Chapter 131: The female reporter fails, heads to the Stark Expo

However, Ye Li didn't mind Christina sitting over.

Although she didn't meet the standards for an in-depth exchange.

But Christina's decent sexy figure, combined with her alluring outfit, was nice to look at while sitting nearby.

It was the same logic as him scrolling through short videos.

The looks of those hot beauties in the videos couldn't compare to his little girlfriends, but that didn't stop him from watching with relish.

Pure appreciation.

Doesn't lower one's standards.

Tony didn't care about Christina either and continued chatting with Ye Li, "Did you come by motorcycle?"

Ye Li was noncommittal, "Otherwise, could the motorcycle have ridden me here?"

This line made both Pepper and Christina find it amusing.

Pepper: "Mr. Ye, you're so humorous~"

Christina, meanwhile, used the coffee table as cover to secretly grab Ye Li's palm, trying to place it on her thigh. The intent was self-evident...

Ye Li, however, paused his hand, not following Christina's lead, but instead used his fingernail to write a string of English letters on her thigh skin.

Christina felt itchy from Ye Li's fingernail, and her body trembled slightly~

This made her think at first—

As expected of a romantic artist, even a small trick is so stimulating; he's much better at flirting than Tony Stark~

Only, once Ye Li finished writing.

She became secretly annoyed.

Because the string of letters read—

"Have you taken a shower?"

This was clearly him being disgusted that she had just been with someone else.

An artist's germaphobia?

Tony explained from the side: "Ah no, what I mean is..."

He projected Vinika, which was still honking at the gate, "You, an artist, riding such a cool motorcycle over here, it's a bit incongruous..."

Vroom, vroom—

A high-pitched horn sound rang out in the living room.

"Hey, why is it still honking?"

Tony rubbed his ear, "Li, if your motorcycle has a problem, I can help you fix it."

Vroom, vroom—!

Vinika's voice grew sharper, as if it were angry.

"Oh, this horn has multiple rhythms? What a boring design." Tony was still complaining.

Vroom—!!!

"Alright, Tony.

Don't critique my ride."

To prevent Tony from being run over by Vinika the moment he stepped outside, Ye Li called out, "Vinika, be quiet."

Vroom~

The horn finally went quiet.

"Voice-controlled?"

Tony didn't know Ye Li had just saved his life again. "This little car has quite a few gadgets. If you like these little features, I could help with some modifications..."

"Shut your mouth, Tony."

Ye Li pulled an oval-shaped, unknown fruit from the fruit bowl on the table.

Then, with lightning speed, he shoved it into Tony's mouth to stop him from continuing to court death.

"Cough!"

Tony coughed and hurriedly pulled the banana out of his mouth. "Hey, I don't like this; it's just a decoration."

Ye Li's movement had been too fast for him to react.

"Is that also a technique from that martial art?"

Tony tossed the fruit into the trash can, getting interested. "I can't wait to learn it. After breakfast, we can start training."

Christina saw that Ye Li and Stark seemed to be finishing their chat and got anxious; once they were done, Stark would probably make her leave.

So she put aside her annoyance, grabbed Ye Li's hand again, and used his fingertips to secretly write on her thigh skin—"I've showered, sir, I'm very clean~"

She and Tony had certainly showered, otherwise, they wouldn't have dawdled for so long.

After writing the letters, Christina pressed Ye Li's palm down, leading him to stroke her thigh.

His palm didn't resist this time, which made her secretly happy.

However, every time she wanted him to go a bit further, Ye Li's hand would slide outward—after all, since his hands were free, a casual touch was fine, but that was where he drew the line...

Although Christina and Tony definitely took safety precautions, the thought still felt... a bit off.

"Hello, Mr. Ye Li, I've long admired your name~" ===== CHAPTER 133 =====

Although Christina and Tony definitely took safety measures, thinking about it still feels... pungent.

"Hello, Mr. Ye Li, I have heard so much about you~