Peninsula: A Max-Level Forward's Leisurely Life

Sunlight streamed through the blinds, making the blankets feel warm and cozy.

Li Chixun squinted, feeling the soft, warm mass in his arms, with only one thought in his mind—

This feels so good.

"Gurgle—"

A sudden protest from her stomach shattered the tender atmosphere.

The two of them stayed until almost noon before finally stopping.

Li Chixun opened his eyes refreshed, his whole body radiating an indescribable clarity—as if he had just replenished his health bar and also received a limited-time buff.

He turned to the side and casually patted the soft little bottom of the peach in his arms.

The feel... wow, excellent.

The next second, the [FIFA Green Field System] in his mind, which only appeared during matches, suddenly popped up a notification box—

[Hidden achievement triggered: Partner bond achieved.]

[Reward Passive Skill: Stamina Monster (Forcibly doubles the host's stamina recovery speed).]

Li Chixun looked at the few lines of cold system characters, his expression somewhat subtle.

"This damn system is usually incredibly stingy, but today it's being so generous? Did the sun rise in the west?"

However... thanks to this unreasonable numerical boost, he now feels like he has inexhaustible energy.

Even if we don't talk about going to the Allianz Arena for extra time right now, even if we replay last night's game several times right now—he's still the one who's guaranteed to win.

Looking down, I examined the clingy octopus on my chest.

Sulli was fast asleep.

Dark circles hung under her eyes, clearly showing the signs of staying up late playing games last night. Her hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and there were several red marks on her fair shoulders from her own antics.

The little tiger who vowed "never to admit defeat" last night has long since turned into a complete limp rag.

That pitiful little face did make you feel a little soft-hearted—but only a tiny bit.

Li Chixun chuckled, then stretched out two fingers and mischievously pinched her pert little nose.

The air supply was forcibly cut off.

Less than three seconds later, Choi Sulli was forced to open her eyes because she couldn't breathe.

She was still in a daze, wildly throwing punches in mid-air without any strategy.

"Hey! Are you trying to murder me?!" She glared at him angrily, and just as she was about to get up, she immediately clutched her waist and gasped. "Lee Chi-hoon, you son of a bitch... you were a monster in heat last night!"

After she finished shouting the accusation, she finally saw that the two people under the blanket were completely naked.

Her face, which had been grumpy from waking up, suddenly flushed pink.

She screamed and scrambled back, grabbing the corner of the blanket and wrapping herself up like a tightly wrapped cocoon.

Lee Chi-hoon leaned against the headboard, resting his chin on his hand, looking at the blanket that had wrapped him up in a light sweat.

A hint of mockery in his eyes: "Who was it last night shouting 'Never give up'? And who was it that ended up crying and barking like a puppy?"

"I didn't! I didn't lose at all—I just had a hoarse voice!"

A muffled rebuttal came from inside the cicada pupa, attempting a final struggle.

"This little girl, her only flaw is her stubbornness."

Li Chixun laughed. "Woof woof woof."

He imitated the sound twice without any courtesy, his tone extremely irritating.

This statement was practically the fuse that ignited the powder keg—

Suddenly, a delicate white foot emerged from under the covers.

"Shut up!"

A powerful kick came through the blanket; the force wasn't great, but it was precise.

In no time, they were sprawled out on the bed, instantly filling the morning with an ambiguous atmosphere.

After a disturbance that lasted for more than half an hour, the unilateral suppression finally came to an end.

Lee Chi-hoon casually put on a pair of loose black sweatpants and went downstairs in slippers.

The sizzling sound of frying bacon soon drifted out from the kitchen, mingling with the aroma of melting butter—the taste buds awakened before the brain.

Choi Sulli followed along reluctantly.

She didn't even bother to find her own clothes, and simply put on one of his oversized black T-shirts, the hem of which just covered her thighs.

Unguarded laziness. Since it's just the two of us at home, I can wear whatever I want.

She sprawled on the long sofa in the living room, completely devoid of any goddess-like image, her long, slender, fair legs casually draped over the edge of the armrest, idly scrolling through her tablet.

Lee Chi-hoon plated two fried eggs, then walked over with a cup of warmed milk and pushed it to her side.

"They're urging us from Germany; the old man sent an email."

He pulled out a single sofa and sat down, speaking casually as if he were remarking on the nice weather: "I have to fly back in a couple of days to report to the Munich base."

"Pfft—cough cough cough!"

Sulli almost vomited up all the milk she had just drunk.

She choked several times, her eyes red and swollen. She scrambled off the sofa, grabbed his short-sleeved shirt cuff, and, ignoring the milk stains on her lips, hurriedly asked, "No—how could it be so fast?!"

Lee Chi-hoon grabbed a tissue and carefully wiped away the remaining milk stains from the corner of her mouth: "I have to go back to work after my vacation, I'm not unemployed~"

This extremely masculine statement shattered any remaining hope that Choi Sulli had.

Her hands clung to his arm like vines, refusing to let go, and she started to act like a spoiled child: "I don't want to! If you leave, I'll be so bored in Seoul all by myself."

With a pout, she simply stood up, went around behind him, and pressed her face against his broad back, becoming a powerful plaster.

"The contrast is just too much!"

"I finally mustered up the courage to confess my feelings, and it was so hard to truly establish a relationship. I even had my schedule cleared by the company so I could spend every day with him."

"Then the man took advantage of her, turned around, and was about to leave."

"If she had known he was leaving so soon, she definitely wouldn't have let him take advantage of her so easily last night—she suffered a huge loss, a complete disaster."

Lee Chi-hoon turned around, grabbed a piece of freshly made sandwich ham, and unceremoniously stuffed it into her protesting mouth.

"Bayern's preseason training is very tight. If we don't go back soon, Guardiola will buy a plane ticket and fly to Seoul to arrest us." He explained confidently.

Choi Sulli was forced to chew on the ham, and the expression on her face became even more resentful.

Seeing her looking like a wronged woman who had been abandoned, Li Chixun couldn't help but find it amusing. He reached out and ruffled her messy hair, then bent two fingers and gently tapped her smooth forehead.

"Since your schedule is completely free recently—"

"Would you dare fly with me to Munich to see the snow?"

Choi Sulli covered her forehead, clearly stunned by these sudden words.

Once he realized the meaning of those words, the gloom in his eyes vanished—his change of expression was faster than turning the pages of a book, and he immediately beamed with joy.

"Go! Go! Go!"

With a cheer, she jumped up and hung on his neck, showering him with kisses on the cheek.

However, after the initial excitement, I regained some of my composure.

She hesitated for a moment before letting go, then clutched the hem of his T-shirt, her brows furrowing again: "But what about the company if I go to Europe? Even if my schedule is free, they'll definitely check up on me after being away from Korea for so long."

"If those bloodsucking high-ups find out she secretly went to Germany to have a relationship, there will definitely be an uproar."

Li Chixun completely ignored her pointless worries.

Turning around, I walked to the bar counter and opened the solid wood drawer below—pulling out a thick kraft paper bag from the bottom compartment.

It was slammed on the table with a "thud".

He threw the things directly in front of her.

Choi Sulli looked at him suspiciously and reached out to untie the thread wrapped around the paper bag.

A formally bound document fell out; the paper was quite thick. She opened the first page, her gaze sweeping down the dense array of technical terms—

When you see the large red SM Entertainment seal covering the bottom right corner, and the name "Lee Ji-hoon" prominently displayed in the controlling shareholder's column—

Her hand trembled, and the light document almost fell to the floor.

"I always thought Lee Ji-hoon was just using capital to buy a small number of shares on the secondary market."

"This isn't a warning—it's practically a complete takeover of the entire company!"

The immense shock made it difficult for her to even breathe.

"You... bought my company?!" Her eyes widened, and her voice cracked.

Lee Chi-hoon picked up the black coffee next to him and said calmly, "Just buying a lousy company."

"From now on, you can fly wherever you want, and no one will dare to stop you."

Choi Sulli swallowed hard, staring at the transfer agreement in her hand.

"This isn't dating...this is clearly being forcibly subjugated and kept in a lower social sphere by a conglomerate tycoon."

"Where's that old bald representative? From now on, won't we have to treat her like a revered ancestor?"

She tentatively raised her head: "Then... what about those higher-ups who used to manage me?"

"Keep her here to work." Li Chixun looked over, with the relaxed ease of someone in a superior position. "Now that you're the boss's wife, firing anyone is just a matter of a word."

Choi Sulli was completely dumbfounded and didn't know what to say, staring at the man in front of her who was sipping his coffee.

Suddenly I realized that I didn't lose unjustly last night at all—dating a monster with such overpowered abilities, just lying down and admitting defeat... is actually not so bad.

The sunlight streamed lazily in through the window, and the aroma of bacon hadn't yet dissipated.

It was just another ordinary, predictable morning.