In the CEO's office of Hailan.
As soon as Feng Yu entered the office, she walked familiarly towards Fu Qianchen's computer desk.
After not seeing him for a few days, she didn't even know that she missed this man so much.
His CEO's office was extremely spacious, with a large lounge inside. There was not only a bed but also a bathroom.
Outside the bed was a large French window with an excellent view.
At this moment, there was the sound of water in the bathroom. Most likely, he was taking a bath.
Feng Yu sat in his chair and flipped through a financial book. She was almost falling asleep when the sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped.
Fu Qianchen took a bath to wash away a lot of his fatigue. As soon as he came out, he saw a little figure swinging her feet and spinning around in his boss chair.
As soon as Feng Yu saw him come out, she quickly covered her face with the book, but couldn't help peeking out from behind it.
There was a doting light in Fu Qianchen's dark eyes. He walked up to the girl, pressed down on the book in her hand, and the corners of his cool lips curled up in a smile. "Why are you hiding from me?"
"You're not dressed!" Feng Yu's ears turned red.
Who would have thought that this man would just walk out wrapped in a bath towel, as if he wasn't afraid of someone coming in.
Fu Qianchen hooked his lips and laughed. "This is my place. Without my permission, ordinary people wouldn't dare to come in."
Feng Yu pouted and retorted unceremoniously, "I don't think so. What was her name last time? The woman in the mini-skirt and low-cut dress. Didn't she just come in casually?"
Fu Qianchen laughed and leaned down to give her a gentle peck on the lips.
"My little jealous girl."
"Who's jealous?" Feng Yu frowned tightly.
"You still remember what she was wearing even though it was so long ago. You still say you're not a little jealous girl." Fu Qianchen laughed as he went to get dressed.
Feng Yu followed behind him, arguing dissatisfiedly, "It just shows that I'm a genius with a great memory. I never forget a thing I see."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Fu Qianchen answered her while buttoning up his shirt.
Halfway through buttoning, he turned to look at Feng Yu. "You button it up for me."
"No need, right?"
"Are you shy?"
"I mean, there's no need to wear it. I'll have to take it off later anyway..." Feng Yu took out her small bag, which was full of various needles and medicine.
A vein on Fu Qianchen's forehead twitched.
He tilted his head and kissed her on the lips again. "You heartless girl, no fun at all."
Feng Yu grabbed his collar and kissed him on her own initiative. After a passionate kiss, she let him go.
Fu Qianchen was slightly stunned and didn't react at first.
The little girl had already run to the side, fiddling with her needle bag and snickering.
"My little rascal."
Fu Qianchen couldn't help but pin her against the wall. He hadn't kissed enough just now, and this time he really delved deep.
His overbearing kiss swept over.
Feng Yu was pinned by him and couldn't move at all. She felt as if all the air in her lungs was about to be sucked dry. Even her brain started to go blank. Before she knew it, her skirt had been pulled up to her thighs.
"Mr. Fu!"
Feng Yu quickly pushed him away and gasped for breath. "Can you be more well-behaved? If you don't behave, I'll ask Uncle Bai to give you a sedative!"
Fu Qianchen looked at her helplessly. He knew that even without a sedative, this girl would drug him if necessary.
"My heartless woman."
Although he said so, he was quite obedient and didn't do anything to her anymore.
Only then did Feng Yu tidy herself up. She patted the bed and waved to Fu Qianchen. "Be good, Mr. Fu. Come and lie down properly."
Fu Qianchen looked at the girl who was smiling like a little devil. He really had the urge to pin her down and ravish her.
However, seeing the shiny silver needles in her hand, he had to think twice about his impulse.
He lay on the bed, and only then did Feng Yu show a satisfied smile. But when she saw the half-buttoned shirt, she mumbled again, "I told you not to wear it. You'll have to take it off later anyway."
"I'm not moving at all. I'm letting you do whatever you want. And you're still complaining?"
Fu Qianchen stared at the complaining girl, and the urge to pin her down and ravish her came back again.
Feng Yu reached out to unbutton his shirt. His buttons were always so hard to undo.
"You can just sit on me. It'll be easier to undo them."
Fu Qianchen had his hands behind his head, looking at her leisurely.
Feng Yu's ears turned slightly red. "Can't you undo them yourself?"
"You told me not to make any moves. Well, my hands are busy now." Fu Qianchen's red lips curled up in a perfect arc, with a bit of a rascally smile.
"You scoundrel!"
Feng Yu sat on him and started to unbutton his shirt. She found that she really was influenced by those around her.
After being with Uncle Bai for so long, even Mr. Fu had become such a scoundrel.
"Hey, girl. Are you not going to use that needle bag? I saw it outside and brought it in for you." Bai Shaoting's voice came from the door.
Feng Yu was so embarrassed that she quickly scrambled off Fu Qianchen.
She looked like she had been caught in the act.
On the other hand, Fu Qianchen looked calm and cold. "Just leave it there."
"Ah, Third Brother. Sorry to interrupt you. Cough, cough. Well, you can continue." Bai Shaoting awkwardly put the things aside and looked at Feng Yu with a naughty smile.
His eyes seemed to be saying,
Not bad. I didn't know you had it in you.
Feng Yu's face was completely red.
She slapped Fu Qianchen hard and said angrily, "I told you to do it yourself. Look, Mr. Fu. We've been seen!"
Fu Qianchen grabbed her angry little hand and pulled her into his arms.
He said boldly and arrogantly, "Mrs. Fu, even if we do what a husband and wife should do, no outsider should say anything, right?"
What a husband and wife should do...
After all this time, they really hadn't done it.
Every time, it was just kissing and hugging, and they never went too far.
Feng Yu's whole body was burning hot. The places where he touched her seemed to be electrified.
An indescribable atmosphere lingered in the air.
Fu Qianchen stared at her, rolled over, and pinned her down on the bed. His voice was extremely hoarse, but he was still trying his best to control himself as he asked, "Mrs. Fu, is it okay?"
"Okay for what?" Feng Yu's face was burning red.
He gently kissed her red little face and asked again, "Is it okay?"
"Okay for what?"
Fu Qianchen leaned close to her ear and said in an extremely seductive and magnetic voice, "Is it okay to do it?"
Feng Yu felt as if she had been set on fire. Whether it was out of shyness or something else, she pushed him away. "Okay my foot. No, no way!"
"Mr. Fu, I'm here to treat you. Can you just be still?"
"Hard."
Fu Qianchen uttered a single word and let go of her. When he rolled over, she understood what he meant by "hard".
A certain part was standing upright, as if deliberately showing off.
Feng Yu's palms were burning hot. She stuck a silver needle into it. The silver needle soaked in the medicine was extremely effective. Before long, Fu Qianchen was like an eggplant beaten by frost.