What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

On Friday afternoon, the sunlight was a bit too bright.

The top floor of the Su Group Building in downtown Jianghai.

Inside the CEO's office, Lu Li sat at his "private workstation," idly twirling a pen.

He stared at the Excel spreadsheet on his computer screen, having spent half an hour on the same cell.

【I am bored.】

This tedious and boring life as a CEO's assistant is a complete waste of my life.

I want to go home and lie down.

I want to drink soda, eat fried chicken, and watch pretty girls dance.

Lu Li was mentally ranting when his phone, which was on the table, suddenly vibrated.

hum.

Then came continuous, intense vibrations.

buzzing.

Lu Li was startled and subconsciously glanced at Su Feiyan, who was reviewing documents not far away.

Today, President Su was wearing a black business suit, her hair was tied up, revealing her slender, fair neck, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on her nose.

Abstinence.

high cold.

The Montblanc pen in my hand scratched across the paper, making a soft, scratching sound.

She didn't look up.

Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief and quietly picked up her phone.

Unlock.

The WeChat interface popped up.

The note reads: "Wei Lan's younger sister".

Lu Li raised an eyebrow.

What mischief is this little devil up to now?

Instead of paying attention in class, why are you sending WeChat messages?

He opened the chat window.

next second.

Lu Li's pupils dilated.

On the screen, there were several sets of pictures.

Without any textual explanation, it's a visual bombshell.

The background is the library of Jianghai University, with dappled light and shadow between rows of mahogany bookshelves.

But the main subject is not the book.

She is a girl wearing a JK uniform.

Shen Weilan.

The first one.

She sat on a tall ladder, holding a book that covered half her face, revealing only a pair of wet, doe-like eyes that looked innocently at the camera.

She was wearing a fitted white shirt with a red bow tie at the collar. The curve of her chest made the shirt look a little tight, and the buttons seemed to be protesting.

She wore a navy blue plaid skirt.

very short.

It barely covered the top of her thighs.

But the most dangerous thing was those legs.

She was wearing a pair of white stockings.

Not those cheap, sheer stockings, but those high-quality, slightly pearlescent velvet white stockings.

It tightly hugged her slender, straight, and shapely calves, extending all the way to the depths of the skirt.

At the edge of the white silk, you could vaguely see tiny flesh-colored marks from the binding.

That is the absolute domain.

It is the dream place of every man.

Lu Li felt a surge of heat rush to his head.

Holy crap!

[This...who can withstand this?]

Are college students these days really this good at having fun?

The library is a place for you to study, not a place for taking photos!

【…Please be sure to take lots of photos!】

Lu Li's fingers trembled slightly as he uncontrollably opened the second page.

This photo is taken from an overhead perspective.

Shen Weilan sat on the floor with her legs together and stretched to one side.

The toes, wrapped in white silk, were slightly pointed, outlining a perfect arch curve.

Her skirt spread out like a blooming flower.

She bit the pen handle, her eyes unfocused.

She had a firm grasp on that feeling of purity mixed with desire, innocence concealing a hint of allure.

The third one.

close up.

Only legs.

White silk.

There is also a hand resting on the knee.

That hand was lifting the hem of her skirt up by just one centimeter.

Just one centimeter.

But it sparked endless imagination.

Lu Li felt his throat was dry, so he picked up the glass of cold water on the table and took a big gulp.

【evildoer!】

This guy is a monster!

Shen Weilan, do you know you're playing with fire?

You're challenging a cadre's weak point!

Immediately afterwards, a voice message popped up.

Lu Li didn't dare to release it publicly, so he quickly converted it into text.

"Brother Lu~ Are you busy?"

"I've been studying at the library lately, and my legs are so sore from sitting so long!"

"I really miss your massage techniques."

"I still have the acupuncture point chart you taught me last time, but I can't find some of the points. Could you come and teach me this weekend?"

Finally, a "shy" emoji was added.

As Lu Li looked at the line of text, his mind automatically filled in Shen Weilan's sweet, soft voice.

Legs are sore?

Can't find the acupoints?

The implication couldn't be clearer!

What is this?

This is blatant seduction!

This is corrupting an upright young man!

Lu Li mentally criticized him with a righteous and awe-inspiring air.

then.

His hand honestly clicked on the large image.

Save.

Save the original image.

Not preserving this kind of artwork would be a desecration of beauty.

I'm doing this so I can appreciate the human body critically in the future, so I can study human anatomy, and so I can advance medicine!

[Hmm, the lighting in this photo is great, and the legs look perfect.]

[This expression is spot on; that coy, hesitant tone is perfect.]

[Look at this one...tsk tsk tsk, the translucency of these white stockings, the material, the way they feel tight against the skin...]

Lu Li was completely immersed in appreciating the world of "art".

He zoomed in on the picture.

Zoom in again.

He carefully examined every strand and fold of the white silk.

You even need to make out the title of a book on the bookshelf in the background.

This is to cover up the fact that they were actually looking at the legs.

He was so engrossed in watching it.

Too focused.

So much so that they completely ignored changes in their surroundings.

The office, which was originally kept at a constant temperature of 24 degrees Celsius, is now experiencing a rapid drop in temperature.

Twenty degrees.

Eighteen degrees.

Fifteen degrees.

A chill rose from the soles of my feet, climbing up my spine to the top of my head.

and.

The faint, sophisticated fragrance in the air suddenly became stronger.

That was Su Feiyan's unique scent.

It's a pleasure to smell normally.

It smells like a death knell now...

Lu Li's enlarging finger froze.

on the screen.

It's a super close-up of the legs.

Fair-skinned.

exquisite.

That thin layer of white silk seemed to be right in front of me.

Lu Li swallowed.

He didn't dare turn around.

He frantically called out to the system in his mind.

[System! Help!]

[Test the level of menace behind you!]

The system did not respond.

He probably thought that way of dying was too shameful and couldn't be bothered with him.

Lu Li felt a chill on the back of his neck.

It looks like there's an ice skate stuck there.

Just then.

A soft, ethereal voice slipped into his ear.

It's very light.

It's cold.

"Is it pretty?"

"Should I buy you a plane ticket to go to the school?"