Forget it, since my wife wants to use my big sausage, even in broad daylight, I shall spare no effort!

Looking at Chu Qingcheng with great eagerness, Zhu Bufan's face was full of smiles, and with great joy, he began to unbuckle his belt, chuckling, "President Chu, don't be anxious, I'll get that big sausage out for you..."

What is this guy doing?

Chu Qingcheng's delicate eyebrows furrowed, slightly surprised.

"Hey hey... I told you to get me a big sausage, why are you taking off your pants?"

Chu Qingcheng was taken aback, stepping back half a step, her pretty eyes filled with alarm, "What are you doing? Don't mess around, I... I'm not as casual as you think!"

Seeing Chu Qingcheng scared out of her wits, with her delicate appearance looking ever so adorable, Zhu Bufan couldn't help but tease her, saying, "President Chu, weren't you in a hurry for a big sausage? I'm taking off my pants now to get it for you! Don't worry, I assure you this sausage is both big and thick, guaranteed to satisfy you!"

Take off pants? Get sausage?

Dirty, too dirty! This bastard is like a deity of filth!

Although Chu Qingcheng had never been in a relationship and had little contact with men, she at least understood some things between men and women.

Hearing Zhu Bufan's words, she immediately opened her mouth in shock, and her attractive and pretty face bloomed with a blush.

Big... big sausage! And it's both big and thick! Satisfaction guaranteed???

Words and thoughts clashed in her mind; at this moment, Chu Qingcheng's pure thoughts were continuously bombarded by these filthy words.

In just a moment, her intelligent mind imagined a scene definitely not suitable for children, especially the fantasy of a certain bastard shaking that unimaginably coarse and long thing in front of her, making Chu Qingcheng's cheeks instantly flush with shame to her ears.

This guy! What is he thinking? He actually thinks I want a big and thick sausage.

At that thought, Chu Qingcheng's curvaceous and sultry body shook, and her perfectly gorgeous face was flush with mounting anger. Suddenly, with an indignant fury hard to contain, she picked up the kitchen knife and charged furiously: "Bastard, I'm going to fight you... how dare you tease this CEO!"

"Uh... that, it's a misunderstanding! All a big misunderstanding! Boss, this was a slip of the tongue from you, you can't blame me!"

Zhu Bufan grinned mischievously, his face showing not a hint of apology as he dodged backward, "President Chu, what kind of sausage do you want after all? Not big and thick? Could it be black and strong?"

You you you... you're such a scoundrel, you're really filthy!

At this moment, Chu Qingcheng was utterly mortified, her body trembling with rage, her bosom quivering enticingly.

"Bastard, stop! I'm going to chop off your sausage!"

Chu Qingcheng was so angry that she was almost speaking nonsense.

"I'm fainting! President Chu, that's too heartless of you, if you chop off my sausage, how... how can I be a man in the future!"

Zhu Bufan wore a bitter smile, hastily retreating further.

"You!"

Chu Qingcheng, blushing with shyness, glared at Zhu Bufan furiously, her kitchen knife swinging mercilessly.

"Is this... for real?"

Seeing Chu Qingcheng chop so fiercely, Zhu Bufan broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly dodged.

But just then, Chu Qingcheng's feet slipped, and she was tripped by the nearby chair, stumbling.

"Ah!"

With a scream, Chu Qingcheng's whole body lunged forward, fright coloring her beautiful face.

This domineering female CEO, truly aggressive!

When she said she'd chop, she really meant to chop!

Zhu Bufan let out a wry smile but didn't hesitate. With a swift glimmer at his feet, he performed an impressive aerial leap, hastily using his own body to block Chu Qingcheng's fall, preventing her from crash-landing and ruining her delicate features.

At the moment when she saw Zhu Bufan shielding her with his body, an extra touch of emotion involuntarily crept into Chu Qingcheng's pretty eyes.

Thump!

Suddenly, two fleshy bodies were pressed together.

Just moments before, in order not to let Chu Qingcheng fall to the ground, Zhu Bufan had moved with lightning-fast speed, rushing in front of her.

However, nobody could have anticipated that as soon as Chu Qingcheng and Zhu Bufan hit the ground, her fragrant forehead was resting on Zhu Bufan's abdomen, and her rosy lips were, incredibly, perfectly positioned over a certain key area of Zhu Bufan.

Even through his trousers, Zhu Bufan could still feel her slightly parted lips, and the warmth that emanated through the fabric.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

Their movements, their expressions, were captured in this scene as if frozen in a photograph.

So embarrassing...

Chu Qingcheng's heart nearly collapsed, her mind a complete Chaos, utterly dazed.

Zhu Bufan hadn't anticipated such a turn of events either, although he occasionally teased Chu Qingcheng.

But for Zhu Bufan, Chu Qingcheng was a true goddess, truly wife-material, absolutely above any real sacrilege.

Looking down, there was Chu Qingcheng, with her hair of lustrous black lightly coiled up, possessing an almost perfect pretty face, her cheeks now blushed almost to the point of bleeding.

The awkwardness eased off after a long while.

Both rose up in embarrassment, and immediately, Chu Qingcheng hurriedly straightened her apron, her little heart thumping non-stop, her face flushed with color.

"You're injured, don't busy yourself anymore... Go and rest! I'll cook dinner tonight, I'll call you once it's ready..."

Zhu Bufan hastily shifted away from the embarrassment and spoke.

Upon hearing Zhu Bufan's words, Chu Qingcheng showed a hint of surprise, "You can cook?"

Earlier on, Chu Qingcheng was somewhat concerned that her injured hand would mean the ingredients would go to waste.

Zhu Bufan gestured with his hand dismissively and without further explanation ushered the curious and astonished Chu Qingcheng out of the kitchen.

You see, Chu Qingcheng was now injured, and Zhu Bufan surely didn't want her to cook.

Watching Zhu Bufan tie on an apron and get busy in the kitchen with clanging sounds, Chu Qingcheng's heart filled inexplicably with a touch of emotion.

Especially seeing the serious and adept way in which Zhu Bufan was cooking, Chu Qingcheng felt that he wasn't so detestable after all; instead, he seemed to exude a mature man's charm.

Zhu Bufan sorted through the kitchen ingredients, eyed a carp on the chopping board, then opened the fridge to find the fixings for sauerkraut fish.

On a whim, Zhu Bufan prepared a slow-simmered sauerkraut fish, stir-fried some tomatoes with eggs, and made braised eggplant.

Taking out a few crisp apples from the fridge, he chopped them finely, mixed them into the rice, and steamed a pot of fragrant apple infused rice.

Seeing Zhu Bufan in the kitchen, moving fluidly like a culinary expert, Chu Qingcheng at the doorway could only gape, an 'o' forming with her mouth, her peachy eyes filled with wonder.

The previous embarrassing incident had made Chu Qingcheng somewhat angry, but now, seeing Zhu Bufan having made a table full of delicious food, she was entirely conquered in this moment.

Just what was this guy about? Medicine! Martial Arts! Cooking! He was truly an expert in all areas, a master of all trades.

This seemingly ordinary man was becoming more mysterious to Chu Qingcheng.

When he finished the three dishes, Zhu Bufan felt something was missing — a soup. Fumbling through the fridge, he discovered something. "Holy crap! What a huge sausage! Could it be that Boss Chu really likes big sausages?"

Looking at the huge red piece of meat sausage in his hand, Zhu Bufan turned his gaze to Chu Qingcheng, who had a curvaceous figure and was currently lying on the couch with her perky buttocks up in the air, and couldn't resist chuckling mischievously.

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