Chu Yaqin didn't care whether Mu Liuyun was a hooligan or not; she repeated Mu Liuyun's words.
"Do you get massages a lot usually?"
Having learned from her previous mistake, Chu Yaqin didn't repeat the mistake that would make her wake up in the middle of the night and slap herself. Instead, she stood up, grabbed Mu Liuyun's hand, and went to the sofa next to her.
"Since the little secretary is so good at it, let me enjoy the same treatment as Grandpa Mu~"
As she spoke, Chu Yaqin lay down on the sofa.
With her long legs crossed on the sofa, Chu Yaqin's curves were still visible even though she was covered by a bralette and a men's suit.
"Mr. Chu, it's best to sit down when massaging your neck."
Chu Yaqin lay on the sofa without raising her head, only gently patting the sofa: "My back is also very sore, little secretary, please massage it all for me."
Mu Liuyun sighed helplessly. At this moment, he really wanted to know if Chu Yaqin would still say that if he were really Lin Yurou.
"Okay, Mr. Chu."
After agreeing, Mu Liuyun stood beside the sofa and bent down to massage Chu Yaqin's back.
In the quiet office, Chu Yaqin comfortably closed her eyes. Even through her clothes, those warm little hands felt like a warm current flowing through her body.
It's as if there's a little sun behind you, trying its best to suppress and exert its own warmth, attempting to warm the people around you.
A strange feeling welled up in Chu Yaqin's heart at this warmth.
She couldn't help but recall the question her father, Chu Tianxing, had asked her before.
"What exactly is your opinion of Mu Liuyun?"
She couldn't answer then, but if it were now, she could definitely tell Chu Tianxing with righteous indignation: "I'm lusting after his body!"
Thinking this, Chu Yaqin couldn't help but tremble. She pressed her body against the sofa, trying to feel the warmth in her heart better by burying herself in it. She praised, "Your skills are really good. I'll trouble you to do the side and front work later too."
"side?"
Mu Liuyun stopped what she was doing, looking at a certain spot on Chu Yaqin's body on the sofa.
At this moment, as Chu Yaqin continued to bury herself in the sofa, her body began to tremble slightly, and the bodice she wore as a men's garment began to tear little by little under the pressure.
"Bang!"
With the sound of the cloth snapping, the bound but unyielding entity successfully broke free.
Even without seeing the front, Mu Liuyun could still feel the magnificent scene.
"Oh, there really is a side view."
...
Twenty minutes later, Mu Liuyun, with one ear bright red, covered her ear and followed Chu Yaqin, who had changed back into women's clothing, out of the Chu family group's gate.
Chu Yaqin's face had a faint blush, while Mu Liuyun had her head down, like a child who had done something wrong.
As a president, Chu Yaqin was always among the last to leave the company.
That makes sense. How could a real boss just decide when to leave and come home from get off work?
However, Mu Liuyun had no time to think about these things; her mind was filled with the scene in the office just now.
Even if you try not to think about it, it's really too difficult for someone who has been single in two lifetimes.
"Ouch."
As they walked, Mu Liuyun bumped into Chu Yaqin, who had stopped, and landed on her bottom. Only then did Mu Liuyun realize that the two of them had unknowingly arrived at the parking lot.
Standing beside her car, her face still flushed, Chu Yaqin didn't turn around. She simply crossed her arms and said in a cold voice, "Secretary, go home by yourself."
Mu Liuyun tugged at his collar. He was still wearing the women's business suit, and he hadn't even changed out of his black stockings.
"But Mr. Chu, my clothes..."
Hearing Mu Liuyun's words, Chu Yaqin turned her head and pinched Mu Liuyun's cheek again: "This is punishment, little secretary!"
"Another punishment? I didn't mean it... Okay, Mr. Chu."
Just as she opened her mouth, Mu Liuyun wanted to argue her point, but then she saw Chu Yaqin's still charming but somewhat ferocious smile, and could only lower her head again.
"snort."
After giving a cold snort, Chu Yaqin lifted her leg high and stepped into the driver's seat, honked the horn, and drove directly away from the parking lot.
Mu Liuyun, who remained where she was, took a couple of sips of the northwest wind and sighed, "Why do they all like punishment so much?"
He looked at his uniform and walked dejectedly toward the station.
What he didn't notice was that the car that had driven away had quietly stopped at the other end of the parking lot, and its owner was following him at a distance.
Fortunately, the bus station wasn't far from the Chu family's group, and Mu Liuyun quickly found the place to take the bus. From a distance, he saw a familiar figure standing next to the bus stop sign.
With that graceful figure and the ponytail cascading down from behind her baseball cap, who else could it be but Mu Xiaoxi?
Upon seeing her younger sister, Mu Liuyun was so excited that she forgot she was still dressed as a woman and called out, "Xiaoxi!"
After shouting that, Mu Liuyun noticed that there were several people standing next to Mu Xiaoxi, chatting and laughing with her. However, those people had brightly colored hair, looking like a bunch of punk girls gathered at the village entrance, carrying their own cement.
Hearing Mu Liuyun's shout, Mu Xiaoxi and the few punk girls around her turned around, making Mu Liuyun's skin crawl.
Who is it?
One of the blond-haired girls asked a rather vulgar question, and Mu Liuyun instantly regretted speaking. Xiaoxi never liked to acknowledge him in public, especially when there were friends around. She often ignored him, and if he forced himself to go up and greet her, Xiaoxi would go home and wail.
So, even though she was curious about Mu Xiaoxi's social network, Mu Liuyun could only bite the bullet and pretend nothing was wrong, sitting on the chair on the platform and forcing herself not to look in Mu Xiaoxi's direction.
"Sister~"
Suddenly, accompanied by Mu Xiaoxi's sweet voice, someone sat down next to Mu Liuyun and grabbed his arm.
Mu Liuyun turned around in surprise: "Xiaoxi?"
Outside, Mu Xiaoxi surprisingly ran to his side and sweetly called his name.
Even though she was called "sister" instead of "brother," Mu Liuyun was still overjoyed.
Mu Liuyun could understand, after all, he was still wearing women's clothing, and if he was called "brother", he might be seen as a pervert.
"Why is my sister here? Is she here to pick up Xiaoxi?"
Mu Xiaoxi happily clung to Mu Liuyun's arm, swinging it back and forth, even more clingy than usual at home. Mu Liuyun couldn't help but raise his hand and pat her head: "Brother... Sister has found a proper job here, so we can go home together from now on!"
"serious?"
Looking at Mu Liuyun's clothes, Mu Xiaoxi's expression changed almost imperceptibly, but she quickly reverted to her girl-next-door demeanor.
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