Chapter 14 Premier Wen is having a daily episode of illness.
While dusting off non-existent dust, he chuckled and said, "The previous cleaning isn't finished yet."
"Now continue, continue."
The answer to your wish depends on where you are in the storyline.
She forced a laugh, trying to distract the man.
Wen Li raised an eyebrow, but did not expose her little scheme.
The girl was so petite and looked exceptionally thin. When she stood on tiptoe to reach the top of the cabinet, the knuckles of her slender ankles were very prominent.
But she was fair-skinned enough.
It didn't seem scary at all.
At most, it makes people feel that it is fragile and vulnerable.
It looked as if it could be broken with just a little force.
Wen Li lowered her eyelids, her fingertips tracing the seam of her well-tailored suit trousers, stroking it casually.
The dimly lit interior held thoughts that even the owner was unaware of.
Song Jinhuan always felt that the cabinet in front of her would get taller and taller the more she cleaned it.
At first, the feather duster could easily reach the top.
But now, even tiptoeing or jumping is a bit difficult.
The soft panting of a young girl seemed to be whispering in Wen Li's ear once more.
However, this time, Wen Li seemed to have anticipated this, and managed to calm himself down in time, so he did not flee in panic like last time.
"Shall I help you?"
Wen Li got up at some point.
A deep, mellow voice descended from above the girl's head, and she soon found herself trapped on the cabinet by the tall shadow cast by the man.
Extremely oppressive.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Song Jinhuan immediately came to her senses, her little face filled with gratitude, and handed over the feather duster.
Thank you~
It's soft and mushy, and incredibly sticky.
Wen Li's lips curled slightly, a wicked glint in his eyes. Ignoring the thing being offered to him, he said in an unyielding tone, "Turn around."
The next second, before Song Jinhuan could even react, she obediently turned her back to the person.
Immediately afterwards, a restraining force came from my waist and abdomen, neither too strong nor too weak.
Then, a sudden feeling of weightlessness came over me.
Song Jinhuan looked down at the arm protruding from her hospital gown and subconsciously turned her head away.
Then she saw Wen Li's face at the bottom back of her head.
The other person seemed to be holding her with considerable effort, their warm, slightly rapid breaths spraying onto the side of her neck.
The girl's ear tips trembled from the burn.
Is this how you help them?
Why are you looking at me?
A smile played in the man's eyes as he reminded him, "Keep cleaning."
Song Jinhuan tightened his grip on the feather duster and said in a loud voice, "Oh... okay, okay."
Then he turned his head, craned his neck, and obediently reached for the top of the cabinet.
A patch of smooth, white nape was exposed to the man's view.
Wen Li glanced at it twice, then looked away.
The delicate fragrance wafting from his nose began to steal his attention from his surroundings.
Wen Li suddenly realized that, aside from the preconceived notion of the smell of disinfectant, the cool, light fragrance truly belonged to the girl herself.
It wasn't because she was in his fantasy scenario, the persona he created for her.
Doesn't this prove that she does exist in reality?
It was only for some reason that he ended up in his fantasy world.
"Okay...okay." The voice from ahead interrupted Wen Li's thoughts.
His gaze returned to Song Jinhuan's nape, where a thin layer of crimson had settled.
"Your name is Su Kui, right?"
Song Jinhuan was taken aback for a moment, then asked in surprise, "You remember?"
The other party's attitude back then was far less friendly than it is now.
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