Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

The large black desk was piled high with files and folders.

An Lan at this moment.

He was wearing glasses and was intently flipping through the documents in his hands.

Thin metal-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, and the eyes behind the lenses were focused and bright.

Her face looked especially beautiful under the light.

He had a high, straight nose and slightly pursed lips.

Her collar was buttoned up neatly, her white shirt was tucked into her black trousers, and her waist was slender.

Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned.

He leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, and just watched.

That cold demeanor.

With those glasses, plus her stunningly beautiful face...

This is definitely some kind of temptation!

Intellectual and aloof.

Like an iceberg.

Even knowing it's cold, it still makes you want to crash into it.

This is definitely an abstinent type!

Moreover, the slight furrowing of her brows, which she did not do unintentionally, made Lin Xuan's heart flutter for some reason.

broken…

I've caught the roses!

My mental health is not good either!

Lin Xuan subconsciously recalled a scene from before.

He sat opposite An Lan, writing a self-criticism of several thousand words.

That was shortly after he joined the First Marketing Department of An's Group, when he was tricked by Su Yurou.

His hand ached from writing the several thousand words of self-criticism.

And opposite her was An Lan.

At that time, she was a high-ranking CEO, while he was just an insignificant employee.

If it were the outfit in front of you...

Glasses, a white shirt, and maybe some long stockings.

Holding a stick in his hand...

A serious expression, with a slight frown.

Lin Xuan could only exclaim, "Wow!"

Not right.

Own...

Why does my thinking keep going in the wrong direction?

Lin Xuan subconsciously swallowed.

That was it.

An Lan finally noticed that there were people outside.

She frowned slightly and raised her head.

But for a moment, she froze.

Standing at the door.

It was actually... Lin Xuan?!

Her gaze pierced through the glasses and landed on that familiar face.

His face was smiling, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

Her furrowed brows vanished instantly.

Like an iceberg melting, a surprised smile appeared on her face.

"Lin Xuan?!"

She stood up, somewhat incredulous.

The chair slid back half a meter, making a slight rolling sound.

She rested her hands on the table, leaning slightly forward.

The collar of the white shirt was slightly open, revealing a section of delicate collarbone.

Lin Xuan didn't come in because he was stunned.

He leaned against the door frame, motionless.

Even though I've seen An Lan so many times, I'm still captivated by that smile she gave me just now.

"What's wrong with you?"

An Lan came out and spoke with some concern.

She walked up to Lin Xuan, stretched out her hand, and waved it in front of his eyes.

Why have you been standing there silently for days without saying a word?

Won't...

What happened?

Thinking this way.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes were full of concern.

Lin Xuan then realized what was happening.

He blinked, snapping out of his daze.

He came in and closed the door behind him.

Then lock it from the inside.

The door lock made a soft "click" sound.

Then he reached out and picked An Lan up in his arms.

"ah..."

This caused An Lan to gasp in surprise.

She covered her mouth with one hand and gripped Lin Xuan's shoulder tightly with the other.

Lin Xuan carried An Lan and spun her around twice.

Her body was very light.

Her long hair swayed in the light.

"It's nothing, I just miss you so much!"

Lin Xuan spoke as he turned around.

An Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that you're alright!

However, listening to Lin Xuan's words warmed her heart.

She quickly calmed down, reached out, and gently patted Lin Xuan's shoulder.

"Put me down..."

"This is the company, stop fooling around..."

But she was very weak; it was more like she was scratching an itch.

"I don't!"

Lin Xuan hugged her even tighter, resting his chin on her shoulder, and took a deep breath.

Um!

A light, pleasant fragrance!

"I can't just think about my wife! I just want to hold her!"

The moment I hear the word "wife".

A blush crept onto An Lan's cheeks.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

She glared at him, but there was no anger in her eyes, only shyness.

"No nonsense!"

Lin Xuan spoke confidently and loudly.

"Shh, shh, I know! If you want to hug me... then hug me, and see when you get tired!"

An Lan turned her head away and stopped talking.

Lin Xuan just held him like that.

Neither of them spoke.

I just enjoyed the peace and quiet.

After a while.

Lin Xuancai put An Lan down.

The two people stood facing each other.

Just as An Lan was about to speak, Lin Xuan kissed her directly.

"you…"

again!

An Lan was stunned and subconsciously tried to push Lin Xuan away.

She placed her hands on his chest and pushed him outwards with force.

But I also feel it's not quite right.

Before she could even hesitate, Lin Xuan had already succeeded.

His lips pressed against mine.

It carries a uniquely masculine aura.

next second.

The two hugged each other.

Lin Xuan's arm was around her waist, and his other hand was tucked into her hair.

An Lan's hand changed from pushing him away to grabbing him, moving from his chest to his back.

An Lan was originally aloof.

After a while, his breathing became a little rapid.

Her breathing became heavy, and her chest heaved.

An Lan suddenly woke up when her clothes were almost undone.

She suddenly grabbed Lin Xuan's hand.

She quickly pushed Lin Xuan away and then took two steps back herself.

"Lin Xuan! Stop making trouble!"

Her voice sounded like she was reprimanding a disobedient subordinate.

His dignified demeanor, coupled with those glasses, made Lin Xuan involuntarily straighten his posture.

He nodded quickly and raised his hands as if surrendering.

"Okay, teacher!"

"teacher???"

An Lan was stunned for a moment.

What is this term?

When did she become a teacher?

"fine!"

Lin Xuan grinned, a smile that held a hint of cunning and smugness.

An Lan glared at him.

Some helpless.

She lowered her head and quickly gathered her clothes.

The white shirt had only two buttons left, revealing a patch of fair skin.

It took her a while to fasten it.

Lin Xuan chuckled, sat down in her chair, and glanced at the mountain of documents on the table.

The folders were stacked up one after another, like a small hill.

"Thank you for your hard work, my dear CEO An."

He reached out and pulled An Lan over, letting her sit on his lap.

An Lan's body stiffened for a moment, but she did not struggle.

She sat down, her back against Lin Xuan's chest.

Lin Xuan wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.

An Lan saw the concern in his eyes and smiled gently:

"Then you'll be the CEO?"

"Then forget it."

Lin Xuan shook his head:

"I'm not cut out to be a CEO."

Ok?

I think I'm doing the same thing...

like…

Something's not right.

An Lan didn't feel there was anything wrong with it.

She sat on Lin Xuan's lap, feeling the warmth emanating from beneath her.