General, you should rest now; the lady is even more ruthless.

Shen Luo didn't even glance at the two people in front of the door and went straight into the house.

Xiang'er was still sweeping the floor, while Jiang Qiqi sat at the table in a daze.

Actually, she wasn't spacing out; she was just reflecting on the changes in herself.

Despite having been in this world for a long time, Jiang Qiqi still finds it hard to accept becoming an ordinary person due to the deep-rooted training she received since childhood.

She still seems to habitually place herself in the position of a savior or a giver.

Based on this mentality, she still hopes to become as strong as possible, just like in her previous life.

However, she had tried during this time, but her body was inherently too weak. She estimated that even if she trained at the same intensity as before, her ability would not reach 30% of what it used to be.

Jiang Qiqi immediately ruled out this cost-inefficient solution.

Instead of striving yourself, encourage others.

Jiang Qiqi felt it would be more convenient to have a group of subordinates.

"Qiqi." Shen Luo straightened his clothes before entering the room, adjusted his expression, and looked no different from usual.

"Qiqi, why were my memorials moved out too?" There was even a hint of grievance in his tone.

Jiang Qiqi replied matter-of-factly, "You've been working in the study these past few days, of course you have."

Shen Luo felt even more aggrieved: "Qiqi, please don't bring what I did at night into the daytime, okay? I didn't steal a kiss from you during the day."

Jiang Qiqi paused for a moment: "Didn't I ask Xiang'er to tell you? I want to use the desk in the main room for a few days."

Xiang'er, who was eavesdropping nearby, exclaimed, "Oh no! I was so happy to hear the news that I forgot to tell them!"

The misunderstanding ended with Xiang'er being punished by having to sweep the entire corridor, while Shen Luo went to his study to work.

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Shen Luo sometimes even felt that the confession that night was a dream.

Otherwise, why would he spend every day in his study, whether he's working or resting, even though he's clearly expressed his feelings?

He even hoped that Jiang Qianzhong could find another expert to demolish his study.

Shen Luo and Jiang Qiqi could only see each other once a day when they ate.

At this time, Shen Luo would send all the others away, taking the opportunity to hold their hands. If Qi Qi was in a good mood, he might even allow her to kiss him.

Like today.

Jiang Qiqi felt that Shen Luo deserved the title of "gifted". Although they were both very awkward when they first kissed that night, he had only kissed two or three times since then and was now very skilled.

Jiang Qiqi was held in Shen Luo's arms, her arms wrapped around his waist.

Their lips met, and his tongue first skillfully traced the shape of her lips before invading, forcefully invading, and forcefully making her tongue dance, causing a tingling sensation that spread throughout her body through her lips and tongue.

After the kiss ended, Jiang Qiqi buried her face in Shen Luo's arms, breathing slightly heavily.

Shen Luo was already familiar with taking breaths while kissing. He just looked at the person in his arms without saying a word, his eyes slightly darkening, and his body subtly retreated a little.

However, Jiang Qiqi still felt such a small movement.

"What are you returning?" She looked up, her face still slightly flushed.

Shen Luo's breath hitched: "I..."

Jiang Qiqi tilted her head: "Don't you like physical contact with me?"

"Of course not." Shen Luo quickly denied it, his heart pounding with rage!

Qiqi just tilted her head and looked at him while nestled in his arms! Did she even realize how adorable she was!

Shen Luo felt like she was about to get a nosebleed!

Jiang Qiqi was confused: "Then why did you withdraw?"

As she spoke, she moved a little closer.

Then......

Something hard was pressing against my lower abdomen.

Jiang Qiqi: "......"

It turns out that Shen Luo wasn't completely incapable.

Could he have premature ejaculation?