Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

Sharing a cup to drink water is a very intimate thing.

Si Yuan flirted with Bo Yusen and kissed him, but none of those times made her heart race like this.

She clenched her fists and tried her best to control herself, but it didn't seem to work.

"What's wrong?"

"Ninth Master, has anyone ever told you that the way you drink water is sexy?"

Bo Yusen curled his lips into a smile. "No one else would stare at me like you do when I drink water."

Si Yuan: "..."

She sat down next to Bo Yusen, crossed her legs and swung them back and forth. "Si Yingying said that if we win, she'll be at your mercy. What... do you plan to do with her?"

"What do you want me to do with her?"

"I don't know, you said..."

Bo Yusen took the lid from Si Yuan's hand, closed the thermos, and looked at Si Yuan, "Get up."

Si Yuan was puzzled, but she still stood up.

"come over."

Si Yuan walked up to Bo Yusen, one standing and the other sitting.

Bo Yusen wrapped Si Yuan's coat around her waist.

"Um?"

"Be careful not to catch a cold in your abdomen, or you'll get a stomachache."

Si Yuan was a little puzzled. "I don't feel cold, and it's quite warm here with the heating on."

Bo Yusen raised his eyes and glanced at her indifferently. "Are you sure?"

Si Yuan suddenly realized something; it must have been when she jumped up while playing ball that her waist was exposed.

"She's quite possessive," Si Yuan couldn't help but chuckle. "I was wrong, it really is a bit chilly."

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Si Yuan cupped Bo Yusen's face, lowered her head and quickly kissed his forehead, "Thank you, Ninth Master."

Bo Yusen grabbed Si Yuan's waist and pulled her into his arms. "Not enough."

Before Si Yuan could even react to what Bo Yusen meant by "not enough," he had already kissed her.

Si Yuan: "!!!"

What if Qiao Yi, Si Yingying, or Xiang Mingche suddenly return...

Compared to Si Yuan's nervousness and fear, Bo Yusen was quite relaxed, kissing her slowly and gently.

Si Yuan brewed jasmine tea today.

Bo Yusen drank her tea, and the sweet fragrance lingered between their lips and teeth, which smelled very nice and comfortable.

Fortunately, the kiss didn't last long before Bo Yusen released Si Yuan.

Bo Yusen gently traced Si Yuan's soft, rosy lips with his fingertips, his eyes darkening. "Xiang Mingche is very gentle with you."

Despite the calm tone, Si Yuan's heart trembled.

"Really? I think Ninth Master is gentler to me. I like Ninth Master's gentleness."

When Si Yuan really wanted to coax someone, no matter how sincere she was, the words that came out of her mouth seemed to be true.

Bo Yusen, however, was not so easily fooled.

"Really? I seem to remember someone saying I'm fierce."

Si Yuan was speechless.

Why is this being used to settle scores later?

Fortunately, Si Yuan knows a lot of sweet talk.

"That's right, what I like about Ninth Master is the person himself, whether you're gentle, fierce, or aloof, I like you all the same..."

Bo Yusen's eyes darkened, and he pressed his finger heavily against her lips. "You'd better be."

Si Yuan held up three fingers. "I promise."

Bo Yusen took Si Yuan's hand, and Si Yuan took the opportunity to use her little trick.

"My hands are sore~~~ Ninth Master, give me a massage."

It was just a flirtatious remark, and I thought Bo Yusen would refuse.

Unexpectedly, he actually helped her massage it.

The warm light in the room spilled over the edge of the sofa and fell on the two people's clasped hands.

Si Yuan's wrists were slender, with a faint red tinge at the knuckles, and her fingertips were slightly curled, revealing a barely perceptible stiffness.

"relax."

He spoke softly, his thumb gently circling the soft flesh below her wrist bone, the pressure as gentle as brushing a feather. "Does it hurt here?"

"Um."

Si Yuan could clearly feel the lines of his fingertips rubbing against her skin, with a subtle friction.

His fingers were long and strong, yet he held back his strength, avoiding the protruding knuckles and only gently pressing and kneading the taut muscles.

Si Yuan looked at him quietly and smiled.

She realized that although Bo Yusen appeared cold and ruthless on the surface, he was actually quite easy to manipulate and coax if the right method was found.

Whoever marries him in the future will be very happy.

the other side.

At the bathroom door, Xiang Mingche leaned against the wall, a cigarette between his fingers, smoking irritably.

Si Yingying walked over angrily, hands on her hips, "Brother Mingche, what do you mean by this today? You know perfectly well that Ninth Master came to challenge me to a fight—"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiang Mingche pulled Si Yingying into a men's restroom stall, pinned her against the door, and kissed her fiercely.

"Ugh—"

Si Yingying initially struggled, trying to push Xiang Mingche away.

Xiang Mingche noticed Si Yingying's movements, raised her hands above her head, and pressed them down with one hand.

The other hand wasn't idle either.

Having slept together so many times, Xiang Mingche naturally understood Si Yingying very well.

Sure enough, Si Yingying's body quickly softened, and she went from resisting to taking the initiative.

The two kissed passionately, and if they weren't worried about arousing Bo Yusen and Si Yuan's suspicion by waiting too long, they might have done it in the bathroom.

Xiang Mingche released Si Yingying, staring at her flushed face, and pinched her waist. "You little vixen, deliberately calling me 'Ninth Master' all the time, are you trying to make me jealous?"

"snort……"

After being kissed by Xiang Mingche with a hint of jealousy, Si Yingying started to act childish.

She used to be the one chasing after Xiang Mingche, but now the tables have turned.

"Isn't Si Yuan the person you love most?"

"That was true before, but now... I only have eyes for you, my little devil."

Si Yingying was secretly delighted and revealed a smug expression.

She really wanted Si Yuan to hear that the man she trusted and loved deeply no longer loved her.

"Hmph~ You like me, but you keep delaying breaking off your engagement with Si Yuan. My mother wants me to get close to Ninth Master, so I have no choice but to listen to her."

Xiang Mingche pulled Si Yingying into his arms, but his eyes were devoid of any warmth.

"Give me some more time, and I promise I will definitely break off the engagement with Si Yuan."

Si Yingying hugged Xiang Mingche, "Then you'd better hurry up, because I can't decide my own marriage. If Ninth Master Bo says he wants to marry me, I'll have no choice but to marry him."

Xiang Mingche frowned.

He still can't understand why Bo Yusen would fall for his boss, Yingying.

However, if his competitor is Bo Yusen, his chances of success are indeed very slim.

Therefore, we must completely control Si Yingying.

Soon, Xiang Mingche had a plan in mind.

Si Yingying had no idea what Xiang Mingche was thinking; she only cared about immediate gains.

"Brother Mingche, I don't want to lose to Sister and Ninth Master. Can you help me win?"

Xiang Mingche smiled. "If our Princess Yingying wants to win, of course I'll find a way... But, is there a reward after winning?"

Their eyes were filled with desire and ambiguity. Si Yingying smiled and said, "Of course."

The two returned one after the other, and Qiao Yi's expression was not very good.

When Xiang Mingche saw Si Yuan, a pang of guilt flashed through his mind, but he quickly picked up his racket.

The second game begins.

Xiang Mingche serves the ball, and Bo Yusen receives it.

"Ninth Master, your opponent this time is someone else, so you'd better be gentle~"

Si Yingying struck a pose while flirting with Bo Yusen.

Bo Yusen didn't say anything, and hit a powerful shot.

Si Yingying may not be good at anything else, but she is really good at badminton.

She caught the ball steadily and hit it from a tricky angle.

Si Yuan doesn't have much athletic talent. In the past, Xiang Mingche would occasionally bring her to play ball, but she couldn't keep up with the stamina after running for a short while.

He could only sit aside and watch Xiang Mingche play.

It's already quite impressive that we were able to cooperate and finish a whole game today.

The opponents, Xiang Mingche and Si Yingying, both know how to play. The reason we won the first game was entirely due to Bo Yusen.

Si Yuan originally wanted to help Bo Yusen in the second round, but...

I didn't catch the ball.

Si Yuan looked at Bo Yusen apologetically, "I'm sorry, Ninth Master..."

"It's okay, let's try again."

"Um."

As a result, after a few balls, Si Yuan was panting heavily, her hair soaked with sweat, and she couldn't even touch the ball.

Si Yingying smugly mocked, "Sister, I didn't expect you to have things you're not good at."