This action made Gu Zixuan’s heart skip a beat. In his arms, she tightly grabbed the collar of his shirt, "We’re still at work now." Her slightly pale little knuckles were tense. "No meetings to attend, what work is there." Thinking that if Jiang Yuan knew the truth, she would be utterly bewildered, Feng Chengjin’s lips curved into a smile as he headed straight upstairs. Placed on the bed, Gu Zixuan’s heart trembled, and she couldn’t help but push against his chest. At this moment, Feng Chengjin knelt on one knee. Once again, Gu Zixuan’s rejection made Feng Chengjin lower his eyes, "What?" Gu Zixuan blushed but didn’t know what to say. Feng Chengjin’s office bedroom was very large, comparable to the bedroom in his villa, with a 2.2×2 minimalist style bed that was unbelievably soft. This text is hosted at N0veI.Fiɾe.net As soon as she lay down, she sank halfway in. Not to mention the pleasant and clean smell of detergent lingering on the pillowcases and duvet cover. The smoky grey color also matched the noble and regal feeling he gave off. Just like how he suddenly appeared before her today like a god, uttering those words, showing that attitude, even willing to bear such infamy for her... her whole heart trembled for him. But Gu Zixuan’s face was still flushed hot, "Do you, do you have one of those..." One of those? Which one? Feng Chengjin was stunned for a moment before understanding what Gu Zixuan was referring to, as her gaze slightly fell on the bulging shape in his suit trousers. This truly made it difficult for him because he hadn’t been with women in these years; when he had the reaction, it would naturally subside. So... Looking awkwardly at the door and then at her, "Never used one, is that okay?" "Ah..." Gu Zixuan looked up in shock, somewhat completely unable to comprehend what it meant for a thirty-four-year-old man never to have used one. Feng Chengjin, with his half-open shirt revealing charming abs, was exceptionally alluring for women to indulge in. Yet, for Feng Chengjin, eight years ago in the United States, at that time, sparks flew, and Gu Zixuan was optimistic and passionate, he hadn’t worn one. Now, at thirty-four, he needed to settle down. If they really had one, naturally the best. Why wear one? So, staring again at Gu Zixuan’s slightly parted, flushed, and enticing lips, he acted on impulse and leaned down to kiss her. When Gu Zixuan was heavily pressed beneath him, she heard him saying, "I won’t wear it!" These words carried anger and a bit of impatience, not to mention the crisp sound of him swiftly unbuckling the metal clasp of his belt echoing through the air. A dense passion rushed forth. Feng Chengjin was like a ball of fire, more like a beast that had been suppressed for who knows how long, igniting her reason with every moment. He clasped her waist, holding her tightly in his embrace. Clothes fell off piece by piece in the temperature-controlled office, where the two of them were burning like a furnace. Until finally, Gu Zixuan tightly grasped the sheets. However, just at the most crucial moment, an untimely phone call came in. The vibrating sound on the wooden floor was exceptionally jarring. Gu Zixuan and Feng Chengjin both froze, collectively glancing down. After a brief pause, Feng Chengjin’s eyebrows lightly furrowed; he ignored it and continued. Yet, before three seconds had passed after it rang, it called again. This time, Feng Chengjin paused a bit longer, his lips tightly pressed and brows furrowed hard, but he continued without looking. Yet, no matter how good Feng Chengjin’s temper was. When the phone rang for the third time, he finally sat up straight in anger, furrowing both brows deeply. Gu Zixuan looked and pulled the quilt over herself, pursing her lips and pushing his body, "Answer it and see. If it’s that urgent, what if something happened?" Feng Chengjin didn’t move. Until Gu Zixuan watched the increasingly restless vibrating phone, her face blushed slightly. In an extremely soft voice, she said, "It’s okay, I’ll wait for you." Her gentle words felt like a cat’s tail brushing his heart, tickling him. Feng Chengjin felt a slight stir in his heart, his Adam’s apple bobbing darkly. It was then he coldly pursed his lips, picked up the phone, and slid his finger to answer it. But upon hearing the voice inside the first second, his whole body was like a beast ready to explode, or an iceberg rising instantaneously from the ground, "You better pray you have something important!" His deep and cold voice, full of warning, left the other end, Feng Yuxi, momentarily stunned and blinking, truthfully saying, "Uncle, I was in a car accident." In an instant, Feng Chengjin nearly threw the phone, wanting to say, if you’re not dead, go find your dad and grandpa yourself! Then Feng Yuxi said, "I need surgery, and the person I hit is now in critical condition, and she says she’s going to sue me for speeding..." ...Red-Sleeve presents exclusively...