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

The doorbell was still ringing.

Moreover, it had a "I'll ring the doorbell until it breaks" attitude.

Su Feiyan was still lying on the sofa.

The black turtleneck sweater was pulled up above the back, revealing a whole back that was moisturized with essential oils and gleaming with an alluring sheen.

Because Lu Li's technique had been too "deep" just now, her skin was still flushed.

Su Feiyan's chest heaved violently.

The movement was so large that the dramatic arc squeezed the edge of the sofa into an even more dangerous shape.

She slowly turned her head.

Her hair clung messily to her face, and her originally dreamy phoenix eyes became sharp.

"Lu Li".

She called out.

It carried a languid feeling, as if the intense tingling sensation hadn't yet subsided, but more than that, it exuded a murderous aura.

Go open the door.

"If it's an insurance salesperson..."

"Bury it directly in the garden as fertilizer!"

Lu Li shivered.

He felt that his tool of the crime—the "Supreme Bone" that was just about to make its grand debut—had been doused with cold water and shrank back.

"Um...Mr. Su."

Lu Li hurriedly grabbed a few tissues from the coffee table to wipe the essential oil off his hands while forcing a smile.

"Would you like to tidy your clothes first?"

"This scene is too beautiful. I'm afraid that if the people who come later see it, getting a sty is a small matter, but being silenced by you is a big deal."

Su Feiyan rolled her eyes at him.

That glare was so alluring that it stirred Lu Li's heart once again.

She slowly straightened up.

The sudden surge of waves almost made Lu Li unable to resist taking another look.

Su Feiyan reached out and gracefully pulled down the cardigan that had been pushed up.

It covered that maddening expanse of snow-white.

then.

She picked up the hair tie from the ground and casually tied her hair into a low ponytail.

Her face still had a slight flush, and her clothes were a little wrinkled, but the aloof and domineering CEO Su had returned.

"Go."

She waved.

Lu Li felt as if he had been granted a pardon and scrambled away from the "place of trouble" that was the sofa.

He walked to the entrance.

He adjusted his expression, adopting an impatient look as if to say, "Who is disturbing my peaceful sleep in the middle of the night?"

Then, the door was opened.

"Who is it! In the middle of the night..."

Lu Li's words caught in his throat.

Outside.

There was a person standing there.

To be precise, he was a person who was soaking wet.

The rain outside had suddenly intensified, accompanied by booming thunder.

By the dim light of the porch, Lu Li could see who had come in.

That was Shen Weilan.

She was still wearing that iconic JK uniform.

only.

The uniform was now completely soaked.

The white shirt clung tightly to his body.

Because the fabric was wet, it became semi-transparent.

The pink top underneath, even the lace pattern on the edges, was clearly visible.

It was really transparent.

Lu Li didn't dare to look closely at first glance; all she saw was a dazzling white and pink.

Rain dripped down her hair.

It dripped onto her pale little face.

Then, following the slender neck, it slid into the neckline, which appeared even deeper due to being soaked.

She was still clutching a rag doll tightly in her arms.

The doll was also soaked by the rain, and its head was drooping.

"A slight...ripple?"

Lu Li was dumbfounded.

What's going on here?

[The Ring?]

[Still the allure of being wet?]

Before he could react...

Shen Wei raised her head.

Those once bright and lively eyes were now filled with tears, turning them red and swollen.

"Brother Lu!"

A cry shattered the tranquility of the rainy night.

Followed by.

A fragrant breeze, mixed with the dampness of the rain, rushed into Lu Li's arms.

"Wow--!"

Shen Weilan didn't give Lu Li a chance to refuse at all.

She clung to Lu Li, her hands tightly gripping his waist.

That wet little face buried itself directly in Lu Li's chest.

"That's terrifying!"

"I want to go home!"

Lu Li was stunned.

His hands were suspended in mid-air, unsure whether to put them down or hold them.

Is this the legendary... dribbling and charging?

Shen Weilan's lunge was quite powerful.

That was a real physical collision.

Lu Li only felt a cool, wet sensation on his chest, followed by two warm, soft mounds pressing against his chest through the soaked fabric.

That feel.

It's soft and bouncy.

It still carried the coolness of the rain and the warmth of the girl's body.

It was like experiencing both ice and fire.

"No...no..."

Lu Li stuttered.

[System! Help! I'm about to make a mistake!]

[This feel...is this a D cup? It's definitely a 36D!]

Just as Lu Li was torn between his inner conflict, unsure whether to push her away or embrace her,

A voice, colder than the rain outside, drifted eerily from the direction of the living room.

"It seems so."

"Did I arrive at the wrong time?"

Lu Li's body froze as if he had been looked at by Medusa.

He turned his head with difficulty.

Su Feiyan was standing at the junction of the living room and the entryway.

She crossed her arms over her chest.

That pose accentuated her figure, making her look even more mature and sophisticated.

She just stood there quietly.

He stared blankly at the man and woman embracing tightly at the doorway.

But Lu Li clearly saw it.

Behind her, a demon god was slowly rising, holding a forty-meter-long sword.

[It’s over. 】

Lu Li's heart skipped a beat.

[This is truly the end of the series.]

Su Feiyan's gaze lingered for a second on Shen Weilan's hand, which was tightly wrapped around Lu Li's waist.

Then, slowly move it upwards.

It landed on their chests, which were pressed tightly together.

There, Lu Li's shirt was already soaked through with water from Shen Weilan's body.

It becomes translucent.

It looked as if the two people had become one.

"What's wrong?"

Su Feiyan raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on her face.

"Aren't you going to introduce it?"

"Is this... a female ghost who was just pulled from the water?"

Shen Weilan heard Su Feiyan's voice.

Her body stiffened for a moment.

But she did not let go of Lu Li.

in contrast.

She hugged him even tighter.

She even rubbed her face against Lu Li's chest, wiping her tears and raindrops all over Lu Li's unfortunate haute couture shirt.

then.

She slowly peeked her head out from Lu Li's embrace.

Tears still clung to her face.

A few strands of wet hair clung to her cheeks, making her look pitiful.

She looked at Su Feiyan.

A sly and defiant glint flashed in his eyes.

But it was fleeting.

When you look at it again, all that's left is the image of a little white flower that has suffered a great injustice.

"cousin……"

Shen Weilan sniffed.

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of crying.

"What are you doing here...?"

"I thought Brother Lu lived alone."

This sentence evokes the aroma of tea.

Su Feiyan narrowed her eyes.

"How did I get here?"

She gave a cold laugh.

I walked over step by step in my slippers.

"This is my home."

"If I'm not here, am I supposed to go to someone else's house in the middle of the night and try to pick up men?"

Su Feiyan walked up to the two of them.

Looking down at Shen Weilan, who was still clinging to Lu Li's arms.

"But it's you."

"A top student from Jianghai University."

"Not studying properly at school."

Su Feiyan's gaze swept over Shen Weilan's almost completely transparent shirt again.

"What are you here for?"

"Cosplaying Sadako?"

Shen Weilan shrank back after being rebuked.

She hugged the wet rag doll tighter.

Then, she snuggled closer to Lu Li.

That action was like a kitten seeking shelter.

"Brother Lu..."

She raised her head and looked at Lu Li with her big, watery eyes, her gaze full of dependence.

"I don't want to go back to school..."

"The school...the school is haunted!"

Lu Li's lips twitched slightly.

Is it ghostly?

Where do ghosts come from in this world?

Even if there were ghosts, seeing you like that would probably make them bleed from their noses before scaring anyone, right?

Lu Li mentally complained, but his body betrayed him by not pushing her away.

even.

His two hands, suspended in mid-air, hesitated whether to lower them and comfort the frightened little darling.

After all, it's a pleasure to help others.

Patting your back won't make you pregnant.

Just as Lu Li's hand touched Shen Weilan's wet back...

A cold gaze pierced through the air and landed on his back.

Lu Li felt a chill run down his spine.

He knew who was coming without even turning around.

"It seems so."

Su Feiyan's voice rang out in the living room, unhurried yet carrying a suffocatingly low pressure.

"Our assistant Lu is not only a good massage therapist."

"And he's an exorcist master, huh?"

Lu Li pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted.

He stiffly turned his neck.

Su Feiyan was standing at the junction of the living room and the entrance hall.

She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall.

The black knit sweater was already zipped up, but the languid feeling that came after a "fierce battle" was still there.

Her hair was loose, with a few strands falling beside her face.

His face was expressionless.

But those eyes were coldly fixed on Shen Weilan, who was still clinging tightly to Lu Li's waist.

His eyes were filled with four words:

Let go of my hands!

Lu Li felt that his current situation was very dangerous.

A wet and beautiful school beauty threw herself into his arms.

Then the icy CEO arrived, wielding a knife.

Is this the legendary battleground?

Normally, Lu Li would have knelt down and begged for mercy immediately.

But at the moment.

Shen Weilan, nestled in his arms, seemed oblivious to the murderous intent, or perhaps she was doing it on purpose.

Upon hearing Su Feiyan's voice, she not only didn't let go, but hugged her even tighter.

She nuzzled her face against Lu Li's chest, like a kitten seeking shelter.

then.

She slowly peeked half her head out from Lu Li's embrace and looked at Su Feiyan.

"cousin……"

Shen Weilan's voice was trembling with tears, sounding extremely aggrieved.

"Why did you take so long to come out...?"

"I was terrified..."

As she spoke, she deliberately shrank closer to Lu Li's arms, as if Su Feiyan was even more terrifying than the so-called "ghost".

Su Feiyan sneered and walked over step by step.

She stopped less than a meter away from the two of them.

Looking down at the "star-crossed lovers".

"Scared to death?"

Su Feiyan raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over Shen Weilan's semi-transparent shirt.

"I bet you're having a blast."

"This rain came just in time."

"The clothes just happened to get soaked and turned into this... erotic style?"

Su Feiyan's words could be described as extremely sharp-tongued.

They didn't give me any face at all.

Shen Weilan's body stiffened for a moment.

She raised her head, her large eyes brimming with tears, looking at Lu Li with a pitiful expression.

"Brother Lu...my cousin is so fierce..."

"I'm really scared..."

"The library suddenly lost power, and there were strange noises too..."

"I tripped and fell when I ran out, and I lost my umbrella..."

"This is the only place I can come to..."

As Shen Weilan spoke, large tears streamed down her face.

His appearance was simply that of Dou E, the wronged woman, reincarnated.

[This acting deserves an Oscar!]

[Library outage?]

The library closes at 5 PM!

Lu Li understood this perfectly.

But he couldn't expose it.

Because Shen Weilan pinched his waist in a very subtle way.

That was a warning.

It's also a form of flirting.

"Cough cough."

Lu Li coughed twice, trying to break the awkward silence.

"Um...Mr. Su."

"Wei Lan is probably really terrified."

"And it's raining really hard outside..."

Lu Li tried to act as a peacemaker.

But he forgot.

In a war between two women, if a man tries to reason with her, there is usually only one outcome—a gruesome death.

Su Feiyan shifted her gaze from Shen Weilan to Lu Li's face.

Then it landed on Lu Li's hand, which still had a bit of oil on it.

At last.

His gaze was fixed on Shen Weilan's hands that were tightly wrapped around Lu Li's waist.

"Let go."

Su Feiyan said, her tone eerily calm.

Shen Weilan bit her lip.

Instead of letting go, she stood on tiptoe and rested her chin on Lu Li's shoulder.

He looked at Su Feiyan provocatively.

"Cousin, I'm cold."

"Brother Lu feels warm."

"I'll just hug you for a little while..."

"You wouldn't be stingy even with this, would you?"

Shen Weilan's voice was soft and sweet, but the content of her words was sharp and incisive.

She smelled it.

That ambiguous feeling that only exists after that kind of thing.

There were also obvious traces of essential oil on Lu Li's hands.

Add to that Su Feiyan's slightly disheveled clothes.

Shen Weilan didn't see it with her own eyes, but her woman's sixth sense told her that if she had arrived a moment later, the two of them would probably have been rolling around in a mess on that damn sofa!

This realization completely ignited her jealousy.

Even if it meant risking being thrown out by Su Feiyan, she was determined to ruin this whole thing.