Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Xu Yiyuan’s lounge is not very big, and it does not have the grandeur that one would imagine a company president to have.

The room was decorated in a simple black and white style, with nothing else except a bed, a wardrobe for temporary clothing, and a bathroom.

Even his bed was covered with plain grey sheets.

Mu Jinghuan's eyes swept across the decorations in the room, and she couldn't help but think about this matter.

Logically speaking, as a company manager with a strong sense of career, the time spent in the company can take up almost half of the daily time.

If you want to have a good rest, the lounge should be well tidy.

She didn't know whether it was because Xu Yiyuan didn't like to enjoy himself and just wanted to have a place to sleep, or if there was some other reason.

But soon, she didn't have time to think about it.

Xu Yiyuan closed the door with his foot, put Mu Jinghuan on the bed, and began to take off his clothes.

He was taking off his own clothes.

There is a huge difference between Xu Yiyuan two years later and Xu Yiyuan two years ago.

Two years ago, he was still a student, young and shy, and always solemnly advised her to be "moderate" and abstain from sex.

Although Xu Yiyuan's face had no expression most of the time, in Mu Jinghuan's eyes, he looked like a soft and easy-to-bully soft kid who could be bullied by anyone (especially Mu Jinghuan).

Two years later, he had become a mature man with a strong body, thriving muscles and smooth lines, exuding the unique sexiness of an adult man.

Sometimes, even a smile on your face always makes people feel dangerous.

Mu Jinghuan felt that she was now unsure of his thoughts.

It is because of this that she wants to lift the veil of mystery and explore his true face.

Mu Jinghuan calmly looked at and admired the beautiful muscle texture, and thought absentmindedly about the changes that Xu Yiyuan had undergone in the past two years.

On the other side, Xu Yiyuan had taken off all his clothes at some point and began to reach out his hands to Mu Jinghuan.

The black tie, the red skirt, the white shirt and the black suit, the three colors overlapped scatteredly, revealing a silent charm.

Mu Jinghuan had given up resisting. She spread her hands and feet naturally on the bed, treating herself as an unconscious robot doll.

Even if she didn't resist, she would not succumb to his tyranny and actively cooperate.

Mu Jinghuan got a message from Xu Yiyuan: he didn't have another girlfriend.

In other words, all his skills were learned based on the information.

Mu Jinghuan wasn't too worried about things that were just paper talk.

Although the feeling in the office is good, real practical work is quite different from direct flattery.

She knew Xu Yiyuan's personality and habits, and didn't believe that he could become proficient based on the information.

It is never as comfortable to please one party as it is to please both parties willingly.

She didn't believe that Xu Yiyuan was willing to keep talking to himself.

Just as Mu Jinghuan guessed, Xu Yiyuan was indeed not very skilled at the beginning.

Mu Jinghuan refused to cooperate and twisted her body randomly on purpose, so he was interrupted and bullied to the point that she could no longer move.

But he is also good at something, which is to arouse her desire.

The kiss went deep into the throat, the hand touched the solid chest and the rolling Adam's apple, the skin pressed against each other without any hindrance.

Xu Yiyuan didn't know where he learned this, but he deliberately leaned over to Mu Jinghuan's ear and breathed heavily.

The hot air blew into the ears, stirring up a sensation and making the nerves dazed for a moment, and then someone took the opportunity to open up her world.

The sounds of breathing blended together.

Old lovers who hadn't seen each other for many years also ignited an indescribable spark.

Only then did Xu Yiyuan start his own actions.

Sometimes it hunts like a ferocious lion or leopard, with rough and brutal movements.

Sometimes it was like a silently flowing brook, with various techniques taking turns to erode her reason with tenderness.

Practice is the best teacher.

Xu Yiyuan was smart and after getting rid of the constraints of the past, he quickly mastered the knowledge he had learned.

Then use it on Mu Jinghuan even faster.

Their breaths intertwined, the air in the room was extremely hot, and sweat dripped onto the grey sheets, staining them a darker black.

A refreshing feeling rushed straight to the top of my head.

Mu Jinghuan's eyes were dazed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

This feeling was very similar to the first time she was in the African savannah, sitting in a car and turning her head to meet the golden pupils of a wild leopard outside the car window.

Dangerous, yet extremely eager for intimacy.

Warning, but unable to control sinking.

Mu Jinghuan closed her eyes, followed her inner feelings, and hugged his back with her arms.

Sometimes Xu Yiyuan's actions were a little too much, so she would use her fingertips to fiercely scratch his back, making him feel the pain along with her.

Xu Yiyuan was not lying, the previous ones were just appetizers.

After entering the lounge, the main topic began.

Being too emotional will drain one's energy. Mu Jinghuan fell asleep with her eyes closed without knowing when.

When I woke up again, I was in the room.

But not in the lounge before falling asleep.

She was wearing Xu Yiyuan's shirt, which was long enough to cover half of her thighs.

She had no memory of how Xu Yiyuan carried her into the car while she was sleeping, and how he brought her back to this strange place.

She stood up and looked around the place where she was.

The room was very big, and the decoration style was somewhat similar to the manor villa where he lived, with a soft big bed, a large wardrobe, and even a dressing table.

Mu Jinghuan had a bad feeling in her heart.

The breakup wasn't a happy one, but now that they've met again, she's sure Xu Yiyuan hasn't given up on her.

Well, could this house, which has been designed with her living comfort in mind in every aspect, have some other uses?

Inexplicably, Mu Jinghuan thought of the plot about the small dark room that she had seen when she was bored and reading a novel.

She looked around and after confirming that Xu Yiyuen was not in the room, she immediately put on the washed and dried clothes nearby and tried to escape secretly.

As soon as I reached the first floor, I saw Xu Yiyuan coming out of a room.

Mu Jinghuan's hand was still on the handrail of the stairs. When she saw him, she turned around and wanted to go upstairs.

Because I was in such a hurry, even one of my slippers fell off.

The sound of someone chasing her from behind became clearer and clearer. She didn't dare turn around to look for him and continued to run.

After being tired for a long time and not having eaten, Mu Jinghuan’s physical strength was not as good as before. She was caught by Xu Yiyuan before she ran far.

Xu Yiyuan picked her up by the waist with one hand and carried her downstairs as easily as a child.

"Xu Yiyuan, this is a society ruled by law. You can't do anything that violates your right to personal freedom."

"You know what? You can't commit a crime. Otherwise, you'll lose your house, car, and company."

"..."

Mu Jinghuan lay on his shoulder and tried hard to reason with him.

Xu Yiyuan listened and did not reply to her. He just smiled with an ambiguous tone.

Then, he continued to carry the person and walked in one direction.