Chapter 168: (Extra 2)
The golden light silently plated the French window, the last warmth of the day mixed into the room separated by glass, floating lightly in the air. Lin Qinglu’s body temperature rose and heated up, perhaps also because of Song Pianxian’s tacit consent.
It was impossible to expect Song Pianxian to agree directly, but under the deadlock between the two, she hadn’t asked her secretary to kick her out yet…
Lin Qinglu chuckled, no longer meeting Song Pianxian’s seemingly forever misty and affectionate eyes. She slowly lowered her gaze, wandering around Song Pianxian’s neckline.
Under Song Pianxian’s white suit was a light beige thin knitted camisole, revealing a piece of gleaming white skin. There was no collarbone necklace she usually wore on her collarbone, standing unabashedly in front of Lin Qinglu.
Looking further down, the suit’s V-neck showcased an enticing curve, tightly wrapping around the slender waist, the tailored design accentuating the curves even more.
When Song Pianxian walked over earlier, Lin Qinglu noticed she was wearing a hip-hugging skirt today, with a slight slit at the bottom, the soft silk swaying like the translucent tail of a mermaid as she moved.
Lin Qinglu’s gaze was bold and scorching, like she was examining a piece of candy about to be unwrapped and savored in her mouth.
Wherever Lin Qinglu’s eyes landed, Song Pianxian’s muscles tightened and trembled, feeling a slight spasm in her calf.
Song Pianxian controlled her breathing to remain calm, pursing her lips. She saw Lin Qinglu standing up, approaching her step by step, the crisp and pleasant sound of her high heels tapping the floor, until finally, with those straight legs, she stopped in front of her.
Lin Qinglu leaned over in front of her, the V-neck opening generously towards Song Pianxian, the unique feminine fragrance wafting over, hitting Song Pianxian’s face. Where Lin Qinglu’s gaze fell was the skin that had been hidden under clothing all day, trembling with Lin Qinglu’s movement.
“…”
After realizing what she had seen, Song Pianxian quickly turned her face away—
Only to be grabbed by two fingers under her chin, forcing her to turn back.
“What are you hiding from?”
Lin Qinglu’s fingers traced Song Pianxian’s jawline, which was exceptionally beautiful. Lin Qinglu was fascinated, applying a slight force to lift Song Pianxian’s head, bringing her flower-like face closer to her own eyes.
As a qualified, even outstanding actress, Lin Qinglu knew that her face and body were her assets. She was well aware of her charm and knew how to use it.
Lin Qinglu’s lips parted slightly as her fingers moved slowly across Song Pianxian’s face, her eyes half-closed meeting Song Pianxian’s gaze. This time she didn’t look away, nor did she allow Song Pianxian to hide.
Lin Qinglu’s voice was deep, but the strength in it had dissipated by half, no longer as aggressive, releasing a faint scent like slightly sour red wine, permeating the air.
She spoke slowly, in sync with her movements, as if the surrounding air slowed down with her every word and action, causing Song Pianxian’s eyelashes to flutter in confusion.
Before Lin Qinglu could make the next move, Song Pianxian took a deep breath and looked towards the door:
“I…”
With just one word spoken, Lin Qinglu leaned down and sealed Song Pianxian’s lips with the remainder of her words.
Secretary Xu, holding a stack of documents and a tablet, stood up from her chair and asked her colleagues:
“Did… Did I really go in?”
Secretary Xu: “?”
Others restrained Secretary Xu, who was jumping up and down in panic, and said seriously:
“Isn’t it true that Ms. Song reviews the schedule for the next day before leaving work every day? And there’s the global tour plan for that someone for Ms. Song to go over. If you don’t report it today, what will you do if Ms. Song holds you accountable tomorrow?”
“I understand the reasoning…” Secretary Xu glanced at the tightly closed office door. Lin, the movie star, had been in there for half an hour, and there hadn’t been any other sound coming from the room. Secretary Xu cursed the good soundproofing of the office, feeling that silence was worse than any sound, making the group of gossipers scratch their heads and fantasize.
Usually, she wouldn’t be so anxious even if the CEO had a guest, but everyone knew how dangerous it was to stumble upon the boss’s private matters.
“You should have knocked before entering—If you had the confidence not to get fired, I would support you just barging in.”
“…You all just want some excitement!”
Secretary Xu turned around angrily, took a deep breath, and knocked on the dark brown door.
Although she appeared very nervous, Secretary Xu’s rationality was intact, coupled with her faith in Ms. Song’s professionalism, she didn’t believe that the visit of Ms. Lin, the movie star, would affect Ms. Song’s work—besides, it had been half an hour already, and it should be almost over.
Secretary Xu stood confidently, even took the time to check if the documents were sorted correctly, until she realized that even after checking twice, she hadn’t heard the CEO calling her in.
Bad.
Secretary Xu transformed into a state of uncertainty once again, her hand raised, but she dared not knock.
Before her legs could start feeling weak, she finally heard a response from inside:
“Come in.”
Secretary Xu felt as if she had been granted amnesty, breathed a sigh of relief, and as she turned the doorknob, she suddenly realized—those two words just now didn’t seem to be Ms. Song’s voice!
If not Ms. Song, then it must be… Ms. Lin Qinglu.
Secretary Xu closed the door with complicated feelings, put on a professional smile again, and turned around, only to meet the gaze of the voice’s owner, Lin Qinglu.
It wasn’t because she had sharp eyes or was overly enthusiastic, but because she was used to looking towards the boss’s desk when entering, but this time she found Lin Qinglu standing next to the boss’s office chair, leaning slightly forward with her arms on the desk, as if she was looking at the documents on the desk with Ms. Song, who was sitting on the large black executive chair in her usual posture.
Why would Ms. Lin go behind the boss’s desk? Just as Secretary Xu’s doubts arose, she heard Ms. Song ask:
“What’s the matter?”
Secretary Xu regained her focus and said quickly, “I’m here to report on tomorrow’s schedule arrangements, and…”
“Put it on the coffee table.”
Secretary Xu was taken aback. Ms. Song usually wouldn’t interrupt her subordinates, but she discreetly raised her eyes and noticed Ms. Song’s tight lips, pursed tightly together, indicating that she was in a bad mood. Secretary Xu didn’t dare to look anymore, followed the instructions and placed the items on the low table in front of the sofa.
As Secretary Xu walked towards the sofa group with her back to the desk, Song Pianxian let out a sigh of relief. In her relaxation, a slight tingling sensation rushed up her spine like tiny electric currents.
Because Secretary Xu was still there, she couldn’t speak, so she could only turn her head sideways and glare at Lin Qinglu, reaching out to pull Lin Qinglu’s constantly disturbing left arm away from behind her.
While Lin Qinglu’s right arm remained propped on the desk in a normal posture, her legs under the table were closely pressed against Song Pianxian’s.
At this moment, as Song Pianxian pushed her, Lin Qinglu’s left arm raised, avoiding Song Pianxian’s shove, and quickly, under Song Pianxian’s misty gaze, returned to her back.
The summer suit’s fabric was thin; through the two layers of fabric, Lin Qinglu could lightly feel Song Pianxian’s prominent butterfly bone. Her fingertips traced down the butterfly bone, causing the body beneath to tremble slightly.
Lin Qinglu’s fingertips slid along the inner side of the butterfly bone, stopping on Song Pianxian’s spine.
Before Secretary Xu came in, she had kissed along it, even bitten.
Until the knock on the door sounded, the suspenders and suit that had been hastily covering the damp marks were completely concealed. Combined with Song Pianxian’s calm and composed expression, everything seemed seamless.
Secretary Xu was still oblivious, meticulously arranging the documents on the table.
While her boss, under her own fingertips, was on the verge of losing composure.
Lin Qinglu leaned down, her voice much huskier than before:
“Still wet?”
She intended to tease Song Pianxian about the damp marks trailing along her spine. Unexpectedly, when this question came out, Song Pianxian’s body stiffened, and she shot Lin Qinglu a fierce glance, much fiercer than before, startling Lin Qinglu, who froze on the spot, quietly reflecting.
But the blush at the corner of Song Pianxian’s eyes was so flirtatious that Lin Qinglu’s tail almost wagged with excitement. If it weren’t for the need to maintain her image at the moment, she would have wanted to meow.
“Don’t go too far,” Song Pianxian said with a stern voice.
Forcing Ms. Song to speak up in front of subordinates must have crossed a line somewhere. Although Lin Qinglu appeared cold and ruthless on the surface, she secretly reviewed her own behavior.
Suddenly, she felt a sensation in her legs. Song Pianxian’s calf, pressed against hers, tightened even more, even moving towards the center, as if the owner couldn’t bear it and wanted to close and press their legs together—
Lin Qinglu’s gaze naturally shifted to Song Pianxian’s abdomen.
Song Pianxian, annoyed, said, “…”
Lin Qinglu let out a light laugh.
Secretary Xu was attracted by the sudden movement in the office, looked over, and saw Lin Qinglu with a faint smile on her thin lips, looking relaxed and complacent. As for their boss, Ms. Song, there was not a hint of a smile on her face. She kept her eyes down, not even glancing at Lin Qinglu.
Was this a lovers’ meeting? Secretary Xu was puzzled. Given the scene and the positioning, wasn’t it supposed to be a CEO being met by a malicious actress who was trying to negotiate cooperation?
Secretary Xu instinctively felt that something was wrong with this explanation, and there was a flaw in it. Then the CEO spoke to her again:
“Draw up a contract. Lin Qinglu will star in ‘The One I Secretly Love,’ as the second female lead.”
The CEO’s voice was cold and businesslike. Secretary Xu thought to herself, “How did I become such a clever little guesser?” and immediately responded, “Yes, I’ll do it right away.”
Secretary Xu flipped the last document to the designated page and arranged it neatly before leaving to fulfill the task.
Behind her, Lin Qinglu’s hand brushed past Song Pianxian’s waist. With a flick of her fingers, like a nimble fish slipping under the hem of the suit, it headed straight for Song Pianxian’s waist.
The unabashedly itching sensation assaulted Song Pianxian. She had never thought that her waist could be so sensitive, surrendering to Lin Qinglu’s teasing before she could react, escaping from Lin Qinglu’s persistent hands.
Lin Qinglu did not pursue further. Song Pianxian felt a little relieved, but in the next instant, her eyes widened—
Song Pianxian’s waist was too slim. When she tried to evade Lin Qinglu’s touch, there was a slight gap between her back and the tight skirt, not spacious, but enough for Lin Qinglu’s fingers to slip in and play mischief.
The silk skirt was thin and transparent, sliding uncontrollably. Beneath the silky wrap, Lin Qinglu’s fingers moved towards the target.
Below the waist, at the connection between the waist and hips, Song Pianxian tasted sweet everywhere, but the most abundant and juicy was the peach beneath her slender white waist.
Lin Qinglu’s slender fingers moved downward, affectionately brushing past Song Pianxian, then skillfully wedging into the gap of the peach. Around it was the tender and elastic peach flesh, tightly squeezing her, making her unable to move.
With the closing of the door as Secretary Xu left, Lin Qinglu whispered in Song Pianxian’s ear:
“You’ve bitten me.”
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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu
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