A familiar, crisp scent enveloped her.

She tried to reach out and straighten her clothes, but Xiao Qifeng grabbed both her hands, preventing her from pulling them up.

"Mr. Xiao, your clothes are about to slip off."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qifeng used one hand to deliberately pull his clothes up higher.

"Mr. Xiao, aren't you going back to your office to work?"

Although she was thinking about something, when she passed by the secretary's office, Su Ge's hesitant expression told her that he was very frustrated.

From then on, the emperor stopped holding court in the morning. Would Su Ge think she was a vixen?

Xiao Qifeng looked down at Lu Wanzheng thoughtfully, his dark pupils reflecting her image, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Suddenly he bent over, supported Lu Wanzheng's bottom, picked her up and carried her to his desk, placing her on his boss's chair.

She sank slightly into the soft, spacious office chair, large enough for two people to sit in.

Lu Wanzheng's clothes slipped to the ground.

As Xiao Qifeng straightened up to pick up his clothes, Lu Wanzheng stretched out her long arm and hooked it around his neck.

“Mr. Xiao gave me his position, so how are you going to work? You can’t blame me for your laziness.”

The man in front of her obediently bent down so that Lu Wanzheng could hold him without too much effort.

He leaned down and gently kissed Lu Wanzheng. "Isn't there a chair in front of the table? I'll sit in that chair. Your hands are so cold. Sit next to me and I'll warm them up for you."

He just wanted to hold Lu Wanzheng's hand while he worked, and that gave him a sudden burst of motivation. Lu Wanzheng released Xiao Qifeng's neck and leaned back.

She squinted comfortably, "Mr. Xiao is such a sweetheart."

Sensing the teasing in Lu Wanzheng's words, Xiao Qifeng smiled calmly, "Don't you like a warm-hearted guy like me? You deserve a hand warmer in winter."

Warming his hands wasn't enough; he had many other things on his mind.

Just like in winter, he can warm your hands when they're cold, hug you when your body is cold, and at night, when the cold bed is unbearable, he can warm it up.

Xiao Qifeng's idea was quite wonderful.

The girl on the chair raised an eyebrow, pretending to be thoughtful, her expression suggesting that "this is something that needs careful consideration."

Xiao Qifeng wasn't in a hurry. He straightened up, turned around, picked up the clothes from the ground, and covered Lu Wanzheng with them.

The office air conditioning wasn't very cold, but it still felt a bit chilly on people.

He's busy with work every day, and his irregular lifestyle might weaken his immune system. If he catches a cold, it will seriously affect his work efficiency, and he might end up all alone.

Xiao Qifeng pushed the other chair to the side of Lu Wanzheng, sat down, placed Lu Wanzheng's hands on his lap with his left hand, and began his work with his right hand.

“Mr. Xiao, it seems inconvenient for you to work like this. Why don’t I sit next to you and you let go of my hand?”

She was being held like this, and just sitting there was boring. At least she could have one hand to play with her phone.

"I don't think it will affect anything. Didn't you just say you had something to discuss with me? Something about the two of us, huh?"

Lu Wanzheng then remembered that there was such a thing. She had forgotten about this important matter because Xiao Qifeng had been kissing and warming her hands.

"Let go of my left hand first, and then I'll tell you."

Lu Wanzheng felt that instead of using force to break free of one hand, it would be better to negotiate with Mr. Xiao using the methods that businessmen typically employ.

Anyway, she has an absolute advantage.