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"I like... Sister Yunshu, I like her."

"If you like it, that's good... Hmm!"

Liu Yunshu tilted her head slightly, looking at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, her eyes flushing red.

The fingertips that were gently stroking her hair tightened slightly, feeling the intense heat and...

"Sister Yunshu,"

Lu Xingchen's voice trembled slightly, mixed with heavy breathing, "I...can I?"

Liu Yunshu lowered her eyes to look at him, the languor in her eyes replaced by a deep smile.

Her fingertips lightly traced his reddened earlobe, a hint of indulgent teasing in her voice: "Getting impatient?"

Lu Xingchen's cheeks flushed instantly, and his neck also turned slightly red. However, the burning heat in his eyes did not diminish at all; instead, it became even more intense.

He gripped Liu Yunshu's clothes tightly, his knuckles turning white, his voice carrying the stubbornness of a young man who had given up halfway:

"I'm getting anxious... I want to be Yun Shu's person, and I only want to treat you like this."

Before Liu Yunshu could respond, he tightened his arms around her, pulling her even closer into his embrace.

His lips pressed eagerly against her neck, with a youthful impetuosity, gently nibbling at her delicate skin, leaving faint red marks.

Warm breaths mingled with a heavy heartbeat, exceptionally clear in the quiet room, each touch imbued with fervent devotion.

Liu Yunshu tilted her head back slightly, feeling the tingling sensation coming from the side of her neck.

Her fingertips gently ran through his soft hair, her eyes filled with a deep, warm smile.

This docile little beast is so passionate and straightforward, and even its youthful naiveté becomes the most alluring temptation.

She chuckled softly, her voice languid yet indulgent: "Okay~"

A soft, gentle agreement, like a spark thrown into boiling oil, instantly ignited the burning passion in Lu Xingchen's eyes.

He looked up abruptly, meeting Liu Yunshu's smiling eyes.

It contained an overwhelming sense of indulgence, which instantly relieved him of all his anxiety and uncertainty.

All that remained was overwhelming ecstasy and burning passion.

"Sister Yunshu!"

"Hmm!"

"Sister Yunshu~"

"Um?"

Am I dreaming?

Liu Yunshu looked at the gleaming joy in his eyes, as if the whole starry sky was hidden there, and gently pinched his flushed cheek with her fingertips, then moved it slightly.

What do you think?

"Hiss~ It's like a dream, yet not a dream~ It's so intoxicating..."

Lu Xingchen's low sigh, mixed with heavy breathing, made Liu Yunshu's neck tingle.

As if afraid that the dream would vanish in an instant, he tightened his arms, almost as if he wanted to knead her into his very bones.

His lips traced a path from her neck, carrying a youthful eagerness, gently outlining her jawline.

Every touch is carried with a cautious reverence, yet also hides the burning passion of a young person rushing towards their love.

Liu Yunshu's fingertips continued to run through his soft hair, feeling the throbbing and heat of the person in her arms, her smile so deep it couldn't be hidden.

She tilted her head slightly, indulging his closeness, her fingertips gently tracing his tense back.

As the night deepened outside the window, moonlight filtered through the thin curtains, casting dappled silver light that fell upon the intertwined figures of the two, adding a touch of hazy ambiguity.

*Day*Day*Day*Day*Day*Day

The next morning.

The first rays of sunlight peeked through the gaps in the sheer curtains, gently scattering golden light across the carpet at the foot of the bed.

When Lu Xingchen slowly opened his eyes, what he saw was a field of snow-white skin.

It is dotted with light red marks, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, carrying the lingering ambiguous warmth of last night.

Liu Yunshu was buttoning her shirt with her hand behind her back when she paused, as if noticing a gaze behind her.

Without turning around, a faint smile played on her lips, her voice husky with the raspy sound of early morning, languid yet alluring: "Awake?"

Lu Xingchen stepped forward and gently placed his hand on hers, taking over her action of buttoning her clothes.

"Sister Yunshu, let me do it."

His voice was hoarse from the early morning, mixed with a hint of shy tenderness.

Liu Yunshu tilted her head slightly, a lazy smile in her eyes.

Seeing his reddened earlobes and cautious demeanor, she chuckled softly, "You're getting more and more obedient."

Her teasing made Lu Xingchen's cheeks turn even redder.

Instead of shyly lowering his head as usual, he mustered his courage and gently wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

His chin rested on her shoulder, his voice muffled, with a hint of coquetry: "I'm only good to Sister Yunshu."

A warm breath brushed against my neck, carrying the clean scent unique to young people.

Liu Yunshu gently patted his hands that were wrapped around her waist, her tone indulgent: "Get up, it's time to wash up."

He then stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Looking at the winding trail, Lu Xingchen's cheeks instantly burned.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, and through the frosted glass, Liu Yunshu's slender figure could be seen.

Lu Xingchen took a deep breath, trying to calm the pounding in his heart, and got up to tidy up his scattered clothes.

After cleaning the room thoroughly, he even thoughtfully poured warm water and placed it on the bedside table.

Then she went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, picked out a few ingredients, skillfully tied on an apron, and began preparing breakfast with nimble movements.

When Liu Yunshu came out after washing up, the first thing she noticed was the aroma of food.

She leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching the busy figure of the boy wearing a pink apron, a gentle smile spreading across her eyes.

Hearing the noise behind him, he turned around, his eyes filled with a subtle smile, like the morning light infused into them:

"Sister Yunshu, just five more minutes, the porridge will be ready."

Five minutes later, breakfast was served.

Steaming hot millet porridge sits beside a golden-brown soft-boiled egg.

There was also a small dish of refreshing cucumber salad, simple yet exquisite.

Lu Xingchen sat opposite him, his hands on his knees, like a child waiting for praise, his eyes full of anticipation: "Sister Yunshu, why don't you give it a try?"

Liu Yunshu scooped a spoonful of porridge into her mouth, and the warm aroma of rice spread on her tongue.

It has a soft, smooth texture and just the right amount of sweetness to soothe the stomach.

She looked up at Lu Xingchen, her smile deepening: "It tastes good, even better than what you get in restaurants."

Upon receiving affirmation, Lu Xingchen's eyes instantly lit up, as if they held stars.

I quickly picked up the serving chopsticks and put half a soft-boiled egg on her plate.

"Then eat more. Porridge is good for the stomach. You drank alcohol last night, so it's good to replenish your energy."

Liu Yunshu smiled and agreed, then slowly ate her breakfast.

Occasionally, when she glances up, she'll meet the boy's loving gaze, so direct and pure.

After the meal, the two went to the company.

As soon as Liu Yunshu entered the office, she saw Shen Hanzhou sitting in a chair, looking at her with displeasure.

"Oh! Even our CEO Liu is late?"

Liu Yunshu closed the office door behind her and walked straight to her desk in her high heels to sit down.

He lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, a languid smile lingering in his eyes, his tone tinged with a casual teasing:

"What? Is Assistant Shen taking attendance for me?"

"How could I dare!"

Shen Hanzhou curled his lip, thinking to himself, "Who cares about a female hooligan like you anymore!"

"If you're afraid, then obediently process the data for me."

Liu Yunshu turned on her computer, swiped her finger across the mouse, and brought up a list of files to be processed.

His tone regained its usual crispness, yet still carried a hint of morning languor.

"Yesterday, after reviewing the terms of the film and television OST contract with General Manager Zhang, I sent it to the legal department; and I need to see the optimized version of Lu Xingchen's follow-up publicity plan by this afternoon."

Shen Hanzhou rolled his eyes, but didn't dare to argue. He got up sullenly to get the documents.

As he passed by Liu Yunshu, he noticed a red mark hidden under her collar due to the angle of his gaze.

She...she has a boyfriend? Or...damn it! Why am I thinking about these things!

Shen Hanzhou's steps suddenly stopped, but his fingertips gripped the edge of the folder uncontrollably, his knuckles turning white.

It felt like something had stung my heart, leaving a numbing and astringent sensation that made it hard to breathe.

Shen Hanzhou staggered to the desk and sat down, his back ramrod straight, but he couldn't hide the oppressive atmosphere around him.

His fingertips traced the words on the document, but his gaze was unfocused, his mind filled with the red mark he had just glimpsed.

Its location was secluded, and its color was bright; it was clearly a mark left from last night's tenderness.

What a slut! She already has someone and she still tries to harass him!

She patted his butt and said some nonsense, making him restless.

She's fine on her own, but she turns around and gets all lovey-dovey with someone else!

Shen Hanzhou grew angrier the more he thought about it, and the tip of his pen drew a deep ink mark on the paper.

The arrogance in his eyes turned into aggrieved anger, but the corners of his mouth turned down uncontrollably, making him look like a cat whose candy had been stolen.

Liu Yunshu took in his reaction, tapped her fingertips on the table, and casually said, "Assistant Shen, make me a cup of coffee."

Shen Hanzhou suddenly looked up, the anger in his eyes not yet completely gone.

But when he met Liu Yunshu's smiling gaze, he instantly deflated, managing only a resentful utterance: "I know!"

He stormed out, seething with resentment, only to run into a smug Lu Xingchen in the corridor.

Shen Hanzhou was already in a bad mood and didn't have time to pick a fight with him.

As the two passed each other, he caught a glimpse of a faint red mark on Lu Xingchen's neck.

It's him? !

hateful!

Why did that scheming woman get there first?!

In what way is Shen Hanzhou inferior to him!

Despite being filled with resentment and grievances, Shen Hanzhou didn't forget to make coffee.

Back in his office, he slammed his coffee cup down on the corner of Liu Yunshu's desk.

The milk foam on the rim of the cup had splashed out, and the sarcastic tone in his voice was impossible to hide:

"Mr. Liu, your coffee is hot, please be careful."

"What's wrong? Who upset you?"

Liu Yunshu gently stroked the inside of the coffee cup with her fingertips, a playful smile appearing in her eyes.

It's all your fault! Shen Hanzhou's resentment intensified.

He couldn't resist moving closer to her, "What about me...?"

Before the words were finished, there was a knock on the door. "Sister Yunshu, may I come in?"

Upon hearing Lu Xingchen's voice, Shen Hanzhou's resentment surged to its peak, and he suddenly crawled under the desk.