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

The air smells strange.

The rich, ambiguous scent of lavender essential oil that had filled the living room was now dispelled by the cool smell of rain.

But the smell of rainwater was mixed with the fragrance of a young girl.

That was the scent of Shen Weilan.

It's like a freshly peeled peach, with a hint of lingering greenness and the scent of grass that comes out after being soaked by a heavy rain.

of course.

There was also that gunpowder smell, known as the "battlefield," which only Lu Li could detect.

"Let go."

Su Feiyan repeated it again.

calm.

It was like instructing Lu Li to pour a cup of coffee or to throw a document into the shredder.

But Lu Li felt that these two words were even more frightening than the thunder outside.

Shen Weilan heard those two words.

She didn't let go.

Not only did it not loosen, it actually tightened even more.

"I don't!"

Shen Weilan cried out, her voice trembling and choked with sobs, sounding utterly pitiful.

She lifted her face slightly off Lu Li's chest.

Those big eyes were red and swollen, with tears still clinging to their eyelashes.

Wet hair clung to her cheeks, and water droplets dripped down her chin.

"Tick-tock".

A drop of water landed on the back of Lu Li's hand.

It's cold.

But what Lu Li is feeling now is not just the cold.

And it's soft.

Amazingly soft.

Shen Weilan was clinging to him.

Because of the height difference, she has to stand on tiptoe.

This resulted in her upper body weight being almost entirely supported by Lu Li's chest.

That soaked white shirt was worse than not wearing it at all.

Because the fabric clings tightly to the skin, it outlines every inch of the skin's contours.

The outline of that pink lace top was clearly visible.

Even the subtle curve of the edge being pressed into the flesh can be clearly seen.

Two elastic, warm mounds, separated by two layers of soaked fabric, were squeezed and deformed against Lu Li's chest.

With her breath.

With her sobs.

The sensation kept changing.

Lu Li dared not move, absolutely dared not move.

His two hands were still hanging in mid-air.

There was still some essential oil left on my hands from the massage I had just given Su Feiyan.

If those hands were to be placed down now, landing on Shen Weilan's soaked back...

That scene.

Lu Liguang just imagined it and felt that his death was not far away.

"Brother Lu..."

Shen Weilan sniffed.

She pressed her cheek against Lu Li's shirt.

It rubbed against me.

She wiped the rain and tears from her face all over Lu Li's pitiful Armani shirt.

"My cousin is so fierce..."

"Does she not welcome me...?"

"Did I disturb you...?"

As Shen Weilan spoke, she raised her head and looked at Lu Li with her innocent big eyes.

His eyes were filled with "I'm very well-behaved," "I'm very sensible," and "I've been wronged but I don't dare to say anything."

Lu Li looked down at her.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

The [Ancient Sacred Body (Incomplete Version)] within his body was operating wildly.

The reward he had just received gave him energy and perception far exceeding that of ordinary people.

and so.

He could clearly feel Shen Weilan's heartbeat.

soon.

Thump thump.

You can also feel the temperature of her body.

Although the skin was cool from the rain, the body temperature emanating from within was scalding hot.

That unique vitality and elasticity of a young girl is constantly being transmitted through the contact surface.

Especially the lower abdomen.

The two were so close together that Xiao Luli was about to explode.

"that……"

Lu Li spoke with difficulty.

"A gentle ripple..."

"Relax first..."

"Let's sit down and talk..."

"I don't!"

Shen Weilan shook her head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

Water droplets splashed everywhere.

Some of it was thrown onto Lu Li's face.

"I won't let go!"

"If I let go, my cousin will kick me out!"

"It's thundering outside!"

"There's a ghost!"

"I'm not going out!"

As she shouted, she lifted one leg, trying to hook it around Lu Li's leg.

Like a koala trying to hang itself completely on this big tree called Lu Li.

That movement was quite large.

This caused the hem of the pleated skirt to lift up, revealing a section of dazzlingly white thigh.

And that barely visible glimpse at the base of her legs...

Su Feiyan's gaze darkened.

If what was just cold was cold, now it's like the Ice Age.

She strode over.

The carpet swallowed the sound of her footsteps.

She stood in front of Lu Li and Shen Weilan, less than half a meter away.

She did not pull Shen Weilan away.

They didn't push or shove.

She simply extended two fingers and pinched the back of Shen Weilan's soaked shirt collar.

It's like pinching the scruff of a disobedient kitten by the scruff of its neck.

"three."

She started counting down.

Shen Weilan's body trembled slightly; this was a conditioned reflex formed since childhood.

In this family, apart from the deceased old man, Su Feiyan was the absolute authority.

"two."

Su Feiyan tightened her fingers slightly, lifting the already soaked shirt and choking Shen Weilan's neck, forcing her to tilt her head back.

This position exposed her face, which had been buried in Lu Li's chest.

This also forced her chest, which was pressed tightly against Lu Li's, to separate by a few centimeters.

A cool breeze blew in.

It took away that intoxicating touch.

A faint sense of loss welled up in Lu Li's heart.

Lu Li quickly slapped himself in the heart.

"one."