Chapter 65 Let's get moving and exercise together

The office was well soundproofed, but Xinmian was unaware of this.

She bit her lip in shame, afraid to make a sound, forcing tears to slide down her cheeks.

The man's tall body leaned down in front of her, his large hand pressing firmly on her waist as she tried to escape.

Her face flushed, and she was forced to brace herself with her hands behind her back, the only way she could keep her balance.

He lifted her skirt, making it impossible for her to see him clearly.

Only the ceiling light shone like diamonds in her eyes.

“Chi Yu…”

But as soon as she called out his name, she blushed and pursed her lips again, not daring to utter a sound.

A suppressed moan escaped from her throat, mixed with all her intense feelings.

The office was very quiet; every sound could be clearly heard.

She was so nervous that tears streamed down her face, but she dared not cry out loud.

Finally, Chi Yu noticed her suppressed emotions.

He seemed to have stopped, but his voice was muffled.

"Baby, say it out loud."

"...No..."

She shook her head, as if her soul was about to leave her body.

But Chi Yu is a wicked person.

The more timid she was, the more he pressured her.

Until she finally screamed—

"Chi Yu!"

Xinmian cried with tears streaming down her face, reaching down to push his shoulder.

He had already raised his head and leaned in to kiss her.

"Hmm..."

The man's lips and tongue pried open her teeth, entwining and penetrating her deeply, making sucking sounds, kissing her with intense passion.

It was as if it wanted to suck everything away from her.

He gripped her legs with his large hands, placed them on his shoulders, and leaned down completely, pulling her into his embrace.

"Waaaaah..."

Xinmian finally burst into tears, her eyes blurry with tears, looking extremely pitiful, trembling and shaking in his arms.

Chi Yu's breathing was frighteningly deep and hoarse, right next to her ear, sexy and alluring.

Almost instinctively, she reached out and hugged him, gently nuzzling her head against his chest.

Sensing her initiative, Chi Yu's eyes darkened and sharpened.

He gripped her waist tightly, so hard that the veins on the back of his hand bulged, which made her scream even more delicate.

The whole world seemed to be shaking.

She could even hear the desk being moved, and she was so embarrassed that her toes started to curl up.

The computer monitor and the digital display were also shaking, and she was extremely nervous, afraid that they would fall to the ground.

The moment she twisted her body and reached out to hold the monitor, he grabbed her waist fiercely and pulled her back.

"Hmm..."

She screamed and lost her voice.

Xinmian was trembling all over, crying and patting him, "Computer..." This costs so much money.

It's heartbreaking to see it fall to the ground.

Chi Yu sucked a mark on her neck, laughing in a hoarse voice, "Baby, how can you be so cute?"

“Chi Yu…”

She shrank back in embarrassment, and he let out a low groan, lowering his head to lick her. "Baby, are you angry?"

Xin Mian turned her head away and didn't speak.

The intense desire in his eyes was frightening, yet it also intimidated her, making her feel every subtle reaction of his.

"Does the baby stop talking when they're angry?"

He roughly pressed his fingertips against her lips, "Why are you keeping your mouth closed so tightly?"

"Um?"

His words had a double meaning, and Xinmian almost lost her breath, her voice uncontrollably escaping from her throat.

Chi Yu was even more excited when he heard this.

A string of wet handprints was eventually left on the computer screen.

Xin Mian, feeling weak and limp, nestled into his arms, avoiding his half-hearted kiss. "Chi Yu, I'm so tired..."

He picked the person up and sat down in the office chair behind him.

The soft leather chair was large, and he held her down. She sobbed and shed a few more tears. She tried to struggle, but it was no use.

Chi Yu grabbed her slender neck, pulled her close, kissed her, and forced her with his deep, husky voice, "Baby, I didn't ask you to move."

"Just enjoy it."

"Waaaaah..."

Xinmian sobbed softly, "...That's tiring too..."

Doesn't he know how strong he is?

She felt like she was about to fall apart from exhaustion.

"As long as you're comfortable."

He forcefully refuted her words, pressing her down to begin a new round of indulgence.

Xin Mian's last shred of thinking ability was also shattered by him, and that extreme feeling of her soul almost leaving her body struck her again.

She still couldn't adapt, and could only cling to the only piece of driftwood in the abyss of desire, hoping it would give her support.

But they forgot that all the intensity and pleasure came from him.

When Chi Yu carried her to bed after the shower, she was so tired that she couldn't lift a single finger, but she still remembered the handprint left on the computer screen when he grabbed her.

In a daze, she pushed away his chest as he leaned against her, "...the handprint...wipe it off..."

Chi Yu grabbed her hand, pulled it to his lips, and kissed it, giving an ambiguous reply, "Okay, wipe it off."

Once she was sound asleep, he slowly added the second half of the sentence.

"Leave it for the baby to wipe."

Xin Mian automatically found the most comfortable position in his arms, closed her eyelids tightly, and slept soundly, completely unaware of the time and the world around her, and had no idea what this scoundrel was thinking.

When she woke up again, it was four hours later.

It was already dark outside, but she didn't realize it.

The bedroom was quiet, but outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the row of monitors on the office wall was still lit.

The bed was warm because Chi Yu had pulled her in and lay down with his long arm around her waist.

Xinmian slowly shifted her aching body, and just as she was about to turn her head, a warm kiss landed on the back of her neck. "Baby's awake?"

The man's voice was hoarse from just waking up, much like the rough, heavy sound of a moment of release.

“Chi Yu…”

Her ears turned red instantly. She avoided his hot breath and realized that her voice wasn't much better when she spoke.

He is severely mute.

"Yes, I'm here."

He hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her back, so that her back was pressed against his chest, and she was nestled into his embrace like a perfect mortise and tenon joint.

It was as if she was born to be a perfect match for him.

What time is it?

Realizing that he was just kissing her like that and not doing anything else, Xinmian simply stopped trying to dodge, since there was no point in trying anyway.

Chi Yu glanced at the digital clock, then buried his face in her again, kissing her and inhaling her fragrance.

"7 o'clock."

"Are you hungry? I ordered food, want to get up and eat?"

Xin Mian had little strength. She nodded in his arms but made no other movements.

Chi Yu chuckled softly and sat up, holding her in his arms.

Only when she moved did Xinmian realize that she had no other clothes on her except for his T-shirt.

She subconsciously pulled down her hem, glancing around, "Where are my clothes?"

"It's washed and dried, and it's on the sofa."

Xin Mian glared at him, wanting to accuse him of not changing her clothes, but then felt it would be pointless to say anything.

It's just that scoundrel's twisted sense of humor.

Chi Yu seemed to have seen through her thoughts. He didn't say anything, but lowered his head and kissed her lips. Then he lifted the blanket and went outside to get takeout.

He seemed to have a habit of not wearing a shirt after showering; his skin was a healthy wheat color, with firm and smooth texture, and every inch was just right.

She was standing in front of the wardrobe outside, and casually picked out a shirt to put on.

At the moment of movement, the back muscles taut along the deep groove of the spine, forming distinct bulges.

Extremely sexy.

Xinmian was still hiding under the covers, watching longingly through the glass.

She blushed as she looked at it, then secretly pulled the blanket up to cover most of her face.

After Chi Yu finished dressing and went out, she came to her senses and, for some reason, chuckled softly under the covers.

......

When Chi Yu went out, the food he had ordered arrived, and he returned shortly afterward.

Xin Mian had just gotten up after lifting the covers when her legs went weak and she immediately knelt down, facing the bedroom door to offer an early New Year's greeting.

Footsteps sounded at the door. Chi Yu suppressed a laugh, scooped her up with one hand, and draped a coat over her shoulders.

"Baby, there's no need for such a grand gesture."

Xin Mian's ears turned red. "It's all your fault."

"Yes, it's my fault."

He readily agreed and never denied anything on such matters.

“But…” Chi Yu gently rubbed the soft flesh of her waist, where his finger marks were still visible, “Shouldn’t you be exercising more?”

Upon hearing the word "exercise," Xin Mian automatically recalls the grueling 800-meter race she took in college.

She turned her head and glared at him fiercely, "There's no way I could run 800 meters."

Chi Yu smiled, pulled her onto his lap, and said, "How could I bear to let you run 800 meters?"

"So what do you mean?"

She tilted her head back and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Chi Yu lowered his eyes and met her gaze for a moment, his dark eyes filled with a mischievous yet unrestrained smile.

He lowered his head, his high nose bridge touching the tip of her nose, his large hand gripping her slender neck, his thumb pressing firmly against her chin, forcing her to move closer to him inch by inch.

Until their lips almost touched, with only a hair's breadth separating them.

He spoke in a low voice, "The exercise I was referring to..."

"We need to exercise together more often."

Xin Mian's eyelashes trembled as she was struck by his blunt words. Just as she was about to look away, he grabbed her and wouldn't let her retreat even a fraction of an inch.

She remained silent for a long time before finally managing to utter only two sentences.

"Stop saying such lewd things."

"I'm hungry, let's eat."

Chi Yu then smiled and released her.

After dinner, Xin Mian remembered the palm mark on her computer screen. She held her back and staggered, wanting to go get it checked.

She had only taken a few steps when he swept her up in his arms and shoved a tissue into her hand.

Xin Mian looked confused. "Why are you giving me tissues?"

Chi Yu remained silent.

Just a few steps away, when she saw the mark on the computer screen with five fingers and a blurry palm print, her face instantly turned bright red.

"Chi Yu!"

He lifted her onto the desk once again.

Right where the two of them had just been acting so ridiculously.

The mess was cleaned up by him at some point, leaving only the almost overflowing tissues in the nearby trash can.

Xin Mian's cheeks were so hot they could fry an egg on them. "...You're a pervert!"

“Hmm,” he said, not ashamed but proud, “thank you for the compliment, baby.”

In matters like this, Chi Yu's shamelessness always manages to push the boundaries of her understanding.

Xin Mian gripped the tissue in her palm tightly, pushed away his chest, and twisted her body to wipe the marks on the screen.

The mark is formed when the palm is exposed to intense heat during high-frequency impacts, causing it to become damp with moisture.

The traces and direction of the slide seem to tell of the owner's intense emotions and pleasure at the time.

Xin Mian's scalp tingled, and she couldn't help but curse Chi Yu's shameless behavior in her heart.

abnormal!

Obscene!

rogue!

Shameless!

He pressed down on her from behind, his broad chest against her slender back, his large hands covering the back of her hands and holding her fingers.

Leading her, he gently wiped it away, little by little.

"Baby's scolding sounds so nice."

Xinmian froze instantly.

He chuckled softly, tilted his head to kiss her earlobe, his tone drawn out yet forceful enough to leave her no room for refusal.

"It's okay, baby."

"If you don't like staying here, we also have a full-length mirror, a bathroom mirror, a sink mirror..."

"Which one do you want to keep? It's up to you."