Chapter 106: Panting in the Office

When the voice fell, Guan Ailin froze in place. Her eyes widened slightly, she turned her head, staring at Wen Nan with bewilderment, as if he had spoken some incomprehensible foreign language. Under that intense gaze, Wen Nan became momentarily hesitant. His hand suspended halfway in the air paused, and a trace of unease bloomed in his heart. Was this request too much? After all, this wasn't in the couple's seat from the movie theater like before. Now it was work hours, in the president's office, doing such things, it really did seem inappropriate. Would she regard it as workplace sexual harassment and have me thrown out? Wen Nan wasn't afraid of being kicked out of the office. What he feared was his pitifully low 30%攻略 degree dropping even lower. Hesitating, Wen Nan's right hand subconsciously wanted to retract, but at this moment, a series of cold system prompts sounded in his mind, along with another soft female voice— 9527: [Congratulations, target 'the super super super super cold outside soft inside female president', current攻略 degree increased to: 35%.] 'No way...' 'In the office, how could one do such a thing...' 'Especially when I'm on a phone conference...' 'If the partner and my subordinates hear this, how am I supposed to continue acting as president? Uwaa...' '*Sigh' 'Just thinking about it makes my face flush and heart race.' 'So annoying...' 9527: [Congratulations, target 'the super super super super cold outside soft inside female president', current攻略 degree increased to: 38%.] Wen Nan was a bit dazed. Did she really find it annoying? Just his imagination, and her攻略 degree rose by 8%... Realizing that she was saying one thing but meaning another, Wen Nan moved one step closer to her. When his fingertips were almost touching her chest, he barely stopped, then slightly turned his head, staring directly at the pair of eyes hidden behind her glasses. Stared at so closely by Wen Nan, Guan Ailin felt somewhat uncomfortable. She lowered her eyes, not looking at him, nor responding to his request. Just in the silence, she quietly lifted her foot, her shoe heel hooking onto the adjacent stool, pulling it over to her swivel chair. Was this... preparing a dedicated seat for Wen Nan so he could focus on massaging her? Wen Nan smiled helplessly, settled into his seat, raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally placed his palm over the spot just below Guan Ailin's chest. The skin there emitted a warm breath through the thin shirt fabric. Wen Nan lightly turned his wrist, feeling the soft touch of her abdomen, his fingers sliding down to faintly brush her two ribs, then upward, the edges of his palm being pressed by two soft mounds. When pushing up, he could clearly feel the rebound, like kneading a dough with very high water content. Wen Nan rubbed it absorbedly, his fingers inadvertently touching a certain spot. A suppressed voice came from beside his ear— "Mmm..." That wasn't a heart sound, but Guan Ailin couldn't hold back and let out a soft moan right beside him. Wen Nan's hand movement paused as he looked at the refined side profile of the person next to him. Guan Ailin's gaze remained fixed on the computer screen in front of her, as if she hadn't noticed Wen Nan's stare at all. But her heart sound betrayed her thoughts— 'That spot is wrong, it hurts a lot!' 'Oh no, I accidentally moaned, this awful sound...' 'He won't be scared by me and stop rubbing, right?' 'Don't stop! Uwaaa~' Wen Nan listened to her heart sound, feeling utterly helpless. This ying ying guai, he really couldn't deal with her. His rubbing actions continued, and Guan Ailin remained focused on the phone conference, silent. 'Mmm! It feels so good!' 9527: [Congratulations, target 'the super super super super cold outside soft inside female president', current攻略 degree increased to: 43%.] Although she didn't speak outwardly, Wen Nan looked up and clearly saw that behind Guan Ailin's glasses, her eyes were slightly narrowed, her face full of satisfaction. If she were a little kitten, Wen Nan suspected she would have tucked her ears back, stretched her head into his palm, and made purring sounds. Wen Nan shook his head lightly in his heart. His fingers accidentally reached a certain spot on the other person, and he was slightly startled. Recalling the hole Yu Shujun's finger had poked into when returning the soul doll in the refresh point, Wen Nan fell into thought— The spot where Guan Ailin felt pain was just right, near that hole... It seemed that the connection between the soul doll and the攻略 character was even closer than Wen Nan had expected. Just as he was lost in thought, in the phone conference, the partner on the other side said something about "lab" and "key." When the other party's words were halfway through, Guan Ailin's expression suddenly darkened severely. She abruptly sat up straight, pressed the microphone key on the keyboard, and coldly reprimanded the other side: "The cluster lab? You got through the gate? That's confidential! You don't have access to the lab, and you should never approach there!" This sudden anger from Guan Ailin, and her unannounced action of sitting up, left Wen Nan, who was daydreaming, unable to react in time. His palm was involuntarily squeezed between her chest and the desk, forcing his palm to pinch a soft mass. "Uh..." Guan Ailin let out a muffled hum from the pinch, her earlier momentum instantly dissipated. She turned her head with grievance, looking at Wen Nan. Wen Nan's face was full of innocence. He moved his wrist, using his mouth to respond, "It's pressed down, I can't pull it out." Guan Ailin's brows furrowed slightly. She raised her hand to grip Wen Nan's unruly wrist. "Don't mess around..." In the computer, the man's voice from earlier came through, asking if Guan Ailin was feeling unwell. Guan Ailin shot Wen Nan a warning glance, then ambiguously replied to the other party, "Nothing." The other party didn't pursue further and continued back on topic, defending herself: "We got the assignment from Jean..." Guan Ailin's expression worsened. She muttered to herself, "Yang Jingyuan..." The other party was still chattering away explaining, but Guan Ailin had no interest in listening anymore. She directly said coldly: "I'll talk to her face to face. Stephen, lesson learned, or I'll get the key back." The meeting ended unhappily. Sitting next to Guan Ailin, Wen Nan heard the conversation content clearly— It seemed that the partner on the other side had, without permission from Guan Ailin's team, intruded into a confidential laboratory. The mastermind behind it was that wealthy woman who paid big money for children, Yang Jingyuan. What caught Wen Nan's attention here was the "gate" mentioned by Guan Ailin. Would the gate involving the highest secret of the Ailin Group be their found secret G-spot? The confidential laboratory that G-point leads to would be the problematic place mentioned in the second main task? (This chapter ends)