After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

Seeing him fill the refrigerator again and again and then slump on the sofa just like last night, Wen Ling frowned slightly.

He's already tired after less than a day of running around?

The image of Jiang Ran standing side by side with her, towering over her by a head, came to mind.

Wen Ling rarely interacts with men and is always accompanied by bodyguards. Her impression of men is similar to that of her strong bodyguards.

They are often muscular and have a robust build.

Compared to them, Jiang Ran's height was acceptable, but his physique was still somewhat thin.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Ling took out her phone and opened Jiang Ran's WeChat account.

The lobby of the 7 villas.

Jiang Ran, who had been resting for a while, was hesitating whether to make lo mein or steam rice when she heard her phone ring.

He subconsciously took out his phone and saw a message from Wen Ling on the screen.

Wen L.: [If you have time, you can go to the gym to work out.]

The moment Jiang Ran saw the message, she sat up straight.

Wen Ling, what does this mean?!

You think he's not good-looking?!

Jiang Ran, somewhat puzzled, unzipped his coat and then lifted his shirt...

the other side.

Wen Ling, who had been watching the monitor closely, noticed Jiang Ran's sudden movement on the screen. As the camera zoomed in, she saw his six-pack abs clearly visible on his wheat-colored skin.

His waist was somewhat slender, and the exposed patches of skin flickered in and out of focus under the sunlight filtering through the window...

Wen Ling unconsciously recalled the image of herself embracing that waist.

That should be it...

She slightly raised her arms and sketched out the general outline on the desk in front of her, calculating the dimensions.

After several tests, Wen Ling still shook her head.

Not sure.

Without a physical reference point, she had no way of knowing exactly what the touch felt like; she would have to experience it herself to find out.

"Ding!"

As the phone rang, Jiang Ran's reply popped up.

Jiang: [Sister, do I need to get eight-pack abs?]

Images of Jiang Ran's enhanced body flashed through my mind: a robust, muscular physique paired with his slightly youthful face...

Wen Ling shook her head, rejecting the question.

Wen L.: [No need, I just hope you can increase your strength.]

The moment Jiang Ran saw the message, he understood what Wen Ling meant.

When Jiang Ran first met Wen Ling, he roughly estimated that, excluding high heels, Wen Ling was about 1.7 meters tall and her figure was not the skinny type, but rather the weight of a normal girl, with curves in the right places and slimness in the right places, weighing about 55 kilograms.

This weight poses no pressure for him.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Ran typed: [I'm still pretty strong. Every time I buy flour, I can carry three bags at a time! I can even carry my bottled water upstairs!]

Engrossed in playing, Jiang Ran typed another line without hesitation: [Don't worry, sister, I can definitely pick you up!]

Jiang Ran was stunned the moment the message was sent!

No, what nonsense is he talking about? They're hugging already?!

He suddenly held his breath and stared at his phone with a tense expression.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when Wen Ling's reply popped up again!

Wen L.: [Yes, that's for the best.]

"..."

Sometimes, Jiang Ran really couldn't understand Wen Ling. Was she truly completely clueless about matters between men and women?

Even he blushes, his heart races, and his breathing quickens at the mere mention of words like "hug and embrace."

Yet Wen Ling was able to recount all of this without batting an eye, even in front of him, a man...

Or perhaps she knew the whole process perfectly well, and was just naturally aloof?

Jiang Ran shook his head and sighed.

There's no use in thinking about it now, since he's never experienced anything like this before. He can only learn through practice when the time comes!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ran recalled Wen Ling's words, such as "I don't want my first experience to be too bad."

He pondered for a moment, then typed: "[By the way, sister, which room will you be staying in after you return?]"

Wen L.: [Second-floor bedroom.]

Jiang: [Oh, then, sister, when we, when we did that, in which room...?]

When Jiang Ran typed those words, her heart almost stopped beating.

However, when Wen Ling's message popped up instantly, he suddenly lost his sense of tension.

Wen L.: [Anything is fine, but it would be best if it were in my bedroom.]

He still maintained that same indifferent attitude, unmoved by either favor or disgrace.

Through this line of text, Jiang Ran could even visualize Wen Ling's expression as she calmly uttered those words.

The excitement that had been welling up inside him was repeatedly suppressed. Jiang Ran even wondered if, if things continued like this, he wouldn't be able to react when the day finally came...

No, this is absolutely terrifying!

Jiang Ran held her phone, hesitating for a long time.

In the end, he couldn't resist and typed a line on his phone. Then he suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with determination!

He pressed the send button without hesitation!

Jiang: [Um, sister, I have a small request. Could you wear a skirt when we're doing our business that day?]

Staring at the message from Jiang Ran on her phone, Wen Ling subconsciously switched the background apps to look at the surveillance footage.

In the video, Jiang Ran is curled up on the sofa, holding his phone. Under the high-definition camera, the tension on his face is fully captured.

Wen Ling had no idea why he looked so nervous, or even said such a thing.

"Wearing a skirt...?"

She murmured to herself, her thoughts drifting back to the past.

The last time she wore a dress was on her eighteenth birthday, a white mermaid gown studded with diamonds, a coming-of-age gift from her mother, Zhou Manru.

Since then, she has never worn a skirt again. She doesn't like skirts because they are inconvenient, and also because of the way people look at her when she wears one.

There were looks of amazement, envy, and many others that she found disgusting.

Since I changed into a suit, those disgusting looks have decreased a lot, and I've received more respect instead.

Now, Jiang Ran is suggesting that she wear a skirt...

Wen Ling's brow twitched slightly. She replied, "[Is it more convenient to wear a skirt?]"

Clearly visible in the surveillance footage, Jiang Ran, who had just opened the mineral water bottle to drink, suddenly spat it out!

Jiang: [No! Oh my god, what are you thinking, sister! I mean...]

Wen Ling was puzzled and typed back: [What is it?]

Jiang: [I mean, those kinds of things always require two people to cooperate, right?! If it's really a deep connection, then it's only natural, but we don't have any feelings for each other, so you have to cooperate with me, let me...]

Wen Ling tilted her head, still looking confused: [What did you ask me to do?]

In the surveillance footage, Jiang Ran had an expression that suggested he was ready to fight to the death.

He gritted his teeth, gripped his phone tightly, and typed furiously: "[Make me react!]"

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