A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

After Su Feng hung up the phone, his mind went blank, as if something had hit him.

There was a mix of indescribable tension and undercurrent of excitement, as well as a sense of helplessness in the face of "the first time".

For the first time, my heart skipped a beat because of a woman.

Su Feng, who had never been attracted to a woman before, was now like a raw egg thrown into a scalding hot frying pan.

The sudden high temperature made my skin sizzle and crackle, and every inch of my body and mind was contracting and trembling violently.

Shouldn't he do something?

Should I change my clothes? Or... take a shower first?

The moment the thought popped into his head, he was startled.

"Damn it," he cursed under his breath.

It's just taking measurements, why make such a big deal out of it?

"Cough..." He coughed twice, clearing his throat, as if trying to dispel some inappropriate thoughts.

He walked out of the dormitory and stood outside for a while, trying to let the cold wind calm his racing heart and turbulent thoughts.

He let out a heavy sigh and finally turned around and went back to his dormitory.

I didn't do anything else, just washed my face hard with cold water, and then picked up a razor to shave off the new stubble on my chin.

Throughout the process, Su Feng was torn between self-doubt, silent self-criticism, and certain secret expectations.

Is Lu Weidong not home?

The thought had barely surfaced when he forcefully suppressed it.

So what if he's at home? He doesn't plan to do anything anyway.

Without a doubt, Lu Weidong must have deliberately lost the clothes.

Thinking of this, Su Feng's anger flared up, and he slammed the wardrobe door shut with a loud "bang".

The road to Ye Wenxi's house was a bit long, but Su Feng felt like he had arrived at the family compound in the blink of an eye.

He walked along the path in the courtyard, unaware that several pairs of eyes had quietly followed him.

There were young wives strolling around, and old ladies buying groceries.

Su Feng's outfit was hard to ignore.

Unlike the military green uniforms commonly seen in military compounds, the special forces soldiers' training uniforms are all black and have a more fitted and streamlined look.

Stretching across the shoulders, arms, and waist, it outlines powerful lines, exuding a wild and untamed energy.

Besides that, Su Feng's way of dressing is truly unique.

In the dead of winter, his coat was left open, revealing only a thin vest underneath, exposing a large expanse of firm chest and well-defined abdominal muscles.

This was the cold-resistant physique he had developed through years of hard training, and it was also the reason he wanted to dispel the nameless heat in his heart at this moment.

But the impact of this scene is just too strong.

A young military dependent who was chatting with someone turned around unintentionally and his gaze fell on Su Feng's face, which had delicate features but a cold expression.

Then, his gaze swept down over the muscular lines that were both taut and restrained.

Unable to hold back, she let out a soft "Oh my god!" and quickly turned her head away. Her ears were a little hot, and she couldn't help but turn her head again to follow his movements.

Su Feng was certainly aware of the stares from passersby, but he ignored them.

He stopped in front of Ye Wenxi's apartment building, stood still, and closed his eyes.

I took a few deep breaths of the crisp winter air, trying to suppress the pounding of my heart and the surging heat in my body.

He composed himself and walked over.

"Knock knock knock..." Su Feng raised his hand and gently knocked three times on the door.

Immediately, the sound of Ye Wenxi walking quickly towards them could be heard from inside.

"Coming!" came a crisp reply.

The door opened, and Ye Wenxi's bright face appeared in the doorway, with the warm orange sunlight of the afternoon streaming in from the window behind her.

"Section Chief Su, please come in."

Ye Wenxi took out a pair of clean cloth slippers and placed them on the ground.

"This will be fine."

"Okay," Su Feng replied, changed his shoes, and went into the house.

What comes into view is a home full of life, yet with a unique charm in every corner.

Unlike the simple furnishings of ordinary military families, the house features a uniquely designed floor lamp, homemade decorative paintings on the walls, and a few small ornaments that reveal the owner's ingenuity.

Every detail reflects the hostess's good taste and refined lifestyle.

In this space filled with Ye Wenxi's presence and traces, Su Feng felt his ears getting even hotter.

He unconsciously cleared his throat, as if reminding himself to stay calm.

"Here, have some water first." Ye Wenxi poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him, her face showing sincere apology.

"Um... I'm so sorry, look, we even lost your clothes."

Her tone was full of apology.

Su Feng raised his hand, indicating that she didn't need to worry too much.

"No need to apologize, I actually benefited from this." He said with a hint of self-deprecation.

"I only heard about how well your garment company is doing today at the dinner table."

Ye Wenxi's eyes widened slightly, somewhat surprised.

The dining table he mentioned, isn't it just where the leaders have lunch together?

Why are you bringing up her clothing company again?

"You mentioned me at noon?"

"It's more than just mentioning it," Su Feng said, a slight smile playing on his lips as he looked at her surprised expression.

"Several leaders have a very high opinion of you."

"Huh?" Ye Wenxi was even more confused.

Su Feng then briefly recounted how Chen Yuanchuan introduced her "mutual aid society" concept at the lunch table, how the leaders discussed her garment company's operations, and even Deputy Commander Zhou's final invitation.

Ye Wenxi's eyes widened as she listened, and her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.

She never expected that her little "trouble" would be discussed in such a setting and receive such attention.

Her shyness deepened, and even her eyelashes drooped slightly.

In Su Feng's eyes, this appearance added a touch of unconscious...charm to her compared to her usual bright and flamboyant demeanor.

Su Feng quickly turned his face away and steered the conversation back to the main topic.

"Where's the fabric? Let me see what designer Ye's 'assets' are."

"Come here." Ye Wenxi led him into the study and took out the fabric sample booklet that she had on hand.

"Do you want a coat, or a shirt and pants underneath?" She got into work mode, her tone becoming professional. "How about this, the coat is a free gift, as an apology. The shirt and pants can also be made, and I'll give you a 20% discount."

She figured she might as well do business with a little something extra for potential customers.

Su Feng gave a short laugh: "Okay, let me see."

While introducing him to the characteristics of different fabrics and suitable styles, Ye Wenxi took out some of her own design drafts and a few finished garments to let him get a feel for them.

Su Feng's gaze fell directly on the pilot's leather jacket he had made for Lu Weidong.

He picked it up and looked at it, his fingers brushing against the leather.

"This is good." He looked up. "Isn't this ready-made?"

"Uh, this was custom-made and it already has an owner," Ye Wenxi explained.

"Lu Weidong's?" Su Feng asked, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

Ye Wenxi: "........."

Ye Wenxi's lips twitched.

I'm a little intimidated by this person. Is he some kind of lie detector?

How come he can so accurately expose what she's thinking and what she's hiding with just one sentence, and he's so ruthless about it?

Su Feng's heart sank silently at the words "already taken".

He gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Alright, no need to choose anymore. Trust in Designer Ye's abilities, just do your best."

He put the jacket back as he spoke, and Chong Ye Wenxi smiled.

"Consider it a coat, that's how you repay me."

"I'll order another outfit for a formal occasion, something like a ball, as a way of supporting your ready-to-wear company."

Ye Wenxi nodded immediately, her eyes showing professional focus.

"No problem. I wouldn't dare say it's amazing, but I'll definitely do my best to satisfy you."

As she spoke, she opened the drawer and took out a tape measure.

"Section Chief Su, let me take your measurements. Take off your clothes."