Every time Su Ruan tried to playfully tease Lu Shinian, she always ended up being teased back.
When it came to turning the tables, she was indeed no match for him.
Su Ruan, whose thoughts had drifted away, did not immediately respond to Lu Shinian's words.
Lu Shinian raised an eyebrow and, taking advantage of the moment, picked her up and carried her up to the study.
By the time Su Ruan came back to her senses, they were already in the study, and she found herself sitting on Lu Shinian's lap in an extremely suggestive position.
She rarely came to Lu Shinian's study.
The study was a special place within this villa, filled with the colors of the Federation, with stacks of documents on the desk constantly reminding her of the identity of the person holding her.
The faint scent of ink lingered in the air, blending with the residual smell of smoke and gunpowder on Lu Shinian, creating a powerful and complex world.
