Because she was addicted

Wen Jia didn't know when she fell asleep.

Half-asleep, she felt Lu Chenyan busy behind her again. As soon as she turned her head, Lu Chenyan kissed her.

She had barely uttered a sound when Lu Chenyan seized the opportunity to advance.

Wen Jia was exhausted and dizzy, but she still remembered to lean against Lu Chenyan and whisper, "No, that's not it..."

There's no way she would have condoms at home.

Lu Chenyan's arrival was sudden and unprepared.

"Just like before, I'll try my best to control myself." Lu Chenyan's voice was low and hoarse, filled with desire.

"What if?" Wen Jia's eyes were misty, half-heartedly agreeing.

"If we get pregnant, we'll get married." Lu Chenyan's deep, wet voice brushed against her ear, and he continued kissing her as they moved down her body.

It was still dark outside the window, but after the two of them finished, a faint light began to shine through the edge of the curtains.

Wen Jia checked the time on her phone; it was already 4:30 in the morning.

"I really can't go on. If I don't sleep soon, I won't have any energy for work today."

Wen Jia pushed Lu Chenyan away, and fell asleep as soon as she turned over, exhausted.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Lu Chenyan reached out and pulled Wen Jia into his arms.

In the dim light of dawn, he gently kissed Wen Jia's forehead. Just looking at her like that, another layer of desire slowly rose in Lu Chenyan's heart. He could only hold her even tighter, so tight that their bodies were pressed together so tightly that not even a needle could be inserted between them.

The fragrance of her hair finally brought me back to sleep.

I slept soundly until dawn.

When Wen Jia opened her eyes, she found herself lying on her side with her head on Lu Chenyan's arm, their bodies pressed tightly together, intimately close.

A surge of warmth welled up in her heart, followed by a blush of shyness, and a mix of emotions overwhelmed her.

After much deliberation, I still like it.

There has been too much suffering; perhaps God will reward us with a piece of candy.

Looking at the time, it was already 8:30 in the morning.

She practically sprang out of bed.

"We're going to be late."

Lu Chenyan, half-asleep, pulled Wen Jia back into his arms with a hook of his arm.

"What's the rush? No one will say anything if you don't go to work."

"You're the boss, so you don't have to go, but I can't not go!" Wen Jia struggled to get up.

Lu Chenyan rubbed his face against hers with his eyes closed.

"You're the boss's girlfriend, you don't have to go if you don't want to."

"If President Fu finds out, he'll definitely scold you!"

In just one night, Lu Chenyan's once smooth chin became prickly, and dark bluish-black stubble rubbed against Wen Jia's face, making her feel both itchy and numb.

He was shirtless, his exposed pectoral muscles clearly defined. The silky thin blanket only covered his waist, revealing his abs and well-defined V-line. His long legs were clearly visible under the blanket.

"He couldn't bear to scold me. He still expected me to make money for him."

Lu Chenyan chuckled, his eyes narrowed in enjoyment as he nestled against Wen Jia's chest. His voice was soft, tinged with a sticky, satisfied, and languid tone.

"Just a little longer, it'll be over soon."

Wen Jia struggled but couldn't break free. The next second, he lifted her by the waist, flipped her over, and pinned her down. He held her neck with one hand and kissed her on the chin.

"Again..."

Wen Jia was about to say something when he cut her off.

"Don't talk, I'm hungry."

Wen Jia was so breathless from his kisses that she had to push him away a little and said with difficulty, "If you're hungry, I'll make you breakfast."

"No, I only want you."

Lu Chenyan had a good sleep and was full of energy. Before long, Wen Jia was panting heavily and had completely forgotten what she was going to say.

Love is both frightening and addictive.

Amidst her wavering and hesitation, Wen Jia was ultimately dragged and pulled by Lu Chenyan towards the abyss.

……

In July, the tall plane trees lining the streets of Haicheng were wilted by the sun.

Lu Chenyan was in high spirits at the company, greeting everyone with a smile. Even when he ran into Shen Yu on the street, he didn't give him a hard time and even nodded in response.

"Jiajia, don't you think President Lu is acting very differently today?"

Yimo leaned closer and asked.

"Is there?"

Wen Jia stole a glance at Lu Chenyan in the office. Through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, he was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, chatting with Mike, the CEO of Tianyu Company.

Sensing Wen Jia's gaze, he also looked up and looked in her direction.

His gaze, which had been carrying a professional politeness, aloofness, and calmness, instantly softened the moment it met Wen Jia's. He even curled the corners of his mouth slightly and raised the corners of his eyes.

Wen Jia seemed to be struck by lightning and quickly withdrew in fright.

The next second, her phone rang. "What? Missing me?"

Wen Jia's face flushed red instantly.

"Don't you think he's like a different person? Before, President Lu was a gentleman but also aloof, and he had zero tolerance for mistakes at work. Every time I went in to hand over the documents, my legs would tremble. But today, I don't know why, when he saw the mistake, he didn't say anything to me. He even smiled at me and said, 'Just fix it!' It was really terrifying."

Yimo bit the straw in her water glass and gulped down the water, looking like she was questioning the meaning of life.

"Perhaps he's happy because the company's recently tendered projects are progressing well."

Wen Jia said softly, her voice betraying her guilt.

While dealing with Yimo, she replied to messages.

"no."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a hint of disappointment flash across Lu Chenyan's face in the office.

A moment later, Wen Jia posted another message: "I've been trying my best to restrain myself..."

In the office, Lu Chenyan's face immediately lit up with a smile that stretched from his lips to his ears.

The microphone on the other end paused, stunned.

Lu Chenyan turned his phone face down on the table. "Sorry, please continue."

Yi Mo, who had been sucking on a straw, stared blankly at the office floor. Upon seeing this, she gaped as if she'd seen a ghost, and frantically tried to pry Wen Jia away.

"Look, look! President Lu is smiling! He's smiling!"

"Jiajia, President Lu has been here for almost a month, and this is the first time I've seen him smile. Wow, he's so handsome, so charming. I knew it, President Lu looks even better when he smiles! Spring has finally arrived in the President's Office."

Wen Jia turned her head and saw Yi Mo looking infatuated, with water practically dripping from the corner of her mouth.

She raised her hand and closed Yimo's chin.

"You like it? What about Li Han?"

"What are you talking about!" Yi Mo slapped Wen Jia's hand away. "Jia Jia, I'm happy for you! Such a handsome man is pursuing you. If it were me, I would have said yes long ago."

"Should I record what you say and send it to Li Han?"

Wenjia joked.

"Hey, I'm being serious!"

Yimo blinked and leaned closer.

"Jiajia, tell me honestly, President Lu was smiling like a peacock today, he was practically displaying his feathers, have you guys already...?"

Her voice trailed off at a high pitch, and she had a gossipy look on her face.

Wen Jia tried her best to control herself, pushing Yi Mo's chair back to her own seat. "No! What nonsense are you thinking about?"

"Jiajia, what exactly are you insisting on! Director Shen is good, but compared to President Lu, he's worlds apart. If President Lu were to pursue me, I would immediately dump Li Han and be with him. Even a second of hesitation would be disrespectful to myself."

Yi Mo persisted relentlessly.

Wen Jia picked up her phone. "I really recorded it and sent it to Li Han?"

"slightly!"

Yimo stuck out her tongue and made a face.

Yesterday, in front of so many people downstairs at the company, Shen Yu said that he and Wen Jia were in a romantic relationship. As soon as she got to work today, Yi Mo kept asking her about it.

Wen Jia didn't hide anything, only saying that they had broken up a long time ago.

She didn't want to say anything more.

Yimo was smart enough not to ask any more questions.

However, she still reminded Wen Jia, "Jiajia, there are all sorts of rumors going around. Some people are saying that you dumped President Shen because of President Lu."

Wen Jia didn't want to pay attention.

Why should she bother to keep things that Lu Chenyan doesn't care about?

Reason told her that she shouldn't accept Lu Chenyan and enter into another relationship without any preparation.

But her emotions entwined around her like vines.

Lu Chenyan was like a male demon who had captured her heart completely.

This feeling is intoxicating.

Can't stop.

……

"Shall we go to the supermarket together after get off work?"

After seeing Mike off, Lu Chenyan sent a message to Wen Jia.

"What?" Wen Jia replied.

"I want to cook for you, my hands are itching." This is followed by a picture of a puppy running around in circles with a spatula.