Fu Rongchen had no choice but to cup her small face in his hands and kiss her lips.
This time, Shangguan Yanran finally stopped causing trouble. In fact, her body was a little tense, and her eyes widened as she looked at him.
Her lower abdomen felt hot...
It took her a long time to realize what it was, and her face turned so red it looked like it could bleed.
Fu Rongchen, that old rogue!
After a long while, Fu Rongchen finally released her, his slender fingers wiping away the glistening tears from the corner of her mouth. His eyes grew even darker, and he said in a low, husky voice, "It's getting late. I'll take you home first. I need to come back to handle some official documents later."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran blushed and lowered her head, fiddled with her fingers, and whispered, "No need, I can go back by myself. You go ahead and do your work." With that, she stepped out of his embrace.
Fu Rongchen stopped her, frowning. "I'm worried about you being alone. Let's go, I'll take you."
Shangguan Yanran felt that going back and forth was a waste of time, so she decided to stay.
"It's okay if I sleep a little later. At most, I'll get up a little later tomorrow morning. I'll help you finish this, and then we'll go back together." With that, she sat down in the chair.
Seeing that she insisted, Fu Rongchen had no choice but to go with her.
He returned to his desk and sat down, processing several urgent documents. When he looked up and saw her sitting obediently in her chair, a deep sense of affection welled up inside him. He said gently, "Yanran, come here."
"What do you want?" Shangguan Yanran was sitting alone and feeling a bit bored. When she heard him call her, she got up and went over.
When she got to his side, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and made her sit on his lap.
Shangguan Yanran was stunned for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable. At this moment, his warm breath brushed against the back of her neck, causing goosebumps to rise all over her body.
“Let’s just sit here,” he said.
Shangguan Yanran was stunned for a moment, and a scene from a book suddenly flashed through her mind: the male protagonist holding the female protagonist while doing official business...
She tilted her head slightly, looking at the man behind her.
Under the lamplight, the man's face was aloof and indifferent. He held her firmly with one arm, while the other hand held a pen, quickly writing something on an official document.
She pursed her lips, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.
Although Fu Rongchen was dealing with official documents, he sensed that Shangguan Yanran was watching him. His expression softened as he multitasked with his work.
At this moment, Shangguan Yanran felt a little numb from sitting, so she shifted her body.
Fu Rongchen paused in his grip on the brush, leaving a blot of ink on the paper.
When Shangguan Yanran saw it, she exclaimed, "Oh!" and asked, "Why did you write it badly?"
Fu Rongchen calmly tore off that page, laid out a new one, and continued writing.
He suddenly felt a pang of regret for letting her sit on the lap.
She had just been busy processing official documents and hadn't done anything yet, but then she moved slightly, and her breath was filled with the fragrance of her daughter.
His mind became restless, and he started to have some wild thoughts.
He breathed a sigh of relief after finally finishing processing the last document.
Shangguan Yanran stared at his forehead and asked, "Why are you sweating? Are you hot?"
Fu Rongchen glanced at her, put the pen back on the pen holder, tidied up the table, and then pulled her to her feet. "Hmm." Seeing that she still looked puzzled, he explained, "Holding you is like holding a furnace. Do you think it wouldn't be hot?"
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran felt somewhat embarrassed, "You were the one who wanted to hug me."
"Yes." Fu Rongchen looked at her with a smile and asked, "It's late, are you hungry?"
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