The girl pursed her lips shyly. Having just been teased, her legs were pressed tightly together, her toes rubbing against each other, and she said rather awkwardly:
"They're all yours..."
It would have been fine if he hadn't moved, but as soon as he did, Chen Lu discovered a new prey.
Although Chen Lu is not a foot fetishist, I doubt many people can resist a girl wearing white ankle socks.
But he is definitely not a football fanatic.
Liang Zhirou was too lazy to ask him why he even touched her feet, she just whispered, "Don't kiss here."
"...I haven't gone that far yet."
He didn't know why, but when he said it, he subconsciously added the word "temporarily" to the sentence.
Because Liang Zhirou was really ticklish, Chen Lu only continued to touch her legs after a while.
His eyes were fixed on the front, but his gaze wasn't focused. Although his hands weren't quite at ease, he was genuinely thinking about something serious.
Gambling is definitely out of the question. Even if all the initial investment goes down the drain, we can't gamble the company's future on whether we can grit our teeth and make a second game.
For Chen Lu, the choice between definitely suffering a major setback and bearing the risk of potential bankruptcy and losses was still a good one.
When he first started his business, his bottom line was not to take a single penny from his family. He was willing to give up if necessary, but he couldn't gamble so much.
However, it's certainly worth struggling a little longer before accepting reality...
"Chen Lu..." Just as he was lost in thought, Liang Zhirou suddenly called out in a voice barely audible.
"What's wrong?"
Are you even a little bit happier?
"If you ask me now, I can't possibly tell you I'm happy. That would make me seem vulgar."
Liang Zhirou nudged Chen Lu's stomach with her toe, "Tell the truth."
She was almost dying of embarrassment. If such a sacrifice couldn't make Chen Lu even a little happier, it would be really frustrating.
Chen Lu grinned. "Okay, I really am a vulgar person. I'm about to have a blast."
He felt that he was quite pathetic, getting excited just from touching someone's leg.
But he was willing to wait until Liang Zhirou was completely unresistant before taking the next step, and he felt that he was a very promising person again.
Just then, the door was suddenly opened.
"Are you still eating cola chicken wings? We don't have any at home..."
Wang Xiaoxia forgot what she was going to say halfway through her sentence. For years, she had been trying her best to avoid catching Chen Lu alone in his room doing things that boys would do, but she never expected to witness such a scene.
Her first thought was—can XP be hereditary?
Liang Zhirou subconsciously tried to pull her leg back, but Chen Lu suddenly pressed it down tightly.
Chen Lu reacted quickly and said calmly, "She sprained her ankle, and I'm massaging it for her."
As he said this, he was actually pinching Liang Zhirou's ankle.
On the surface, he appeared calm and collected, but inwardly, Chen Lu was on edge.
It's one thing for Wang Xiaoxia to bump into us while we're taking a nap together, but to play with my leg... or even give Liang Zhirou a massage, I get caught by my own mother.
Mom, do you have a built-in radar?!
"I asked Chen Mo to buy some liniment and plasters."
After Wang Xiaoxia finished speaking, she slowly closed the door. She had just taken a deep breath when she saw Chen Mo walking over.
What are you doing here?
"I'm asking my sister-in-law a question," Chen Mo said, waving the English book in his hand.
"They're busy," Wang Xiaoxia said as she walked towards the kitchen.
If you want a grandson, you can't hit him, you can't hit him...
Chen Guanglin, look at the despicable son you gave birth to!
Chen Mo: ?
......
When Chen Lu came to his senses again, Liang Zhirou had already shrunk under the covers, only her face showing as she looked at him with a mixture of shame and anger, "Why didn't you lock the door?"
"I'll definitely lock it next time." After locking the door, Chen Lu scratched his head. He had been so captivated by this silly guy that he had completely forgotten about it.
The ostrich hiding under the covers suddenly pounced on him, pinned him down, and bit him hard.
You want a next time?!
After a while.
Chen Lu covered the teeth marks on his shoulder, and Liang Zhirou covered the hickeys around her collarbone and on her inner thighs before they walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.
Liang Zhirou followed behind Chen Lu with her head down, her cheeks flushed.
The first rule for preventing Chen Lu's influence: Don't wear clothes that are too convenient—like a sundress.
Wang Xiaoxia is a very good cook. To treat Liang Zhirou, she specially cooked four dishes and a soup, plus a roast duck.
Chen Lu was a little embarrassed to speak, so he simply lowered his head and ate like Chen Mo, quickly finishing a bowl of rice.
"Let me help you."
Just as he was about to stand up, Liang Zhirou got up, picked up the bowl in front of Chen Lu, and headed towards the kitchen.
"Is there a small red patch below my sister-in-law's collarbone? Could it be an allergic reaction?" Chen Mo, with his sharp eyes, looked at Liang Zhirou's back with some concern.
Wang Xiaoxia swallowed the food in her mouth and said in a deep voice, "It must be that your brother used a little too much force when he massaged you."
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