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

Liu Yunshu paused, raising an eyebrow in surprise, but her expression remained calm as she calmly replied, "Come in."

The door opened, and Lu Xingchen, holding a stack of promotional plans, walked straight to the desk, his tone naturally intimate:

"Sister Yunshu, this is the optimized promotional plan. Please take a look and see if there are any adjustments needed."

He gently placed the proposal on the table, and when his gaze fell on Liu Yunshu, it naturally swept over her neck.

A barely perceptible smile flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her obedient demeanor and stood quietly to the side awaiting instructions.

Shen Hanzhou, sitting under the table, was so angry that his teeth itched, wishing he could rush out and tear this hypocritical persona to shreds.

He was huddled in the small space, but he could clearly smell the crisp perfume on Liu Yunshu's body, mixed with a faint aroma of coffee.

This made him feel damn uneasy again.

In the cramped space, Liu Yunshu's high heels were right in front of her.

The exquisite heels, like her, possess a fatal allure.

He could even feel the slight warmth emanating from her legs, which made his whole body go numb.

"Okay, I'll adjust it right away."

Lu Xingchen nodded in agreement, his smile deepening.

He leaned closer, lowering his voice slightly, carrying an ambiguous tone that only the two of them could understand:

"Sister Yunshu, I'll pick you up tonight and take you to a newly opened Japanese restaurant. The food is really good."

Shen Hanzhou, who was under the table, suddenly tensed up, his anger almost bursting out.

He could even picture the smug look on Lu Xingchen's face right now.

Why should I?!

Just as Liu Yunshu was about to say yes, her fingertips tightened suddenly, she closed her eyes tightly, and suppressed a muffled groan in her throat.

Shen Hanzhou!

"Sister Yunshu? What's wrong?"

The smile in Lu Xingchen's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by deep worry.

He instinctively leaned forward, reaching out to support her arm, his voice urgent, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Liu Yunshu's lips curled into a stiff smile as she reached out and pressed down on Lu Xingchen's wrist.

The cool touch on his fingertips made the boy freeze in his tracks.

When she looked up, the strangeness in her eyes had vanished, leaving only her usual languid smile, but her voice carried a barely perceptible hoarseness:

"It's nothing, the coffee was probably too hot and burned your fingertips."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingchen worriedly pulled her hand over and gently put her fingers in his mouth.

The warm touch enveloped my fingertips, carrying the softness and care unique to young people.

Liu Yunshu's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, a hint of surprise flashing across her eyes, which was then replaced by a smile.

She didn't pull her hand away, but instead looked down at the boy in front of her, her tone laced with a hint of lazy mockery: "You're getting bolder and bolder."

My hands were wrapped by Lu Xingchen, and below...

Liu Yunshu took a deep breath and gently raised her chin.

Her gaze fell on Lu Xingchen's tense yet devout face, and her voice carried a hint of languid charm: "Relax, you're not that delicate."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingchen reluctantly released her fingers.

The lingering coolness of her skin on his fingertips made his heart beat even faster.

He looked at the smile in Liu Yunshu's eyes, his cheeks flushed slightly, but he still insisted, "Sister Yunshu, I'll pick you up tonight, okay?"

She was about to agree when her body suddenly stiffened, her breath caught in her throat, and the smile in her eyes almost shattered.

He gripped the edge of the table tightly with his fingertips, barely managing to maintain a calm expression.

She looked up at Lu Xingchen, her voice trembling slightly, yet she still managed to feign calmness:

"Tonight... I'm afraid that won't work. I have an emergency meeting to attend."

The light in Lu Xingchen's eyes dimmed slightly for a moment, but he still nodded obediently, his voice carrying a hint of gentle disappointment:

"Okay then, let's meet up next time."

"Um."

Liu Yunshu responded softly, her fingertips still gripping the edge of the table tightly, her knuckles turning white, and even her voice carrying a hint of tension that was barely perceptible.

Seeing the lingering weariness in her eyes, Lu Xingchen said nothing more, only softly offering his advice:

"Then Sister Yunshu, remember to eat on time and don't overwork yourself."

After saying that, she turned and left the office with a hint of disappointment.

The moment the door was gently closed, Liu Yunshu slumped into her office chair.

The languid smile in his eyes had vanished completely, leaving only suppressed anger and a barely perceptible tremor.

She abruptly looked down and glared fiercely at the area under the table. "Shen Hanzhou, what are you doing!"

Shen Hanzhou was amused by her exasperated appearance; it was the first time he had ever seen her so out of control.

In a moment of madness, he started showering kisses all the way up his calves.

"Don't you understand what I'm doing, Mr. Liu?"

His kisses grew increasingly unrestrained, moving upwards from the delicate skin of her calves, carrying the recklessness and passion unique to young men.

Every touch felt like a provocation, or a release of pent-up grievances and resentment.

In the cramped space, he could clearly feel Liu Yunshu's stiffness and trembling, which gave him a morbid sense of pleasure.

It turns out that even this woman who always seemed to be in control of everything had moments when he could manipulate her.

Liu Yunshu laughed in anger, grabbed him and slammed him against the desk.

"Since Assistant Shen is so insistent on inviting you, then I will grant your request."

Shen Hanzhou felt a tremor in his heart from the burning intensity in her eyes.

My back was pressed against the cold tabletop, but I couldn't feel the chill at all; my blood was boiling and surging.

Instead of backing down, he looked up to meet her gaze.

The grievance and anger in his eyes transformed into a rebellious fervor, and a defiant smile curled at the corners of his lips:

"President Liu, come at me! I, Shen Hanzhou, have never been afraid of anyone!"

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yunshu leaned closer, her warm breath carrying a refreshing perfume scent that instantly enveloped his senses.

Her kiss felt like a punitive plunder, grinding fiercely against his lips, making him freeze instantly, forgetting even to catch his breath.

Shen Hanzhou's body tensed up abruptly, his fingertips gripping the edge of the table so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Seduced by this sudden and forceful approach, the grievances and resentment in my heart were gradually replaced by a surge of excitement.

He could clearly feel the softness and strength of her lips; every touch was fatally attractive.

It made his whole body numb, and he lost all the strength to resist.

Looking at the panic and despair in his eyes, Liu Yunshu smiled and kissed him even more passionately.

My fingertips slid down his collar, the cool touch brushing against his taut chest, feeling his sudden, violent tremor.

Belt lay on the floor, looking completely bewildered, staring at Pants not far away. "Brother, when did we break up?"

"Scared?"

"Who's afraid of who!"

"Hmm!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Hanzhou stared blankly at the face so close to his.

Liu Yunshu's eyes still had the lingering blush of morning, and the smile in her eyes was so deep it couldn't be hidden.

Like honey diluted with wine, it's so sweet it makes you dizzy, yet it also carries a hint of domineering control.

His breathing was already erratic, and his heart was pounding wildly in his chest.

All the blood in his body rushed to his head at that moment, scalding his fingertips until they went numb, and even his consciousness began to blur.

The pressure on his lips carried a clear sense of punishment, yet also concealed a deadly allure, making him both want to resist and unable to resist succumbing to it.

He abruptly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling violently, his fingertips going from gripping the edge of the table to slowly loosening, and then uncontrollably lifting up.

He carefully wrapped his arms around Liu Yunshu's waist, as if he had grabbed a lifeline, with a desperate and reckless yearning.

"President Liu..."

His voice escaped from between his teeth, carrying a lingering tremor, mixed with heavy breathing, broken yet alluring.

Liu Yunshu felt the pressure on her waist, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

Her kiss paused slightly, her tongue lightly licking his lips, a hint of languid teasing in her voice: "Now you know fear?"

"I'm not afraid!"

Shen Hanzhou suddenly opened his eyes, the haze in them replaced by a rebellious fervor, and he tilted his head back to deepen the kiss.

His movements carried the awkwardness and recklessness unique to teenagers, yet also concealed a long-suppressed excitement.

It was as if all the grievances, resentments, and secret joys in his heart were being poured out into this kiss.

The documents on the desk were swept aside and scattered all over the floor.

The coffee cup tilted, spilling warm liquid onto the table, leaving dark stains, but no one paid any attention.

In the cramped space, all that remained were their heavy breathing, their heartbeats, and the soft rustling of their clothes.

Every inch of air was filled with a scalding, ambiguous atmosphere.

*日*日*日*日*日*日*

At noon, Liu Yunshu leaned back lazily in Shen Hanzhou's temporary office chair.

Watching him diligently wipe the floor, tidy up the documents one by one, and even wipe away the coffee stains, I felt a sense of satisfaction.

The corners of his mouth still bore the lingering blush, and his eyes held a hint of unruly arrogance, making him look like a wildcat that remained defiant even after being stroked.

Liu Yunshu toyed with a fountain pen between her fingers, her gaze fixed on his busy figure, a lazy smile playing in her eyes.

"Assistant Shen is becoming more and more capable. She can not only handle documents, but also do housework."

He then added jokingly, "Especially..., it's quite good~"

The last syllable of the second half of the sentence was drawn out, carrying a hint of lingering languor.

Shen Hanzhou suddenly stopped packing his things, almost dropping them from his hands.

Her cheeks instantly turned so red they looked like they could bleed, and even the roots of her ears turned a light red.

He looked so embarrassed that he wanted to bury his head in the cracks of the floor, yet he stubbornly held his neck up.

Her eyes were filled with shame, anger, and resentment, making her look like a prickly kitten that had been hit where it hurt but was still stubborn.

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly, tapping her fingertips lightly on the table. "Now that you've packed everything, go buy two lunches."

Shen Hanzhou's ears turned crimson all the way down to his neck, but he stubbornly turned his head back.

A surge of shame and anger welled up in his eyes, and his tone was strained with a hint of gritted teeth: "I understand!"