Host! I told you to do a task! I didn't tell you to bbb.

Lu Yan's breath hitched, the warmth and fragrance of her body instantly enveloping him.

He looked at her red lips so close to his own, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily. Almost instinctively, he leaned in and took her slightly parted lips into his mouth.

Unlike the previous eagerness, this kiss carried a hint of tentative tenderness. His tongue gently licked her lips, tasting the lingering warmth of the food.

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly and deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth and entwining with his.

Lu Yan gripped her waist tightly, holding her even more firmly in his arms.

With his other hand, he slid inside the slit of her cheongsam, and when his fingertips touched her delicate skin, both of them trembled.

"Yun Shu..." he whispered between kisses, his voice hoarse and filled with suppressed desire.

Liu Yunshu didn't speak, but responded with a kiss, her fingers running through his hair, gently tugging at it.

Sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting dappled shadows on the two people. The food on the table was still steaming, but no one paid any attention to it.

Lu Yan suddenly picked her up and strode towards the bedroom.

Liu Yunshu wrapped her arms around his neck and gently bit his ear: "Aren't you going to clean up the dishes?"

"We'll clean up when we get back."

Lu Yan's voice was filled with an undeniable urgency. He lowered his head and bit her neck, leaving a faint red mark. "Now, business is more important."

He kicked open the bedroom door and pressed Liu Yunshu down onto the soft bedding. He clumsily unbuttoned the buttons of her dark green cheongsam, revealing her fair skin underneath.

His kiss landed on her collarbone, then moved downwards, carrying a burning heat.

Liu Yunshu arched her body impatiently, her fingertips gripping his hair, soft moans escaping from her lips.

Lu Yan looked up at her, his eyes brimming with love, but he deliberately slowed his movements: "Didn't you just say the meat was wrong? What do you think now?"

"Lu Yan, you..." Liu Yunshu was both embarrassed and angry at his teasing. She reached out to push him, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it above her head.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her heart: "Be good, tell me."

Liu Yunshu was so weak from his kiss that she couldn't speak and could only glare at him.

But her eyes were misty with tears, which not only didn't hurt him, but seemed to be seducing him.

Lu Yan chuckled softly, ceasing his teasing. His fingertips traced down her waistline, and he whispered in her ear, "Yun Shu, this time it's my turn... to show you what 'perfect match' really means."

The sunlight outside the window gradually slanted westward, but the temperature inside the bedroom rose higher and higher.

The cheongsam was crumpled and scattered at the foot of the bed, tangled with his shirt.

***

Xiao Ba had already hidden in a corner pretending to be dead, but he was silently sighing in his heart.

The sentiment value is rising faster than a rocket, it's already at 80%! It's true, there's nothing a meal can't solve; if one meal doesn't work, try two!

As dusk deepened, the noise in the bedroom gradually subsided.

Liu Yunshu lay on Lu Yan's chest, her fingertips tracing circles on his firm abs.

"With Ah Yan's stamina, it's a shame she's not a fitness instructor."

Lu Yan chuckled and took her mischievous hand, pressing it against his chest: "I only have the stamina for you."

He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. "Are you hungry? I'll take you out to eat."

Liu Yunshu yawned and lazily shook her head: "I don't want to move. You've exhausted me."

She turned to the side, her fingertips tracing the muscle lines on his arm. "Besides, we still have ingredients at home; we can just cook some noodles."

Lu Yan couldn't bear to let her do it again, so he turned over and pulled her into his arms: "I'll go cook. You lie down and rest for a while."

When he stood up, the muscle lines of his waist and abdomen were particularly obvious in the dim light, which made Liu Yunshu take a second look.

"Xiao Ba, look at this figure, isn't it worth the price of admission?" Liu Yunshu chuckled to herself.

Xiao Ba rolled its eyes: "Host, tone it down! You're practically drooling!"

Lu Yan quickly entered the kitchen, and although his movements were clumsy, he watched very attentively.

Liu Yunshu casually put on a nightgown and leaned against the bedroom door.

Watching him clumsily boil water while wearing her floral apron, a gentle smile spread across her eyes.

This aloof CEO, when cooking home-style dishes, has a surprisingly endearing, down-to-earth charm.

Before long, two bowls of plain noodles were served, topped with poached eggs and sprinkled with chopped green onions. They didn't look very appealing, but the aroma was very tempting.

"Want to try it?" Lu Yan looked at her nervously.

Liu Yunshu picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of noodles, and felt the warm broth slide down her throat, carrying a faint scallion flavor—simple yet comforting.

"It's good, better than the noodles at restaurants."

Lu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat heartily, like a child who had been praised.

Xiao Ba suddenly screamed, "Host! Your emotion level has reached 90%!"

Liu Yunshu understood, but remained outwardly calm, simply placing a poached egg from her own bowl into his: "Here, have some to nourish yourself."

Looking at the poached egg in the bowl, and then at the smile in her eyes, Lu Yan felt as if his heart was filled with something warm.

He didn't say anything, but simply reached out and took her hand, which was resting on the table, and held it tightly.

After finishing the noodles, Lu Yan took the initiative to clean up the dishes. When he returned, he saw Liu Yunshu dozing off on the sofa, so he tiptoed over and carried her back to the bedroom.

He lay down beside her, watching her sleeping face in the moonlight streaming through the window, his fingertips gently tracing the corner of her lips.

"Yun Shu," he murmured, "I think... I really can't live without you."

Liu Yunshu wasn't actually asleep; as she listened to his words, a subtle smile crept onto her lips.

She ate the rice with great satisfaction.

The next morning, Liu Yunshu was woken up by a kiss.

Lu Yan's kisses landed on her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally stopped on her lips, gentle and lingering.

"You're awake?" He asked with a smile in his eyes. "I took the day off today. Shall I take you out?"

Liu Yunshu yawned and snuggled closer to him: "Where are we going?"

"How about going to a hot spring resort in the suburbs?" Lu Yan had already thought it through. "It's quiet there, perfect for relaxing."

Liu Yunshu raised an eyebrow and snuggled against him. "Okay, this is a good opportunity to test just how good your stamina really is."

Lu Yan chuckled and whispered in her ear, "I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Xiao Ba silently covered its face, realizing that these two were only after "cooking"!

Upon arriving at the hot spring resort, the two first soaked in the hot spring.

In the misty air, Liu Yunshu leaned against Lu Yan, listening to him tell interesting stories about the company, occasionally interjecting a word, creating a warm yet ambiguous atmosphere.

"Yun Shu," Lu Yan suddenly grasped her hand, his eyes serious, "Let's date."

Seeing the seriousness in his eyes, Liu Yunshu's heart skipped a beat, and she deliberately teased him, "Aren't we dating now?"

"Sure, but I'd like to make it more formal." Lu Yan pulled a small box from the water, opened it, and inside was an exquisite necklace with a tiny rose pendant. "Yun Shu, will you be my girlfriend?"

Liu Yunshu looked at the rose, then at his nervous expression, and couldn't help but laugh: "Mr. Lu is pursuing someone, and all he gives is a necklace?"

Lu Yan was momentarily at a loss: "Then what do you want? Just tell me, and I'll buy it for you."

"I want you." Liu Yunshu leaned closer to him and lightly kissed his lips. "Will you give me this?"

Lu Yan's breath hitched, then he hugged her tightly, his voice filled with suppressed excitement: "Here! It's all yours!"

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Over here, Mrs. Lu had just finished shopping, carrying several exquisite shopping bags in her hands, her mind still preoccupied with her son's little secret.

She got into her driver's car, fastened her seatbelt, and couldn't help but call Lu Yan.

"beep…"

It's been half a day and I still haven't been able to get through.

"strangeness."

Mrs. Lu glanced at her watch. "They should be at work at this time. Are they in a meeting?"

Just as Mrs. Lu was about to give up, the call was answered.

"Ayan, are you at the company?"

She was met with a loud splash of water.

"Ayan? What about you over there..."

"Lu Yan!"

Boom boom boom, crackle crackle, gurgle gurgle!

Just as Mrs. Lu was wondering if the woman's voice belonged to the florist, she heard something on the other end of the phone...

"I'm here. Yunshu, you'd better practice your swimming style properly. Let me teach you today."

"Cough cough cough!" Madam Lu choked on her saliva in shock. This...this...this is her icy son?! He hasn't been switched, has he?!

I could hear a series of teaching sounds coming from the other end of the phone.

Mrs. Lu quickly hung up the phone, oh dear, how embarrassing!

This isn't an iceberg, it's a fiery mountain!