Crazy! The school beauty's mother works as my secretary!

Hey handsome 918, can we be friends?

Chen Mo's Adam's apple bobbed, and he reached out to put his arm around her waist, but she deftly avoided him.

Lu Qingqian turned and walked behind him, her warm breath brushing against his ear:

"You have to follow the rules in class. Chen, you can't move around like that."

Her fingertips gently brushed across his shoulder, leaving a slightly cool touch.

"What did Professor Zeng teach you? Was it the key grammar points, or... something else?"

Chen Mo met her watery eyes, which reflected his own image and held an undisguised flirtation.

Lu Qingqian tilted her head slightly, her red lips almost touching his, her voice low and husky as a murmur:

"Why don't you demonstrate?"

This deliberate provocation ignited a flame in Chen Mo's eyes.

Without further hesitation, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her tightly into his arms.

Lu Qingqian gasped as he pulled her into his embrace, her nose pressed against his chest, feeling his steady, powerful heartbeat. The rough texture of the black suit fabric against her skin contrasted sharply with the smoothness of her silk shirt, adding to the air of intimacy.

"Professor Lu."

Chen Mo's voice was husky and magnetic as he looked down at the flushed cheeks of the person in his arms.

"If you're going to have extra lessons, you'd better show some real skills."

Before Lu Qingqian could respond, he leaned down and pressed closer.

Lu Qingqian struggled slightly at first, then wrapped her arms around his neck and responded by standing on tiptoe.

High heels glided lightly on the floor as the two walked into the living room, embracing each other. Cushions on the sofa were knocked to the floor, and the warm yellow light intertwined their shadows. As night deepened, only their rapid breathing and heartbeats remained in the room.

The night passed.

Chen Mo was the first to wake up when the morning light streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Lu Qingqian was still fast asleep beside him, her long eyelashes casting a light shadow under her eyelids, her cheeks still flushed, and the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, as if she were having a sweet dream.

He carefully got up, tucked the blanket around her, and lingered his gaze on her peaceful sleeping face for a moment before tiptoeing out of the bedroom.

The kitchen downstairs was clean and tidy. Chen Mo opened the refrigerator, which was full of ingredients.

He tied on his apron and began preparing breakfast.

The fried egg sizzles in the pan, the golden yolk slowly solidifying and releasing an enticing aroma; the toast is toasted until crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, spread with strawberry jam, and paired with fresh lettuce and ham to make a simple sandwich.

Boil two more cups of hot milk, sprinkle with a little cinnamon powder, and warmth fills the entire kitchen.

Just as breakfast was being served, we heard some noise from upstairs.

Lu Qingqian rubbed her eyes as she walked downstairs. Her hair was a little messy, and she was still wearing the shirt from last night. The hem of the shirt barely covered her thighs, revealing a section of fair skin and the edge of black stockings. She looked languid and had a unique charm.

She walked to the dining table and her eyes lit up when she saw the sumptuous breakfast:

"I never expected that Chen would not only be good at studying, but also such a great cook."

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow slightly: "I am good at studying, but Professor Lu's teaching ability is just average."

Lu Qingqian blushed and returned a charming look: "I was too tired yesterday, I wasn't feeling well..."

Chen Mo chuckled.

Unexpectedly, it was the same excuse that men always like to make.

In their own home, it became theirs.

Chen Mo smiled and handed her a cup of hot milk. "Eat it quickly, or it will get cold."

Lu Qingqian picked up the sandwich, took a bite, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction: "It tastes really good."

As she ate, she glanced at the wall clock and suddenly exclaimed:

"Oh no! I have class at ten o'clock!"

She quickened her pace, finishing the sandwich in a few bites, drinking the milk in her glass, and then turned and ran upstairs.

"I need to change my clothes right away!"

Chen Mo watched her flustered figure, shook his head helplessly, and picked up a tissue to wipe the bread crumbs off the table for her.

When Lu Qingqian changed into an elegant dress and hurried downstairs with her bag, Chen Mo had already cleared the dining table.

"Shall I take you to school?" he asked.

"No need, no need, I can drive myself. You go ahead and do your thing."

As Lu Qingqian changed her shoes, she said:

"By the way, your car was taken back by Sister Shuying last night. She should bring it back to you this morning, or you can drive my car for now?"

"No need, I'll wait for her message." Chen Mo smiled and opened the door for her: "Be careful on the road."

"Okay!" Lu Qingqian waved her hand, walked quickly to the parking space in the yard, started the car and sped away.

Chen Mo stood at the door, watching her car disappear at the intersection, before turning around to go back inside.

Just then, the car that Zeng Shuying had driven away the night before sped up and came to a steady stop in front of him.

As the car window slowly rolled down, a pretty face wearing sunglasses appeared, her red lips slightly upturned.

"Handsome, can we be friends?"

"..."