When fishing beauty is bound to the rich system

There was no light in the bedroom, only the light on the bedside table, so it seemed a little dim. Lin Xinran's delicate eyebrows and eyes looked more three-dimensional under the dim light.

She was wearing a white suspender nightgown, her hair was casually loose, soft and shiny, her fair skin was faintly pink, and her pair of peach blossom eyes looked at him, pure and lovely.

Her collarbone was slightly glowing, her shoulders and neck were delicate and perfect, her figure was slender yet well-proportioned, and the suspender nightgown revealed a large area of ​​her skin, adding a bit of charm to her.

Lu Yihan lowered his eyes to look at her, took a slight step, and pushed her against the bedroom wall. He slowly lowered his head, and gently stroked the shiny spot on her collarbone with his other hand. His fingertips felt slightly cold, which turned out to be water droplets dripping from her hair.

Lin Xinran raised her head and looked at him. Their eyes met and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous. Lu Yihan slightly applied force to the hand on her waist. Their bodies were pressed tightly together. He leaned over and kissed her lips, while his other hand stroked the smooth skin on her legs, slowly moving upwards.

Her body trembled slightly, she raised her hands to hug him tightly, opened her red lips actively, and the two kissed each other deeply.

Lu Yihan held her waist with one hand, exerted a little force, and held her in his arms. Her legs were wrapped around his waist. He raised his hands to hold her tightly and walked towards the bed.

He gently put her on the bed and moved forward.

The man leaned over and kissed her neck, leaving one ambiguous mark after another, his fingertips running across her delicate skin, exploring everything on her body.

Lin Xinran let out a soft moan, raised her hands and hugged him tightly, her moan was blocked by him, her body trembled slightly, and waves of pleasure came over her.

The two of them were gently cuddling, the temperature in the room rose, and under the dim light, the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, and some sounds that made people's ears turn red and their hearts beat faster were heard.

However, the atmosphere in the room next to Lin Xinran's bedroom was completely different.

Duan Ziyuan lay on the bed with a gloomy face, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

It’s not because the room’s soundproofing is bad, on the contrary, the room’s soundproofing is so good that he can’t hear any sound.

But because he couldn't hear it, he closed his eyes and the scene in the next room kept appearing in his mind.

I couldn't help but wonder in my mind what stage they had reached and what they were doing. The more I thought about it, the angrier and more jealous I became. I couldn't sleep at all.

He finally understood why the three men didn't compete with him for the room next to Lin Xinran's bedroom. It turned out to be because of this.

They are all really old foxes. He even thought that they were doing this to accommodate him because he had been with Lin Xinran the longest. But it seems that they are not accommodating him at all. They are clearly torturing him.

The moonlight shone through the curtains onto the bed, and the two figures still did not stop.

“Oh… no more.”

Lin Xinran tried to push him away feebly, but she had no strength.

Lu Yihan kissed her lips soothingly: "Be good, for the last time."

It’s the last time again, every time is the last time, and the next time after the last time will also be the last time.

Sure enough, what men say at this time cannot be trusted.

Finally, when the moon was about to take over from the sun, Lu Yihan finally walked out of the bathroom holding her in his arms with satisfaction. He gently placed the girl who had fallen asleep in his arms on the bed, tucked in the quilt, lay beside her, hugged her tightly, and fell asleep.

In the morning, the breeze rustled the leaves, and the sunlight poured into the bedroom through the window, filling the room with warmth and light.

Lin Xinran opened her sleepy eyes and moved slightly, only to feel sore all over her body, especially her waist. She pursed her lips in grievance, looking cute and smart.

Lu Yihan opened his eyes, held her in his arms, ruffled her long, smooth hair, and said in a gentle and hoarse voice: "Good morning."

"Morning."

Lin Xinran glanced at him with resentment on her face, rubbed her eyes, and lazily lay in his arms, rubbing against him: "It's so uncomfortable."

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It hurts everywhere."

Lu Yihan chuckled, put his hands on her waist, and massaged her skillfully: "It's my fault that I don't know how to control myself, and I made Madam suffer."

Lin Xinran hummed and hugged him, pouting: "Then next time..."

"I may not be able to control myself next time." Lu Yihan smiled and tilted his head to kiss her cheek. He said in a low voice, "Madam is so beautiful that I am a little out of control."

"Ah... stop talking!"

Lin Xinran's cheeks flushed and she raised her hand to cover his mouth.

Lu Yihan nodded gently, touched her soft long hair tenderly, and massaged her body. After they washed up, they opened the door and walked out hand in hand.

Duan Ziyuan, who was next door, also happened to open the door. He looked at Lu Yihan with a gloomy expression. His eyes fell on the hands held by the two. His lips moved slightly, and he said in a sarcastic tone: "Oh, you are so sweet so early in the morning. I am a little bit jealous of you two."

Lu Yihan chuckled, raised his hand to hold her waist, and said nonchalantly: "If you want to knock, then do it boldly."

After saying that, he walked downstairs.

Duan Ziyuan clenched his fists and followed them downstairs.

After they finished their breakfast quietly, they each went back to work.

Lin Xinran watched them leave before she heaved a sigh of relief and lazily lay on the sofa watching Douyin short videos.

Maybe it’s because she watched too many videos yesterday, so the works recommended by Douyin didn’t have many interesting ones with many likes at the moment, they were all works by marketing accounts and ordinary bloggers.

Xu Jingqiu sat on the sofa, typing on the computer and handling work.

Lin Xinran watched the video boredly, crossing her legs leisurely, enjoying the rare quiet time. Suddenly, her fingers paused, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. Looking at the content of the video, she didn't understand what she was saying for a moment.

He clicked on the comment section with his finger and took a close look at the comment with the most likes. He was slightly stunned and his eyes became more serious.

He slowly sat up, looked at the video in his hand, frowned slightly, exited Douyin, opened Baidu, and searched for that school.

"Sister Qiu, what is the progress of the Huaxin Charity Organization branch that we arranged earlier?"

Xu Jingqiu's fingers quickly tapped on the computer, opened the form someone had sent her before, and handed the computer to her: "It has been popularized to the provincial capital centers across the country, but it has not yet achieved true national popularity. These are the provincial capitals that currently have branches."

Lin Xinran looked at the contents on the form and her eyebrows moved slightly.

"The speed is too slow. Let them hurry up. Since funding is not a problem, speed it up."

Xu Jingqiu nodded gently: "Okay, I will contact the relevant person in charge right away."

"Contact the information department of Huaxin Group and ask them to investigate this matter."

Lin Xinran handed the phone to Xu Jingqiu.