Chapter 169: (Extra 2)

The door closed again, returning the space to the two of them.

Under Lin Qinglu’s progressively aggressive actions, Song Pianxian gave a response that satisfied Lin Qinglu immensely.

In a place where Song Pianxian couldn’t see, Lin Qinglu quickly lifted the corners of her lips, her tail raised proudly, and couldn’t help but get closer to Song Pianxian’s body, rubbing lightly, like a cat trying to leave its scent on everything, almost purring.

Lin Qinglu’s cheek leaned against Song Pianxian’s shoulder, she sniffed Song Pianxian’s hair, the tip of her nose touching a few strands of loose hair, then moved to Song Pianxian’s ear.

Lin Qinglu’s tongue touched Song Pianxian’s blushing earlobe, then her nose and lips brushed against Song Pianxian’s shoulder, leaving a faint blush on the pure white suit.

“Accidentally got your clothes dirty.”

Lin Qinglu’s eyes gleamed, her eager hand following the curve of Song Pianxian’s body, landing on Song Pianxian’s chest from behind. Her fair fingers gripped the black button of the suit, casually suggesting:

“Take it off.”

“Lipstick smeared…” Secretary Xu, who returned to her workstation and was about to draft a contract, suddenly looked up, murmuring to herself.

A colleague nearby casually remarked, “If your lipstick smeared, just touch it up.”

“It’s not mine.” Career enthusiast Secretary Xu took a deep breath, glanced at the office door with a pained expression, “It’s Lin…”

It’s Lin Qinglu!

What kind of troublemaker is Lin Qinglu, distracting Emperor Song from her serious work, ignoring her schedule, and being affectionate in the office? She’s like a disruptive consort causing chaos in the court!

The white suit was casually thrown on the back of the chair, appearing disheveled.

At this moment, the person sitting in the office chair transformed into Lin Qinglu, while Song Pianxian sat beside her on her lap.

Song Pianxian’s camisole was supported solely by two thin milky-white straps. After losing her jacket, the skin above and below her collarbone and her two arms were exposed to Lin Qinglu, whose gaze… was as if she were wearing nothing at all.

Song Pianxian glanced at the door, knowing that her subordinate, whom she interacted with daily, was just a wall away. Her psychological burden was much heavier than Lin Qinglu’s, her shame soaring, her movements and words involuntarily becoming restrained.

But the more she avoided and retreated, the more enthusiastic Lin Qinglu became. Not only did her actions become increasingly aggressive, but her expression also became extremely arrogant, as if a cat, once turned master, became wild and uncontrollable.

Song Pianxian narrowed her eyes.

Lin Qinglu untied Song Pianxian’s hair, letting her lightly curled auburn hair fall over her snow-white shoulders, burying her head to sniff and lick incessantly. At the same time, the two cat claws nestled on Song Pianxian’s arms secretly moved toward her body—

Just as the little kitten was about to knead, it was immediately pressed down by Song Pianxian.

Lin Qinglu gave her claws a gentle shake, feeling the softness of President Song, and quickly reminded, “The contract is being drafted, President Song won’t change her mind, will she?”

Lin Qinglu’s tone was dignified yet proud, filled with a confident indifference that said, “If you regret it, it’s your loss, not mine. You should think it over.”

Song Pianxian remained silent, tilting her head to glance at Lin Qinglu.

Lin Qinglu returned the gaze, bracing herself with a presence that seemed on the verge of collapse in front of Song Pianxian.

Song Pianxian tapped Lin Qinglu’s hand back with her fingers.

Lin Qinglu looked puzzled and leaned in to examine her own hand.

What’s the problem?

Song Pianxian smiled, pointing out the barely noticeable transparent nail polish on Lin Qinglu’s hand, then glanced at Lin Qinglu lightly again, saying, “You haven’t removed your nail polish.”

“…?” Lin Qinglu was stunned on the spot.

Song Pianxian naturally released Lin Qinglu’s hand clasped around her waist, stood up, and, apart from her messy hair and clothes, appeared as composed as if Lin Qinglu didn’t exist at all, and she hadn’t just gotten up from Lin Qinglu.

Lin Qinglu was still staring at her nails, as if glaring at an enemy.

President Song had already started walking towards the back of the office: “Come to the lounge.”

Why, was there nail polish remover or finger… finger cots in the lounge?

Lin Qinglu almost blurted out the question but then thought that she had never seen Song Pianxian do her nails. Lin Qinglu remembered the possibility behind her, her gaze suddenly sharp, and she hurriedly followed, ignoring her recent embarrassment.

Fortunately, what Lin Qinglu was worried about did not happen. When she entered, Song Pianxian did not take out any strange items but was using a soft wet towel to wipe her hands.

That’s about right. One should keep clean after dancing. Lin Qinglu raised her chin, thinking, “People are watching, cats are watching. Even if Song Pianxian has become the CEO, she can’t do strange things in the lounge with others! Only with herself!”

Song Pianxian gestured towards Lin Qinglu, who had an inexplicably proud expression on her face. “Come here.”

“What for?” Lin Qinglu asked, before Song Pianxian could answer, her legs obediently moved towards her.

Song Pianxian unpacked a disposable wet towel again and took Lin Qinglu’s hand, wiping it carefully.

“You think I’m dirty,” accused Lin Qinglu, adding softly, “This won’t remove the nail polish either.”

Lin Qinglu, who had lost her confidence and aura, suddenly became cute. This woman changes so quickly. Song Pianxian sighed lightly, neatly folding the used towel and placing it aside. She then intertwined her fingers with Lin Qinglu’s, leading her a few steps backward, leaning in—

They were caught by the soft bed illuminated by the dusk.

Their faces were close, with Song Pianxian’s strands of hair falling onto Lin Qinglu’s face, gently scratching.

At this close distance, Song Pianxian could see a small reflection of herself in Lin Qinglu’s eyes. She smiled faintly and said, “Wiping your hands is just a side task.”

Song Pianxian straightened her upper body, taking the initiative to remove the excess clothing, her body stretching like a snow-covered branch.

With a toss of her hand, the thin strap top floated to the end of the bed. With the heat of snow all over her, Song Pianxian leaned over Lin Qinglu, who lay beneath her gaze.

At the last moment of their lips touching, she whispered by Lin Qinglu’s lips:

“Don’t worry, you won’t need your hands.”

“…”

Wait a minute, I’m not very reassured. Lin Qinglu subconsciously widened her eyes, suddenly realizing what she was about to encounter tonight. The actress’s pride and arrogance wouldn’t allow her to just lie there!

Although she wouldn’t, and hadn’t watched the 12 gigabytes of instructional videos sent by Ji Lai, she was smart enough to understand at a glance. When the ship reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight. It’s not too late for the warrior to sharpen her sword before the battle. Song Pianxian really didn’t need to force herself to do it.

Lin Qinglu was about to fight for herself again, but Song Pianxian had already kissed her.

The mingling of lips and teeth was passionate and moist, tongues invading each other’s territories, teeth grinding against each other. Their breath was hot and rapid, lip gloss turning into seductive nectar amid the rising temperature, blending into the lips.

When they parted slightly, Song Pianxian’s thumb wiped Lin Qinglu’s lower lip, cleaning it for her. But to be honest, Lin Qinglu, with her smudged makeup, looked lazy and enchanting when she closed her eyes, radiating another kind of charm.

Lin Qinglu opened her eyes, and Song Pianxian’s face was calm. With a turn of her hand, she began kneading Lin Qinglu’s body.

The lipstick marks on her fingertips followed Song Pianxian’s movements, from Lin Qinglu’s collarbone downwards, matching the rhythm of her heartbeat, spreading red marks from the collarbone to the heart, then to the slender waist, the flat and tight abdomen, and finally to the thighs.

It was as if countless petals were falling on Lin Qinglu’s body, drawing out a sense of scattered beauty in the snow.

After admiring for a while, Song Pianxian knelt in front of Lin Qinglu. Her hands lifted Lin Qinglu’s right leg, deftly adjusting it on both sides, putting Lin Qinglu in a posture ready for exploration.

She checked.

The flower had bloomed into a state of complete redness, dripping with moist liquid. Song Pianxian reached out to touch it, tightening, loosening, tightening again, as if breathing, intimately holding her fingertips.

Song Pianxian fed her more. Lin Qinglu, on this matter, was particularly delicate. However, after taking a bite, she cried out in pain and wanted to avoid it, but Song Pianxian held her waist firmly.

Temporarily letting her off the hook, Song Pianxian sucked on the middle finger dripping with juice, making a sucking sound with water. She lifted her eyes and smiled leisurely:

“The contract is being drawn up. Will the actress Lin Qinglu have any regrets?”

“… ” This sounded so familiar. Lin Qinglu bit her hand back, her mind a bit slow at this moment. She shook the leg she had propped up, slowly recalling that she had said this to Song Pianxian before entering the lounge. It’s just that now the roles were reversed.

Lin Qinglu couldn’t argue and could only swallow her pride silently, feeling a bit aggrieved inside. But it wasn’t voiced.

But it seemed like Song Pianxian knew everything. Her voice softened:

“You, hmm, don’t be unhappy, I’ll be gentle.”

Lin Qinglu had always trusted Song Pianxian. She had fulfilled her promises, and now she had no choice but to believe her.

How did things develop into this? Lin Qinglu wrapped her arms around Song Pianxian’s neck, bringing her head closer, gently panting, her eyes misty with moisture.

Song Pianxian’s movements were indeed very gentle, except for the hand still holding her waist firmly, not allowing herself to hide, she could only let her come and go as she pleased.

Lin Qinglu hummed and nibbled on another piece. The second one turned into a whimper. She showed no restraint at all, even adding a bit of exaggerated acting. She was warned by Song Pianxian, who slapped her buttocks and said:

“I’ll kiss you again.”

Is there such a good thing?

Actress Lin immediately exerted her full power, controlling every breath she exhaled, making her panting arousing desire. She was glared at by President Song, and as she wished, she was silenced.

Inside the room, only the sound of trickling water remained, gurgling, gurgling.

When President Song released Actress Lin again, the sound of water became more frequent and compact. Actress Lin obviously didn’t have the strength to tease the other party anymore. She leaned towards President Song and licked her lips bit by bit.

Like a little cat.

With Lin Qinglu’s contract involving various aspects and nearing the end of the workday, Secretary Xu spent a lot of effort to compile and check all the parts before starting to print.

It had been more than forty minutes since President Song requested the contract. Secretary Xu deeply felt that she might be scolded.

She had already accepted the fact that the two inside had an improper relationship and had started to imagine scenes of Actress Lin arrogantly pointing at herself and saying, “Do you know you’ve delayed our date at the Riverside Restaurant?” while President Song looked at her with reproach.

As Secretary Xu sighed deeply, colleagues who were working overtime came to the printing room in a rush. “Sister Xu, President Song just called and said the contract can be given to her tomorrow. We can go off work now! President Song also asked you to inform the driver to go off work.”

“That’s great.” Secretary Xu breathed a sigh of relief, avoiding getting scolded!

As she returned to the secretary’s office with the freshly printed contract, she suddenly felt something was wrong and looked towards the president’s office with a horrified expression.

Lin Qinglu seemed to still be there.

What could possibly take several more hours to discuss after kissing?

President Song’s driver usually stayed on standby until 9 p.m. President Song would only let the driver leave early if she worked overtime and stayed overnight in the lounge.

Oh my god!

Secretary Xu’s complexion changed with her own guesses.

The warm morning light shone into the lounge.

The bed in the lounge was only prepared for one person, not spacious at all. When Lin Qinglu woke up, half of her body was entangled with Song Pianxian’s, seemingly inseparable.

Her cat ears involuntarily trembled, and she tried to get up in a dignified manner, then rolled out of bed.

When Song Pianxian woke up, she saw a cold and domineering Actress Lin, exquisite in makeup, high and mighty, keeping others at a distance.

— The clothes on her body seemed a bit familiar.

Actress Lin followed Song Pianxian’s gaze and glanced at the wine-red jumpsuit she was wearing. She raised her chin slightly:

“Let me borrow your clothes.”

As if afraid that Song Pianxian would refuse, she complained, “You’ve wrinkled all my clothes, how can I wear them?”

Song Pianxian sat up with the quilt around her, pushed back her messy curls, revealing her smooth forehead, and nodded understandingly, her voice still hoarse from just waking up:

“If you like the clothes here, you can wear them.”

“Who likes them?” Actress Lin quickly retorted, her lips curling up briefly before she suppressed it.

She stepped on her high heels, making a clicking sound, and stood beside the bed, looking down at Song Pianxian and commented:

“Your performance last night was decent.”

Song Pianxian paused in her hair-flipping motion and chuckled, “Thanks?”

“…” Lin Qinglu said, “Seeing how seriously you performed, I’ll sign the contract.”

Actress Lin, proud like a little peacock, with a hint of aloofness, said:

“Don’t worry, with me around, your self-made drama won’t fail.”

After saying that, Actress Lin thought of securing benefits for herself for the first time, mentioning the marketing tactic she disliked the most:

“If things don’t work out, we can still promote a CP pairing. For example, we can be photographed shopping together, or being seen at Moonlight Pavilion, or reading scripts late at night. The show could have more scenes of us together…”

As Actress Lin spoke, she became more excited. In the end, with her noble and cold demeanor, she said:

“You know, there’s a big difference in our fame levels. If we promote a CP pairing, it’s like I’m being ‘sucked dry’ by you. You better treat me well, listen… to me, got it?”

Song Pianxian stretched lazily, “I’m hungry, I want to eat the soup dumplings we had at Yiran Pavilion before.”

“I’ll call them to deliver it.” Lin Qinglu said subconsciously, then realized she had changed the subject so abruptly, and in such a stiff manner.

Song Pianxian was indeed cunning and versatile, not to be underestimated!

Actress Lin’s face turned cold. She clicked her high heels and left the lounge, first ordering food, then angrily sitting on the sofa to eat butterfly pastries.

She was too angry yesterday to eat carefully. Today, she tasted it carefully again… Lin Qinglu took a bite and ate slowly. There was no mistake; this was the butterfly pastry from the film and television base. The base was too remote for Lin Qinglu to casually ask Liu Lele to buy it, and she was always filming out of town, so she hadn’t eaten it in a long time.

Actress Lin snorted, with a small butterfly in her lips, and her cat tail swayed happily. She glanced towards the door of the lounge.

Whenever there was movement behind the door, she immediately sat up straight, without looking sideways, maintaining her aloofness.

But even after finishing one butterfly pastry and placing an order for nail polish remover and wipes, Song Pianxian still hadn’t come out.

When will Song Pianxian appear?

The sun rose outside the French windows, and the sunlight filled the room with warmth.

Lin Qinglu walked to the office chair, draped yesterday’s white suit jacket of Song Pianxian’s over herself, claiming it as her own.

Leaning on the desk, her gaze naturally fell on the door of the lounge.

The cat-like Lin started staring at the little butterfly again.

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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu

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