My tone was extremely flattering and I just hoped to make a good impression on my

customers.

"Justin? Oh, I remember. You're the one who sells that thing. Come straight up. "

When I walked to the fifth floor, the door had been opened, revealing a gap. I knocked on the door, but

there was no response, so I pushed the door directly and entered the house.

"Miss Emily, are you there?"

"Eh...Justin, please wait for me in the living room first, and I'll be right out immediately." There was a

flustered voice coming from the bathroom, and I didn't know what she is doing.

With her orders, I directly sat on the sofa not far from the door and began to appreciate the decoration

inside the house.

The decoration is very simple, there is no extra furniture, only a photo on the TV cabinet, which is a

group photo with a man.

"Maybe she is married?" For a married woman, I try not to provoke as far as possible. If I was

misunderstood by her husband, it would be hard to explain.

"Oh, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Just as I was still surreptitiously guessing, the door of the bathroom was opened, and she came out,

still covered with bath towel, and her hair was wet behind her head. It was easy to find by her

appearance that she has just taken a bath.

"Never mind, it’s my pleasure."

I turned my head hurriedly and restrained myself from twisting my head to have a look. However, her

two long legs, which were exposed outside the bath towel, could not be forgotten.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were coming, so I took a shower just now." She stood in front of the mirror with

a hair dryer, turned her head and gave me a bright and relaxed smile, which made my heart swing and

my saliva almost flowed down.

What married woman would be like her? Those who aren't married are not as attractive as her. I

attributed my lack of resistance to the temptation of this woman.

"It's okay." I didn't hear clearly what I said, and my sight never left the two long legs. It is said that loom

is the most attractive, and it was just her back that fascinated me so much.

Since doing this job, I think I have seen countless women with all kinds of amorous feelings, but none

could compare with the women in front of me.

The figure like white jade drew the outline of an attractive curve. Although it was covered by bath towel,

I could still see the slender waist, both of them were perfect.

It was estimated that even she didn’t know that while she was blowing her hair, there was a pair of

eager eyes looking at her body behind her.

"Oh, yes, I can't remember it. What do you sell? I have received a lot of goods recently."

Her voice mingled in the buzzing sound of the hair drier, but it was still sweet.

"Well, maybe you forgot a little, I sent you a sample of massager last time, Your feedback the next day

is very useful, and you have the idea of long-term order, so I came this time..."

The sound of the hair dryer stopped. I had been watching her back before, but now I could see clearly

that her hands shook and stopped.

"Ah, yeah, it is quite useful."

"So, I brought several styles at once. You can choose one of them and if you have any requirements, I

can also take your advice and go back to the company for customization."

After that, I opened my own bag, and took out four or five new products packed in boxes which were

available in various styles, colors and models.

"Pit-a-pat", the hair dryer that had been held in her hand, suddenly fell from her hand and made a crisp

sound on the wooden floor.

"Ah!" She immediately flustered, hastily bent down to pick up, the hand that originally grasped on own

chest bath towel, also suddenly let go.

Finally, the bath towel dropped to the ground.

I froze in an instant, and I didn't know when the box in my hand fell on the table.

"Ahhh!", a loud scream echoed in the whole room, which deafened me, and she didn't go to pick up the

hair dryer that seemed to have broken on the ground, and quickly straightened up to cover her body.

Because her hands are too small to cover, for a while, she was in a dilemma and a crimson glow

spread from her face.

At that time, I was actually dumbfounded. When I reacted, she had already swung her two long legs,

passed in front of me and hid in the inner room.

The thud of the door pulled me back from my fantasy to reality. In just a few seconds, I felt hot and dry

all over my body. Looking at the closed door, my eyes almost burst into sparks.

Should I go in?