Reward for Ah Xuan

An hour had passed since Su Hua appeared,

Yet Lin Xuan still hadn't finished his task.

No—to be precise, there had been no progress at all.

Right now, his mind was completely incapable of focusing on the game.

The staff from the gaming department called Lei Hui. "General Manager, has the game bug not been fixed yet?"

Lei Hui frowned. "That can't be. I contacted the boss right away, and he said he'd handle it immediately. With his skills, shouldn't it have been resolved easily within twenty minutes?"

The staff member replied, "General Manager, I’ve checked. The issue really hasn’t been fixed yet. Could the boss have overlooked something?"

"Alright, I’ll call him again. Just wait a moment," Lei Hui said with a nod.

After hanging up, Lei Hui immediately opened his contacts, found Lin Xuan’s number, and dialed.

At that moment, in the bedroom of Night Garden—

Su Hua was straddling Lin Xuan’s lap, her soft arms looped around his neck.

"Since I arrived, Ah Xuan has been staring at the computer. Am I not as good-looking as a screen?" Su Hua murmured, her eyes seductive.

Lin Xuan: "…"

Didn’t Hua Bao say he should keep working?

A woman’s heart is truly hard to decipher.

"Of course, you’re the most beautiful," Lin Xuan said, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

When it came to questions of beauty, Hua Bao was always the answer.

Su Hua’s eyes curved into crescents. "Really? Since Ah Xuan is being so sweet, I should give him a little reward."

With that, she leaned in and captured his lips.

The air thickened with an intimate tension.

The room was silent except for the sound of their kisses and heavy breathing.

Just then, Lin Xuan’s phone rang—an ill-timed interruption.

He was about to decline the call when the breathtaking woman pulled away from his lips.

"It might be something urgent. You should answer it," Su Hua said considerately.

"Alright."

Lin Xuan nodded, grateful for the chance to catch his breath.

He pressed the answer button.

A glint flickered in Su Hua’s eyes.

"Boss, the issue with the mini-program still isn’t fixed. Did you miss something? Could you take another look?" Lei Hui’s voice came through the phone.

"I still need to—"

Just as Lin Xuan began to respond, the woman beside him suddenly began nibbling at his earlobe.

A wave of electrifying pleasure shot through his entire body.

"Mmm—" An involuntary sound escaped Lin Xuan’s lips.

Hearing this, Lei Hui stiffened.

That sound—as a man of experience, how could he not recognize it?

His mind raced.

Had he just interrupted the boss in the middle of… something?

If the boss was with Su Hua right now… well, that would explain why the issue hadn’t been resolved yet.

Lei Hui desperately wanted to hang up, but if he did so abruptly, the boss might overthink it.

He had no choice but to keep the call going.

Boss, please… hold it together.

Lei Hui prayed silently.

Meanwhile, Su Hua continued teasing Lin Xuan.

Having spent so many nights with him, she knew his body intimately—every sensitive spot, every reaction.

With effortless skill, she drew him deeper into desire.

Lin Xuan’s body tensed.

Struggling to suppress his urges, he forced out a reply, "It’s—still in progress, Uncle Lei. The problem’s a bit tricky. I might need until tomorrow to fix it."

After a pause, he added, "Or maybe… three days."

Given how eager Hua Bao seemed tonight, she’d undoubtedly drag him to bed soon.

He needed to leave enough time.

"Got it, Boss. Actually, it’s not urgent. Take your time," Lei Hui said quickly. "That’s all for now. I’ll hang up."

He ended the call in a hurry, then exhaled in relief.

Please don’t let me have ruined their moment.

As for the game? It could wait.

He’d just have the tech team handle it. Even if it was late, overtime pay would motivate them.

The only reason he’d asked Lin Xuan was because of his exceptional programming skills—he could solve it faster.

Back at Night Garden—

The moment the call ended, Su Hua’s gaze drifted downward, a sly smile playing on her lips.

Lin Xuan’s instincts screamed in alarm.

That look in Hua Bao’s eyes… it was dangerous.

Soon—

Thud.

His phone slipped from his grasp and hit the floor.

Twenty minutes later…

"Did Ah Xuan enjoy my service just now?" Su Hua asked, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

Lin Xuan tore his gaze away from her reddened lips.

"It was… acceptable," he muttered, clearing his throat.

"Ah Xuan must be struggling to hold back right now, hm? You really, really want to do it, don’t you?"

Her slender fingers traced slow, teasing circles over his chest.

Lin Xuan shot her a resentful look.

Wasn’t she just stating the obvious?

After provoking him like that, of course he wanted her.

One strap of Su Hua’s red lace nightgown slipped off her shoulder, revealing smooth skin and the curve of her breast.

Lin Xuan hastily averted his eyes.

Every move she made was designed to tempt him.

Yet despite his anticipation, she suddenly shifted the mood.

"I’d love to make Ah Xuan feel good too, but…" Her tone changed as she smiled. "Today’s only the third day after my period ended. They say you shouldn’t have sex until after the fourth day. For my health, you’ll have to endure a little longer."

Lin Xuan’s face was pure confusion.

What kind of nonsense was this?

Hua Bao had never cared about such things before.

The moment her period ended, she’d always pounced on him.

Now she was using this as an excuse?

And after holding back for over a month—after he’d seen the desire burning in her eyes—she stopped at the critical moment?

Something was off.

Very off.

But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t figure out why she’d resist now.

"So, Ah Xuan will have to take care of himself tonight," Su Hua said with a smirk.

With that, she stood up.

Better to let him cool off before she broke him entirely.

She still needed him for later.

Lin Xuan’s gaze was full of accusation.

Wasn’t this the behavior of a heartless tease?

The sound of running water soon echoed from the bathroom.

Su Hua sat on the bed, grinning.

She’d save him for tomorrow.

Tomorrow was the anniversary of their first meeting.

She’d let him suffer a little longer—then feast on him properly.

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