Chapter 1678

Li Ruanyu was so thoroughly kissed that she couldn't find her bearings.

When it came to kissing, Zhao Chi honestly didn't feel all that strongly about it.

Of course, if he could steal a kiss, Zhao Chi was certainly willing and would never refuse.

For him, it was just kissing a beautiful woman—at most, the difference between a regular kiss and a French kiss.

The latter was indeed a little more intimate.

But that was all it was.

Yet for a woman—especially one with little romantic experience—the feeling was far more intense.

From his female subordinates like Gu Qing, all the way to Su Qin, the female lord of a great world, they were all the same.

They fell hard for this move.

Just a kiss alone was enough to make their bodies go soft and weak.

Beside themselves.

Li Ruanyu was no exception.

Despite normally commanding lords by the dozen, she was now curled up in the red sofa, unable to move a muscle.

Her flushed cheeks were almost the same shade of red as the sofa.

Her eyes were misty, veiled in a layer of haze, making them look all the more brimming with affection.

Her eyes might not deliberately reveal a seductive gaze, but calling them a pair of alluring eyes was absolutely accurate.

Whether one uses it and whether one has it are two different concepts.

She possessed excellent hardware; it was just that the software wasn't supporting it for the moment.

Perhaps it was a matter of mindset.

But Zhao Chi was confident he could make her gaze turn seductive whenever she looked at him in the future.

Li Ruanyu's fair neck had also turned pink, her throat constantly swallowing her own saliva.

Zhao Chi wondered whether, in her current state, she could still remember everything clearly as she had just claimed she would.

But Zhao Chi would definitely remember.

A sight too beautiful to take in, dazzling to the eye.

Li Ruanyu sighed, knowing the die was cast and there was no turning back.

There had still been a trace of hesitation in her heart before, but now she had given it up completely.

She sank softly into the sofa, motionless, letting Zhao Chi have his way.

All her outfit pieces were set beside the sofa.

As well as some intimate undergarments.

It seemed just like the scene when they had first entered the room—blouse, short skirt, stockings, all bundled together and tossed carelessly to the side.

A pair of black panties was mixed in among them; this time it could be confirmed they had been worn.

Draped over the back of the sofa was an oversized black bra, freshly placed there.

Li Ruanyu's long legs stretched out.

One stocking, matching the bra, hung over the back of the sofa.

The other was draped over the low table nearby, nearly knocking into a wine glass.

Zhao Chi was a little stunned.

Because what should have been there was, unexpectedly, completely absent.

Everywhere was pristine white.

Li Ruanyu was an extremely refined woman.

As the female captain of the Poshi Army's White Tiger Regiment, she was more than qualified.

Outside, no matter when, she always wore a clean, neat professional uniform.

Her hair was always perfectly arranged.

Her makeup was always just right.

A smile was always on her face.

Always clean and tidy.

But this had nothing to do with being tidy.

As Zhao Chi was puzzling over it, Li Ruanyu regained a little clarity.

"Zhao Chi, wait a moment."

Her voice was very soft, but her tone was urgent.

Zhao Chi looked up and asked, "What's wrong, Ruanyu?"

Li Ruanyu shook her head, unable to speak.

Looking at her like this, where was the combat squad captain?

"Not on the sofa—after all, I'm still... I want it to be more proper..."

She weakly raised her jade-white arm, pointing at the bed nearby.

Zhao Chi nodded: "Alright."

He immediately picked Li Ruanyu up.

However, Li Ruanyu truly felt like she had no bones at that moment, nearly slipping from Zhao Chi's arms.

She clearly didn't have the soft-body genetic trait that Gu Qing and the others had, so why was she this soft too?

It seemed even her bones had gone limp.

Zhao Chi once again cradled her in his arms and stood up, shedding pieces of his own outfit as he walked.

When he set Li Ruanyu down, all the fashion items on his body were likewise removed in one go.

Li Ruanyu closed her eyes.

But she opened them again almost immediately.

She seemed to still be remembering Zhao Chi's words, wanting to see all of this clearly and etch it into her memory forever.

But she didn't see Zhao Chi's face.

She only saw Zhao Chi's forehead.

"Zhao Chi, wait for me while I go to the bathroom…"

At a time like this, go my ass.

Zhao Chi couldn't care less.

Li Ruanyu's room was in a very good location.

Looking down from the Griffin Tower, one could see in the distance a patch of green roughly the size of a palm.

But if one actually came down to the ground, it was actually a very large area.

Most of the area was open to the public, but there was also a private spot belonging to Li Ruanyu.

It could be said that in the surrounding area, only she and Zhao Chi were present.

Li Ruanyu could act without any reservations.

However, that was only in theory—how could she possibly have no psychological pressure?

She stared fixedly at Zhao Chi, her brows tightly knit.

Her lower lip was bitten hard, her eyes full of a pleading look.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Chi stopped while he was ahead.

Looking at the skill interface, Li Ruanyu's name had already appeared.

Energy points: 3.

That'll do.

This counted as a very good start.

Zhao Chi collapsed onto her bed.

He hadn't paid it any mind at all just now, but now he realized her bed was truly very soft.

Just like her body.

Li Ruanyu hugged him, nestled into the crook of Zhao Chi's neck, and didn't move a muscle.

Zhao Chi gently stroked her smooth back; as his palm swept across, it once again drew a series of fine tremors from her.

After a while longer.

Li Ruanyu opened her eyes.