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

Lu Li's current posture is very unseemly.

He squatted on the ground, his hands tightly gripping Su Feiyan's calves, his cheek pressed against her black suit trousers.

Through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel the temperature of Su Feiyan's legs.

Hot.

Tight.

You could even feel the muscles tense slightly as he moved.

This is the "golden thigh" that countless men in Jianghai City dream of.

Now, he's holding that leg in his arms.

Not only did they hug each other.

He even rubbed it against me.

"Well……"

Lu Li let out a muffled whimper, like an abandoned puppy or a child who had suffered a great injustice.

He's acting.

But it wasn't all acting.

After all, just thinking about those "three centimeters" that were about to leave him made his sadness 80% real.

He raised his face, which was flushed red—partly from holding his breath, and partly from secretly pinching his inner thigh.

My eyes were blurry with tears.

He looked down at Su Feiyan, who was looking down at him from a high position.

This angle is fatal.

Looking from below, Su Feiyan's body proportions appear even more striking.

Those long legs, encased in suit trousers, looked like a stairway to heaven.

Go up the stairs.

It's a flat stomach.

It was the undulating peaks beneath that black turtleneck sweater.

Going further up.

It was that exquisite, aloof face, now carrying a hint of mockery.

Su Feiyan did not kick him away.

If it were in the past, or any other man, who dared to hold her legs like that, he'd probably be feeding fish at the bottom of the Huangpu River by now.

But she didn't.

She just kept her head down, watching the little salted fish wriggling and rolling around at her legs.

There was no disgust in his eyes.

On the contrary, there is a kind of...

The helplessness and doting feeling after watching their disobedient Golden Retriever tear apart the sofa.

She reached out her hand.

The hand that had just held the wine glass still had a slightly cool feel to its fingertips.

Gently.

It landed on Lu Li's head.

Lu Li froze.

[They've made their move?]

Are you trying to break my neck?

If I beg "Your Majesty, have mercy!" right now, will I be able to save my life?

However, the expected excruciating pain did not come.

That hand ruffled his hair.

The movements were very gentle.

Very soft.

It even carried a sense of reassurance.

It's like petting a dog.

I stroked his hair from the top of his head to the back of his head, my fingertips lightly brushing against his neck.

This caused a subtle shiver to run through me.

Lu Li felt a shiver run through his body.

This feeling is so strange.

He was treated like a pet by a female CEO worth hundreds of billions, who patted his head affectionately.

Are you ashamed?

shame.

Was it good?

...It seems so.

Lu Li couldn't help but rub his palm against hers.

It was a completely subconscious action.

"Who told you to go back?"

Su Feiyan's voice came from above.

Lu Li was stunned for a moment.

That tone...

It sounds like they're trying to coax a child.

Lu Li decided to take advantage of the situation.

Since you want to coax me, then I'll show you how it works.

"I'm not going back!"

Lu Li buried his face back in her lap, his voice muffled and trembling with sobs.

"I'll be all alone when I go back..."

"Cold and icy..."

"Nobody cares about me..."

"And I also have to worry about getting killed by that idiot Ye Fan..."

"President Su..."

Lu Li raised her head, her once clear eyes now filled with tears, making her look innocent and pitiful.

He released one hand and, with a burst of courage, grabbed Su Feiyan's hand that was hanging by her side.

Their fingers are intertwined.

Palms facing each other.

This is an extremely intimate pose.

Su Feiyan's fingers were long and slender with distinct knuckles, adorned with no superfluous ornaments, as clean as a work of art.

It was enveloped by Lu Li's slightly rough hands.

One big and one small.

One hot, one cold.

The contrast in texture made both of their hearts skip a beat.

"President Su..."

Lu Li's voice trembled.

This isn't an act.

I was nervous.

There are only 10 minutes left until the mission ends.

Every second is counting down.

Every second brings him closer to the nightmare that makes him "shrink".

He had to take a desperate gamble.

Fueled by alcohol, they finally broke through that barrier.

Even if it means being rejected.

It's better than sitting here and waiting to die.

Do you...do you like me or not?

The moment those words were spoken, the entire villa fell silent.

Only the clock on the wall keeps ticking tirelessly.

Tick.

Tick.

Lu Li stared intently into Su Feiyan's eyes.

Su Feiyan clearly hadn't expected Lu Li to ask such a direct question.

So...

nothing left.

In the past, Lu Li was always slippery and unpredictable.

They appear respectful on the surface, but are full of complaints in their hearts.

She might tease him occasionally, but only to a certain extent; the moment he gets even slightly serious, he immediately backs down.

But today.

He asked her directly: Do you like me?

Su Feiyan looked into Lu Li's eyes, which held expectation, fear, and a hint of madness.

Her heart was pounding.

That long-lost, uncontrollable thrill grew wildly in my heart like weeds.

Her cheeks began to burn.

The crimson hue, originally tinged with alcohol, became even more vibrant.

The redness extended all the way to her ears and even her slender neck.

She turned her head away, avoiding Lu Li's burning gaze.

I didn't dare look at him.

This is extremely rare for Su Feiyan.

She is ruthless and decisive in the business world, remaining calm even when facing negotiations worth tens of billions.

But now.

She was faced with a little assistant who was squatting on the ground, hugging her leg, and crying.

She actually...

Persuaded?

How can I admit it?

If we admit it, how will we control this little rascal in the future?

If he doesn't admit it, then he's so pitiful...

Su Feiyan took a deep breath.

I tried to calm my racing heart.

She tried to pull her hand back, but Lu Li held it tightly.

I will never let go, even if it means death.

"Go to sleep if you've had too much to drink."

She said coldly.

He was trying to use this commanding tone to cover up his panic.

"I'm not sleepy!"

Lu Li roared.

He panicked, he panicked completely.

Sleep? Sleep my ass!

Can't you just give me a straight answer?

I either like it or I don't, even if you try to lie to me!

Lu Li tightened his grip on Su Feiyan's legs, holding them even closer.

"I won't get up unless you tell me!"

"I've always lived here!"

Su Feiyan looked at the shameless man lying on the ground.

Looking at his shameless expression that said, "If you don't agree, I'll cry for you,"...

I suddenly found it kind of funny.

It's also a bit...

Distressed.

This silly dog.

How come someone who's usually so shrewd becomes so stupid at a time like this?

Does she really have to say those three words?

something.

Needless to say, you can feel it.

Su Feiyan sighed softly.

The sigh was very soft.

But it could be clearly heard in the quiet living room.

She stopped struggling and stopped trying to pull her leg out.

Instead, it happened slowly.

slowly.

He bent down.

The black turtleneck sweater traced breathtaking curves with her movements.

She squatted down, squatting in front of Lu Li.

It's no longer a commanding view from above, but a level view.

The distance between the two people narrowed.

So close that you could smell the aroma of red wine in her breath.

So close...

Just a little bit forward, and I could kiss those two luscious red lips.

Lu Li held his breath.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, as if it were about to burst through my ribs.

He looked into Su Feiyan's eyes.

Those were extremely beautiful phoenix eyes.

Her eyes are slightly upturned at the corners, exuding a natural allure, yet this is suppressed by the cold light behind her glasses.

now.

The cold light dissipated.

All that remains is a gentle, flowing tenderness.

Su Feiyan reached out and cupped Lu Li's face in her hands.

Her palms were warm.

He gently stroked the skin on Lu Li's cheek with his fingertips.

The movements are gentle.

"Lu Li".

She called his name.

It's not "Assistant Lu", not "Feed", and not "Little Rascal".

It's just two simple words.

Yet she called it with a sense of profound meaning.

Are you genuinely stupid, or are you pretending?

Her voice was very soft.

Lu Li dared not speak.

He just stared at her blankly.

Su Feiyan looked at his dazed expression and a helpless smile appeared on her lips.

She leaned slightly closer.

The tip of her nose almost touched Lu Li's nose.

Their breaths mingled together.

An atmosphere of ambiguity fermented and intensified in the air.

"What do you think...?"

Su Feiyan's fingers slid down Lu Li's cheek.

It grazed his chin.

Adam's apple.

Finally, it rested on his collarbone.

I tapped it lightly.

"If I don't like you..."

"Would I let you stay here?"

"If I don't like you..."

"Would I let you sleep in my bed?"

Her voice grew softer and softer.

She's becoming increasingly alluring.

Every word seemed to be hooked, drawing Lu Li away and causing him to lose his soul.

Su Feiyan paused for a moment.

Those smiling eyes slowly moved downwards.

Finally, it landed on her bare, fair feet, which had just been held by Lu Li.

then.

The image returned to Lu Li's face.

"If I don't like you..."

"I will let you..."

"Touch my foot?"