His eyes were so full of desire they were about to overflow. "I just finished yoga, my body should be very flexible."
Feng Feng felt no guilt or shyness. She nodded frankly, "It should be."
Shen Su raised his hand, his fingers catching the zipper of her jacket and pulling it down. A large expanse of skin on her chest was instantly revealed. Her body, which had been so tightly covered, was now laid bare before him.
Feng Feng was wearing a black sports camisole with a rather low neckline, which was almost painful to look at.
Shen Su stared at her chest for a long time before saying, "I'll help you take off your jacket. Lift your arms."
Feng Feng cooperatively put down her wine glass and raised both her arms. Soon, her jacket was off. Her camisole and leggings were both black, and the contrast between black and white made her skin appear even fairer. She hadn't put on much makeup today, and her face was expressionless. Just looking at her face, she seemed cool and detached.
But her figure was a stark contrast to her face.
Shen Su picked up his wine glass and moved closer to Feng Feng, his eyes locked on her. Feng Feng could clearly feel the heat radiating from him, and the surrounding temperature seemed to rise with that heat. Her face also began to feel hot.
It wasn't from shyness, but a physiological reaction.
Just as Shen Su was about to press against her, he stopped and touched her collarbone.
Feng Feng asked him, "Is there something there?"
Looking at him, it seemed he had no intention of going back to the bedroom.
Shen Su took out a box from the drawer cabinet under the bar counter and threw it onto the countertop. Feng Feng leaned down to look. It was already opened. Her gaze deepened, and before she could ask, Shen Su said, "It's what's left from before."
Feng Feng withdrew her gaze and looked at Shen Su.
There was only one explanation for why the item was here: he and Ji Tong often did it here.
Although Feng Feng didn't ask, Shen Su could see what she was thinking. He smiled and said, "I tried it here a few times with Ji Tong. I didn't put it away after we broke up."
Feng Feng hummed, showing no particular reaction. Shen Su embraced her and kissed her ear, saying, "Aren't you going to ask how she and I did it? I thought you'd be curious."
Feng Feng turned around, straddled him, and moved her hands down, directly pressing her lips against his to silence him. She didn't want to hear anything that might upset him.
Feng Feng's direct and familiar action caused Shen Su's reason to collapse in an instant. He liked her like this the most.
Shen Su raised his arms, encircling her waist, his fingertips trailing across her back, leaving one mark after another.
...
An hour later, Feng Feng propped herself up with her arms, leaning against the bar counter, her shoulder blades contracting continuously.
The area around the bar counter was a mess. Wine glasses lay on the countertop, ice cubes had fallen onto the floor, slowly melting into a puddle. The air was filled with a sense of intimacy.
Shen Su threw the item into a nearby waste bin. He walked back and pressed against Feng Feng's body again, whispering in her ear, "Can you go upstairs yourself, or should I carry you?"
Feng Feng nodded, her voice hoarse as she spoke, "Okay."
Shen Su picked Feng Feng up and carried her to the bedroom upstairs. They both got onto the bed. Shen Su flipped over and pinned her down, kissing her chest and smiling, "I can still taste the wine."
Feng Feng pushed against his shoulders. "Wait a moment, I need to rest."
Shen Su looked at her playfully. "So useless."
It wasn't that Shen Su was wrong to say that. Feng Feng thought about her own performance just now and felt she should also make such a comment. She had never lost control like this in front of a man, completely losing her agency, her fate decided by him, and even...
Feng Feng knew Shen Su wouldn't stop easily. Moreover, she had maliciously toyed with him the night before. Given his nature, he would surely seek "revenge." Thus, this night was even more exhausting than the last.
Feng Feng couldn't remember when she fell asleep. She woke up the next day past ten o'clock, feeling as weak as if she had run a marathon, especially the act of going downstairs, which was more torturous.
When Feng Feng went downstairs, Shen Su was sitting at the bar counter downstairs, drinking coffee. The bar counter had already been cleaned, but seeing it, Feng Feng could still recall the scene from the previous night.
"Good morning," Shen Su said, putting down his coffee cup. "Would you like a latte?"
Feng Feng replied, "Yes, no extra sugar."
Soon, she also walked to the bar counter and sat down. Shen Su operated the coffee machine for a few minutes, made a latte, and handed it to her, then sat down opposite her.
Shen Su observed Feng Feng and said, "I see your legs are still weak when you walk."
Feng Feng retorted, "Thanks to you."
Shen Su chuckled and said casually, "When President Feng praises me like this, it gives me the illusion that I'm very capable."
Feng Feng really couldn't follow up on that. She silently drank her coffee.
After a moment, Shen Su spoke again, "You're different from before."
Feng Feng took the opportunity to ask, "How so?"
Shen Su said, "You were very passionate last night."
Feng Feng licked her lips and fell silent again.
Shen Su played with his coffee cup, smiling, "Li Yue has quite good stamina, doesn't he? I thought your threshold would be higher."
Circling around, the topic finally came to this. Feng Feng immediately understood the purpose of his actions from last night until now.
Thinking of this, Feng Feng couldn't help but laugh. Men could be quite terrifying when they were petty.
She countered Shen Su, "Should I write a comparative essay on my experiences for you?"
Shen Su smiled and shook his head. "That's not necessary. Your reaction has already explained everything. I had to mop the floor three times to clean it up earlier."
Feng Feng ignored his deliberate teasing.
After finishing her coffee, Feng Feng said, "I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"
Shen Su looked at her with a half-smile and teased, "Is President Feng pursuing me, or is she treating me like a tool? You look for me when you're hungry at night, and you look for me when you're hungry during the day. I can't refuse you, and it's really tiring to be pursued by you."
Feng Feng retorted, "Do I need to pay you a salary?"
Shen Su replied, "Not to that extent, but you'll have to cook this morning's meal, President Feng."
Feng Feng could cook, but she didn't do it often. Shen Su, having been with her for so long, had only eaten her cooking a few times.
Feng Feng wasn't very interested in cooking. Hearing Shen Su's request, she directly picked up her phone, ready to order takeout.
Shen Su saw Feng Feng's intention and snatched her phone away.
Feng Feng looked up at him.
Shen Su smiled and said, "Takeout lacks sincerity. I want to eat what President Feng cooks herself."
Feng Feng looked into his eyes and asked directly, "What are you to me that I should cook for you?"
"Who do you cook for, President Feng? Tell me," Shen Su pressed when Feng Feng showed no intention of answering. "For example, Li Yue?"
Feng Feng nodded. "When he was my boyfriend, I would."
Shen Su laughed, a hint of danger in his eyes. He tapped the bar counter lightly with his finger, lost in thought. "It seems being President Feng's boyfriend has its perks."