Lin Xuan's hair was dried, and Su Hua set down the hair dryer.
"Ah Xuan."
Su Hua wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan's neck from behind.
"Are you still feeling... uncomfortable?"
Her teasing gaze drifted downward to a certain part of his body.
Lin Xuan immediately shook his head. "No."
Su Hua's eyes curved with amusement. "Ah Xuan is lying."
"If you're uncomfortable, then as your girlfriend, I should help you relieve it."
She pushed him back onto the bed again.
Guiding his hand to the sash of her black silk robe, she whispered, "Ah Xuan, untie it for me, okay?"
Her voice was soft, laced with temptation.
The faint flush at the corners of her eyes made her look like a seductive enchantress—one glance from her was enough to ensnare his soul.
"Okay." Lin Xuan nodded dazedly.
His fingers fumbled at her waist until they found the bow. With a gentle tug, the sash loosened, and the robe slipped open, revealing what lay beneath.
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
Here it comes.
No wonder he'd felt something was off earlier in the bathroom—she had been planning this all along!
He had to admit, Hua Bao looked irresistible in this.
Gulp.
He could hear the loud sound of his own swallowing.
Every time Hua Bao wore these... provocative outfits, he couldn’t resist.
He was completely defenseless.
The black fabric contrasted sharply with her fair, jade-like skin, making her glow even more alluringly.
Seeing Lin Xuan’s stunned expression, a faint smile flickered in Su Hua’s eyes.
She was grateful for her figure—it kept Ah Xuan utterly captivated.
"These outfits were left over from my birthday celebration at the hotel. I brought them back and even added a few more." She gestured toward the pile of clothes on the sofa.
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
That many?!
His kidneys were doomed.
Su Hua slid the black robe off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet.
Lin Xuan couldn’t tear his eyes away.
She leaned over him again, her voice a sultry murmur. "Ah Xuan, do you like it?"
"Yeah... I like it." He answered honestly.
There was no way he could say no.
"Since you like it, then tonight, you can enjoy it to the fullest. It belongs only to you—only you can touch it."
Lin Xuan could feel his heart pounding violently, each beat strong and rapid.
Su Hua’s crimson lips brushed against his ear as she whispered, "Ah Xuan, be good. Close your eyes."
Obediently, he shut them.
A moment later, he felt a black cloth being tied over his eyes, plunging him into darkness.
With his vision gone, his other senses sharpened.
He frowned, confused.
What was Hua Bao planning now?
Then, he felt her slip off the bed—only to return moments later, holding something.
A metallic click echoed, followed by the cold touch of steel around his wrists.
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
Damn!
That familiar sensation—handcuffs!
Hua Bao was cuffing him to the bed!
In their past life, she had only locked him away—never restrained him like this.
But ever since he was reborn, she had started using this trick on him.
This was it. His kidneys were absolutely finished tonight.
"Hua Bao... can you let me go first?" Lin Xuan tried negotiating.
Su Hua smirked. "Don’t you think this makes it more exciting?"
Lin Xuan: "..."
Exciting? Sure. But the more creative Hua Bao got, the longer this would last—and the worse it would be for his poor kidneys.
He couldn’t handle it.
"Ah Xuan, just lie still. Leave the rest to me." She traced her fingers over his chest through the fabric before leaning down to kiss him.
Suddenly, a phone rang.
Su Hua frowned and immediately hung up Lin Xuan’s call.
Less than five seconds later, it rang again.
This time, she didn’t hang up.
Glancing at the screen, an idea sparked in her mind, and a sly smile curved her lips.
"Ah Xuan, your subordinate is calling. You should answer."
"Okay."
Lin Xuan agreed.
At least this would give him a breather.
Hopefully, it was something urgent—then he’d have an excuse to leave and spare his kidneys.
Su Hua placed the phone beside the pillow.
But soon, Lin Xuan realized something was wrong.
Hua Bao was—
His breathing grew ragged.
"What is it?" He struggled to keep his voice steady.
On the other end, Lei Hui sensed something off.
"Boss, you sound strange. Is everything alright?" he asked, concerned.
He worried his boss might be sick.
The company’s success depended entirely on him—his health couldn’t afford any issues.
"I’m fine. Just get to the point," Lin Xuan said.
Lei Hui frowned.
Was his boss really okay?
Because his voice was sounding even more strained now.
Still, since Lin Xuan insisted, Lei Hui didn’t press further.
He began reporting on Lin Li.
"Boss, you told me to keep an eye on Lin Li. We planted a bug in his hospital room and overheard—"
Mid-sentence, Lei Hui heard Lin Xuan’s labored breathing, laced with suppressed tension.
He paused. "Boss, are you sure you’re okay?"
Lin Xuan had hoped to endure until the report was over.
But Hua Bao—this bewitching little demon—was too skilled.
Lei Hui might be single now, but he was a father. If Lin Xuan lost control, things would get awkward fast.
His veins bulged as he forced his voice to remain calm.
"I’m fine, Uncle Lei. I’ve got something urgent to handle. If it’s important, just text me. I’ll check later."
"Understood."
Lei Hui complied respectfully.
After all, Jiang Shuqin wouldn’t make her move until tomorrow.
The boss could afford to wait.
He hung up, still frowning.
What on earth had just happened to his boss?
He sounded like he was in pain.
But the man was physically strong—surely nothing was wrong.
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