Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

In the room.

The sound of their footsteps as they went out pulled Lu Luozhi back to reality.

She snatched the tissue from Ying Yuchuan's hand, chuckled awkwardly, and said, "I can do it myself, hahaha, thanks, boss."

He was so close that I could smell the faint scent of his men's cologne.

There was a scent so tempting that I wanted to pounce on him.

My goodness, Lu Luozhi, what are you thinking about?

Even if you see a suggestive video, you shouldn't get any romantic thoughts about it.

She quickly got up and moved far away from him, not daring to get any closer.

It's the boss again.

Ying Yuchuan found that he didn't like hearing those two words come out of her mouth.

She's not his employee, so why does she have to call him "boss"?

Doesn't he have a name?

No other name?

He corrected her seriously, "You should call me husband, not 'boss'."

He adjusted his glasses, his expression serious. "I don't pay you a salary, and you're not my employee. Don't keep calling me boss."

"You need to change that catchphrase of yours."

He commanded her in a slightly stern tone, "This is the last time. Next time, don't let me hear you call me 'boss' again."

He can accept... for example, her calling him "Dear Mr. Ying" just now.

He can make an exception and accept this.

A glint flashed in his eyes at her slightly intimate words.

"..."

OK OK.

She remembered that she couldn't call him "boss."

No, why is he so petty? What's wrong with calling him "boss"?

In the bathroom, Lu Luozhi still couldn't understand why she had to call the boss.

Yes, he didn't pay her salary, and she wasn't his employee, but isn't that part of the fun in life? Someone like him has absolutely no fun and is incredibly boring. How can anyone live like that?

After a quick shower, Lu Luozhi glanced at herself in the bathroom mirror before leaving.

Another question is, is he really not interested in himself at all?

Yes, although she wasn't a stunning beauty or a great stunner, and didn't have a figure that couldn't be encircled by one hand, but, but, as a woman and he as a man, when the two of them were lying in the same bed, did he really not have any thoughts at all?

Looking back on these past few days, he slept in his own bed, she slept in hers, and he didn't do anything out of line, not even a little bit!

Lu Luozhi was somewhat frustrated and discouraged.

What's wrong with her? What's wrong with her?

Yes, it's just that there are a few more bones when you touch it. Everyone has a few bones in their body...

Is it that he's not good enough?

Once this thought arose, doubt surged forth like a raging river, unstoppable.

She even began to wonder if that was really the reason.

No way?

Is it really because of this that Ying Yuchuan remained calm, unmoved, and didn't take it seriously?

The more I think about it, and considering his recent unhappiness, it seems there really is such a possibility...

Lu Luozhi's gaze became fixed.

She refused to believe it!

She nodded solemnly to herself in the mirror.

Ying Yuchuan looks perfectly fine, how could he not be able to do it?

She's going to give it a try.

She was going to seduce him; she wanted to test her charm as a woman.

She boldly unbuttoned one button of her pajamas, opening the neckline to reveal her undulating collarbone and a patch of skin on her chest.

With a lift of her chin, she simply opened the door and walked out.

She wanted to see if she lacked charm or if he was inadequate.

After he told her to call him "husband," she immediately hid in the bathroom saying she wanted to take a shower, afraid that he would make her call him that right there and then.

She couldn't shout it out; she really couldn't.

If you asked her to shout out all sorts of nonsense, she could probably whip up a whole bunch of fancy phrases.

I wonder what he's doing now.

He was still sitting in his usual spot behind his desk, with the window open, intently looking at the book in his hands, occasionally taking a sip of water from the thermos beside him.

Like a mature, self-possessed, and serious old cadre.

Tsk, even a book is more charming than her, is that it?

With a determined heart, she walked straight to his side, her voice sweet and coquettish, "Ying Yuchuan—"

He slowly raised his calm eyes from in front of the book. "What is it?"

She coughed lightly, feigning nonchalance. "Haven't you noticed anything different about me?"

His gaze swept over the open neckline of her chest and the subtle curves beneath the fabric, then he looked away and replied calmly, "No."

What is she planning to do now?

"..."

Lu Luozhi was secretly grinding his back teeth to powder.

Isn't her neckline low enough?

Although he is nearsighted, he is not blind.

"You really didn't see it?"

She moved a little closer to him and bent down slightly.

He didn't react at all, his eyes still fixed on the pages of the book.

"no."

After hearing this, Lu Luozhi couldn't help but look him up and down.

Could it really be what she thinks?

As they say online, even if a man is tall, he can't withstand the weight of a large tree with a chili pepper hanging from it.

If it really is just a useless chili pepper...

She spoke cautiously, "Ying Yuchuan, tell me honestly, are you impotent?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Yuchuan paused noticeably, then slowly turned his head to look at her, his dark eyes showing some confusion and bewilderment.

"no?"

Is that what he meant?

Lu Luozhi misunderstood when he admitted that she had asked him that question.

With a deep sigh, she patted his shoulder with a mixture of sympathy and pity.

"It's okay, if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. I don't mind."

"Actually, you're so handsome, how come you're all looks and no substance?"

"So that's how it is. No wonder you could remain unmoved and unaffected by her presence."

"I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to ask and confirm."

She kept talking, which made Ying Yuchuan's brows furrow more and more, and his expression become increasingly serious.

"Okay, that's all. You can continue reading."

After adjusting her collar, Lu Luozhi, who had been fussing over nothing, gave him a pitiful look, then shook her head and turned to lie down on the bed to be a salted fish.

Unexpectedly, the next second, her right hand was suddenly grabbed by a warm male hand.

Ying Yuchuan's slightly angry voice rang out from behind her.

"Who are you saying it can't be done?"