Host! I told you to do a task! I didn't tell you to bbb.

Mo Chengyan was so captivated by Liu Yunshu's amber eyes that his mind went blank for a moment.

The smile inside was soft and sweet, like it was coated with icing sugar, and even the faint scent of gardenias on her body was dazzlingly sweet.

He stood frozen, afraid to move, even holding his breath, lest he disturb the "sweet chaos" before him.

"You, you get down first!" Mo Chengyan's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice was half a octave lower than usual, and it carried a hint of panic that he himself was unaware of.

He reached out to support Liu Yunshu's waist to steady her, but as soon as his fingertips touched her fabric, she pulled him closer to her, bringing them even closer together.

Liu Yunshu blinked, unaware of his stiffness, and instead nuzzled his shoulder, her tone softening.

"No way~ You just got back and you're already pushing me away. Didn't you say you loved me the most?"

These words struck Mo Chengyan like a thunderbolt. He opened his eyes wide and almost couldn't control the urge to back away.

Holy crap?! That cold-blooded devil can actually say these things?!

Mo Chengyan's mind went blank for a moment, and he was completely stunned.

In his memory, Mo Chengyuan was always a man in a suit and tie with a cold and hard expression.

If you find it troublesome to even say an extra word to someone, how could you possibly say something as cheesy as "I love you the most"?

Just as he was about to say that she had mistaken him for someone else, he felt the girl in his arms was burning hot.

Even her breath was hot, and when it brushed against Mo Chengyan's neck, it burned him instantly, bringing him back to his senses.

He looked down and saw that the girl's bright eyes were now misty, her cheeks were flushed with an unnatural redness, and even the fingers gripping his collar were trembling slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Chengyan's panic was replaced by worry, and he subconsciously supported Liu Yunshu's waist.

After closing the door, he carried the person to the sofa.

"Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Liu Yunshu shook her head groggily, her eyes unfocused.

She instinctively snuggled into his arms, her voice as soft as melting sugar: "It's so hot... Ah Yuan, I think I'm in heat again~"

What?! Did he hear that right?! Heat?!

How can you use that word like that?! You're not a cat or a dog!

Just as Mo Chengyan was lost in thought, Liu Yunshu couldn't resist kissing him.

When the warm lips suddenly touched his, Mo Chengyan froze completely.

He could clearly feel the softness of the girl's lips, and the warm breath carrying the scent of gardenias on his face, which instantly disrupted his breathing rhythm.

"Ugh..." He instinctively tried to turn his head away, but the person in his arms held onto his collar tightly and wouldn't let go.

Her soft tongue gently brushed against his lower lip, carrying an irresistible dependence.

Mo Chengyan's mind went blank.

Oh my god! I was forcibly kissed! My first kiss!

As the soft tip of his tongue traced his lips.

She's the boss's woman, isn't this inappropriate? Should I push her away?

While squatting in the corner observing, Xiao Ba glanced at the "cat estrus potion" in the system space.

Wow! That was a really ruthless move by the boss. But seeing Mo Chengyan's shocked expression is quite amusing!

Her fiery tongue eagerly probed between his lips and teeth, carrying a scalding temperature and a sweet gardenia scent, instantly disrupting all of Mo Chengyan's thoughts.

He groaned and gripped her slender waist tightly with both hands.

[She clearly possesses a killer weapon, yet she has such a tiny waist—it's simply unbelievable!]

Mo Chengyan, a fresh graduate, encountered Liu Yunshu, a top-tier succubus.

Instantly, an unprecedented heat was stirred within me, and even my fingertips tensed up.

He should have pushed her away; she was his brother's woman, someone he shouldn't have touched.

But the softness between his lips, the warmth on his neck, and the girl's dependent look were like vines entwining his heart, making even his breathing a struggle of panic.

"No..." He tried to dissuade her, but his voice was so faint it was like a mosquito's buzz, and it was swallowed back by the girl's kiss as soon as it escaped his lips.

Liu Yunshu took his hand and gently placed it on her.

"Mo Chengyuan, what's wrong with you today? Hurry up and rub it~ Don't you like it?"

The moment Mo Chengyan's fingers touched that soft surface, a dense, tingling sensation instantly shot from his fingertips to his scalp.

This is too much! I can't take it anymore!

Liu Yunshu kissed his bobbing Adam's apple. When the warm touch landed on his Adam's apple, Mo Chengyan shuddered as if an electric current had passed through him.

"Mo Chengyuan, hurry up! Why are you so slow today?! Are you impotent?!"

You! No! You can't!

These three words acted as a fuse, instantly igniting the youthful spirit within Mo Chengyan.

He was already in a daze from the kiss, and now, aroused, he tightened his grip on Liu Yunshu's waist and lowered his head to deepen the kiss.

As their lips intertwined, the scent of gardenias mingled with the girl's hot breath, completely shattering his last shred of reason.

Regardless of whether she's one of the boss's people or not, we need to win this argument first!

He pinned her to the sofa, and his kisses were no longer a passive reciprocation.

With the impetuousness and passion unique to young people, the resentment of being "provoked" was woven into the entanglement of their lips and teeth.

"Ah Yuan~ You're acting different today~"

Liu Yunshu's hazy voice, mixed with panting, fell into his ear, and Mo Chengyan's movements suddenly stopped, as if a pause button had been pressed.

His hands, which were supporting him on either side of the sofa, trembled slightly. His nose brushed against the girl's flushed cheek, and the sweet scent of gardenias filled his nostrils.

He couldn't help but ask, "How is it different?"

"Your kissing skills have suddenly gotten so bad~ My lips are even a little sore from all that kissing~"

Bad! Good! Too much!

Mo Chengyan blushed instantly; he was no match for that cold-blooded devil!

Shame and anger! Resentment! Indignation! How was he inferior to that ice cube?

His once clear eyes suddenly became deep; he and his older brother were twins.

She was born a few minutes before him, which is one thing, but why did she have to meet such a cute girl before him?! Even her kissing skills are better than his?!

Brother, since we share an emotional connection, we should rightfully share this person!

"A-Yuan~ Hurry~"

Liu Yunshu's voice, moist with moisture, was like a feather, gently tickling Mo Chengyan's heart, instantly reigniting the heat he had just suppressed.

He stared at the girl's reddened lips. The embarrassment and annoyance of being called a "bad kisser" mixed with the boy's competitive spirit completely dispelled the last bit of hesitation.

He lowered his head, this time not acting rashly. His fingertips first gently brushed against the girl's burning cheeks, with a somewhat clumsy tentative touch, before slowly covering that soft area.

Having shed his initial panic, he wanted to prove that he was no less capable than Mo Chengyuan.

Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful! It's simply the most perfect work of the Creator!

Mo Chengyan's eyes darkened, and the beautiful scenery before him made him gasp for breath.

Looking at Liu Yunshu, who was staring at the ceiling with her head up, he tenderly stroked her face.

"What's your name?"

"Yun Shu, my name is Yun Shu..."

"Yun Shu..."

Mo Chengyan repeated the name softly, his fingertips gently tracing the corners of her reddened lips. His Adam's apple bobbed. "A very beautiful name."

"A-Yuan~"

"I am here……"

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France.

Mo Chengyuan, who was fast asleep in the middle of the night, was awakened by a sudden surge of lust.

He grunted, frowning as he looked...

What's going on?

A mix of conflicting emotions, desire, and a faint sense of guilt welled up inside me.

What followed was an intense desire!

Could it be that he misses Yun Shu because she's not around?

Mo Chengyuan threw off the covers and sat up, pinching his brow with his fingertips, a suppressed groan escaping his throat.

He hurried into the bathroom and just turned on the shower.

A tingling sensation shot up from his tailbone, crawling down his spine to the back of his neck, carrying a burning heat that made his fingers gripping the showerhead tighten instantly.

He stared silently at the wall, then looked down at the showerhead in his hand.

Mo Chengyuan: Dude, is that you?

Shower head: ⚆_⚆?

Mo Chengyuan's blood level has risen to red! So fast! This is not his true strength at all!

Except for the first time... he always...

He thought with shame and annoyance, "Have I been abstaining from sex for too long? It's only been three or four days."

Immediately afterwards...

It took Mo Chengyuan quite a while to come out of the bathroom. He breathed a sigh of relief. This was his true strength!

He lay back on the bed, staring at the dim ceiling, his heart filled with endless longing for Liu Yunshu.

He picked up his phone, ready to call Liu Yunshu.

But looking at the time, Yun Shu should be asleep by now.

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately sent a voice message.

"Yun Shu, are you asleep?" Mo Chengyuan's voice was still hoarse from just recovering, and the tone softened unconsciously at the end. "I just woke up, and I suddenly missed you."

After sending the voice message, he stared at the chat box for two minutes, but when he didn't receive a reply, he guessed that she was probably fast asleep.

He ran his fingertips over Liu Yunshu's profile picture on the screen, a gentle smile spreading across his eyes.

The project is nearing completion, and with Assistant Lin around, the remaining trivial matters can be handled well.

He should take a plane back first thing tomorrow morning; he misses Liu Yunshu terribly.

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Inside the villa.

On the large bed that originally belonged solely to Mo Chengyuan and Liu Yunshu, Mo Chengyan held the sleeping Liu Yunshu tightly in his arms.

His chin rested on the top of her head, his face showing a satisfied contentment.

He thought back to the first time... cough! Fortunately, he managed to save face later!

He's still very capable! He's no less skilled than Mo Chengyuan!

He gently kissed Liu Yunshu's sweaty hair, his fingertips lightly brushing against her sweat-dampened temples.

Perhaps as early as when he and his older brother were experiencing "emotional resonance," he had gradually fallen for this person who was causing him to lose control...

Emotional resonance?! Mo Chengyan's mind suddenly cleared.

"Holy crap! That guy wouldn't be... too..."

These words caught in his throat, and Mo Chengyan's arms around Liu Yunshu suddenly stiffened.

He stared at the girl's peaceful sleeping face in his arms, the lingering scent of gardenias from her hair still lingering in his nostrils, but the slight sense of satisfaction he had just felt had long been washed away by cold sweat.

Twins' emotions resonated! He was just talking to Liu Yunshu... so wouldn't Mo Chengyuan have sensed it all?

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath.

He scratched his hair in frustration, then looked back at Liu Yunshu.

The girl was still fast asleep, her eyelashes fluttered as if she were having a sweet dream, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

A complex emotion welled up in Mo Chengyan's heart.

There was guilt towards Mo Chengyuan, attraction to Liu Yunshu, and a stubborn resentment.

"Oh well, it's all the same now."

He muttered to himself, pulling her closer and resting his chin on the top of her head. "At worst, I'll confront him when he gets back."