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

Just before the end of the workday, Ye Wenxi suddenly received a call from the publicity department.

"Comrade Ye, your photos have been developed. Would you like to come and pick them up?" said Xiao Zhang from the propaganda department.

"So fast?!" Ye Wenxi was overjoyed. It had only been delivered that morning, and it was already washed in just one day.

"We know you need it urgently, so we've expedited it for you. Take it home tonight and pick out the ones that need to be used for posters or enlargements tomorrow, then bring them over first thing in the morning. We'll work overtime to finish them, and you'll be able to use them the day after tomorrow," said Xiao Zhang, a staff member in the publicity department, on the other end of the phone.

Ye Wenxi thanked him repeatedly, hung up the phone, and rushed to the publicity department.

When we arrived, Xiao Zhang had already prepared the photos, stacking them on the table.

"Comrade Ye, there are 144 in total. Would you like to count them?"

"It's alright, I won't order anymore. Thank you so much, Comrade Zhang, for helping me finish the work. I'll bring you some pastries and candies from the food factory tomorrow." Ye Wenxi put the photo into the brown paper bag.

Xiao Zhang quickly waved his hand with a smile, saying it wasn't necessary, but the smile on his face didn't fade. They all knew Ye Wenxi's character; if you were good to her, she certainly wouldn't let you help her for nothing. Although there were connections with the clothing company and superiors, Ye Wenxi's work was impeccable, and everyone was always very proactive in helping her.

"By the way, is Section Chief Wei in his office?" Ye Wenxi wanted to go and thank him in person, since Section Chief Wei always fully supported her when she worked, and she had to show him the proper courtesy.

"Yes, but I'm in a meeting with a film studio right now," the principal said.

"A film studio?" Ye Wenxi thought he had misheard.

"Yes, I heard they're going to film a military movie in our military region." Xiao Zhang leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"Really? But why did they contact the publicity department?" Ye Wenxi also lowered her voice.

"Of course they have to come to us first! We need to review the subject matter, read the script, and watch the sample footage after filming," Xiao Zhang said seriously, with a hint of pride.

"Oh, then I won't bother Section Chief Wei any longer. Please thank him for me. I'll choose tonight and come over first thing tomorrow morning."

"Okay, sure."

Ye Wenxi put the brown paper bag into his bag and left the propaganda department; the bag was heavy with more than a hundred photos.

Lu Weidong's office is on the same floor as the publicity department.

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Looking at Lu Weidong's office, Ye Wenxi thought of what he had said that afternoon: "You only care about design and posters. You never care about me."

"Nonsense~" Ye Wenxi muttered to herself.

How could I never miss him?

Although... perhaps... indeed... Lu Weidong was more willing to sacrifice himself to love her, Ye Wenxi knew this very well, and she could never compare to him.

Thinking back to what Lu Weidong said today, how the dignified Chief of Staff Lu looked so aggrieved, she felt a mix of sweetness and pain in her heart, and a strong longing welled up within her. She wanted to throw herself into his arms right now.

She glanced at her watch; it was time to leave work.

Knock knock knock— Ye Wenxi knocked on the door of Lu Weidong's office.

"Please come in."

Lu Weidong was indeed still there. He was looking down at the documents, writing something on the paper with his pen, without looking up.

A soft chuckle came from the doorway.

Lu Weidong looked up and saw Ye Wenxi leaning against the door frame with her head tilted, smiling at him with her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

He put down his pen, crossed his arms, leaned back in his chair, and looked at her with a smirk on his face.

Ye Wenxi walked in, closed the door, and locked it from the inside.

Lu Weidong noticed this detail, lowered his head, and the curve of his lips became even more exaggerated.

Ye Wenxi wouldn't lock the door easily.

He didn't move, still with his arms crossed, looking up to see what she was up to.

Ye Wenxi tossed her bag onto the sofa and walked over gracefully.

"What brings you here?" Lu Weidong asked in a low voice, his expression and tone serious.

Seeing his serious expression, Ye Wenxi couldn't resist teasing him.

She didn't speak, but walked to his side and slowly leaned closer. She placed one hand on his shoulder, her slender white fingers slowly tracing the epaulettes down to the top button of his collar.

With a "snap," the metal buckle came undone, revealing a small section of his neck, wheat-colored skin, and a slightly protruding Adam's apple.

Lu Weidong raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with confusion.

Ye Wenxi remained smiling, silent, her eyes soft and tender. She moved behind him, her fingertips gently tracing his ear, pinching his earlobe, and slowly rubbing it.

Lu Weidong's breathing became heavier.

Then her fingers slid down her neck and touched the second button.

"Snap," another one was untied.

Ye Wenxi's cool hand slipped inside his open collar and pressed against his burning chest.

Lu Weidong groaned, his Adam's apple bobbing, and licked his dry lips.

Her hand slid down to his abs, her fingertips slowly tracing the grooves of the muscles. His abs tensed, rising and falling beneath her palm.

Ye Wenxi brought her face close, her nose almost touching his, her breath hitting his lips.

"You want to be here..." Lu Weidong's voice was so low it sounded like it was rolling out of his chest.

"No," Ye Wenxi interrupted him, her lips almost touching his. "I just missed you."

Her voice was as sweet as melted sugar, and her breath was warm on his face.

In a flash, Lu Weidong reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close and holding her in his embrace.

"Do you miss me? Or do you want me?"

Lu Weidong's gaze fell on Ye Wenxi's lips, and he leaned forward—

Suddenly, an index finger pressed against him.

"Hmm?" Lu Weidong frowned as he looked at her.

Ye Wenxi reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her face against his, and slowly rubbed against him. Her lips landed on his neck, once, twice.

"You're allowed to kiss me, but I'm not?" His voice was muffled in his throat.

"It's different." Ye Wenxi's voice was sweet and sticky as she kissed his neck and then his cheek. "Right now, my love is so intense... I need to release it properly on you."

Her thumb traced his lips: "Today, let me take the initiative. You just stay still and feel it."

The overly straightforward words, without any beating around the bush, made Lu Weidong's heart tremble, and he was so happy that he almost overflowed.

He understood what Ye Wenxi meant.

In this relationship, he was always the one who took the initiative, 90% of the time, 90% of the passion.

His passion and desire were like fire, burning even brighter when he encountered Ye Wenxi, and he pounced on her recklessly. Beneath this flame, her love was as gentle as a spring, often overshadowed by his fervor before it could even well up.

Today she doesn't want him to burn; she wants to cover him with her warm love.

Ye Wenxi kissed his lips gently and slowly, her lips rubbing against his, sucking on his lower lip without rushing or grabbing.

Their breathing grew heavier. Lu Weidong's hand caressed her back, his palm burning, but he didn't move, returning all the initiative to her.

His fingers tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again, trying his best to suppress the urge to retaliate, allowing himself to be completely enveloped by her kisses and tenderness.

Ye Wenxi parted her lips, cupped his face in her hands, forehead to forehead, their breaths mingling.

"Wei Dong".

"Mmm." His voice was so low it sounded like it was coming from his chest.

"Don't say I'm reluctant to leave you. I didn't..." she gasped, her eyes reddening, her nose tingling. "I really...reluctant to leave you. I just...want to be better. Please don't misunderstand me, okay?"

Each word was like warm spring water poured from head to toe. Lu Weidong closed his eyes and swallowed back what was welling up inside him.

"Yes. I know."

He didn't say "I love you more" again, but was completely immersed in her overwhelming love at that moment.