Chapter 190 “She’s not a person, she’s a Labrador with thick fur!”

Boss Lu, do you want to join in?

Under normal circumstances, these wouldn’t be Shen Muyan’s words. But right now, they genuinely slipped out from her slightly pouting red lips.

Unusual actions often signal something was wrong. Something was off about her. The strings in Boss Lu’s heart were plucked, causing a stir. His throat suddenly felt dry. That one dramatic glance, her stunning yet pure face, and her enchanting body that exuded charm almost overwhelmed him.

Lu Qin’s toes subconsciously inched forward.

Join in? Kiss? Come to me?

Lu Xiyao’s eyes lit up, her expression filled with excitement.

“Brushing together sounds great! It’s fun! Daddy always gives me a back rub, it feels so good!”

“Hmph! Nice try!”

Shen Muyan saw the slight stirrings of interest on Lu Qin’s face and knew her plan had succeeded. She cut the line short.

You want to bite, but I won’t bait you.

She gave a look that said, You handle it yourself, and dragged the little one into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

Boss Lu scratched his nose, laughing bitterly, thinking the rich woman must have learned this from somewhere. She used to be completely unrelated to the term ‘flirting.’

Lu Qin quickly swept the floor, sat on the couch, and drank some water. Soon, the bathroom door opened. A fresh scent of body wash wafted out.

Lu Xiyao, wearing cartoon pajamas and slippers, her hair still wet, ran to the living room and clung to Lu Qin’s arm, acting coquettish.

“Daddy, I’m all done, smell! Do I smell good?”

“Mm, it smells really good.”

Lu Qin pinched her soft cheek, like peeling a boiled egg, smooth and tender.

“Your hair’s still wet, let me blow dry it for you.”

“Okay~!”

As soon as Lu Qin stood up and turned, he saw Shen Muyan. He froze. He raised an eyebrow. The sight of a goddess coming out of the bath was both beautiful and tempting.

The rich woman had actually brought her own pajamas into his house and put them on in front of him?

She wore a thin lace camisole, with two slender straps casually hanging over her fair shoulders, as if they could easily slide off. Her full bosom and deep cleavage were a sight to behold. The captivating scenery drew Boss Lu in. His throat went dry again.

This woman!

What’s she playing at, dressing like this?

He was a gentleman. Shen Muyan had a cold expression, her face graceful. She naturally brushed past Boss Lu, heading for the water. Everything seemed normal.

There was a glass of lemonade on the coffee table, and the rich woman casually picked it up and took a sip.

“This glass of water is mine,” Lu Qin reminded.

“So what?”

The rich woman replied indifferently.

Is this really your line?

Lu Qin felt a little invaded. He grabbed the blow dryer to dry the little one’s hair. Once the little one’s hair was dry, she quickly ran to her room to lie down.

“Help me dry my hair.”

Shen Muyan spoke coldly, her expression one of entitlement.

“You can do it yourself.”

Lu Qin handed her the blow dryer. It wouldn’t be a big deal to help, but when the rich woman turned around…

Wow!

Her back was almost entirely exposed, with only a few thin straps criss crossing over it. Her skin, white as jade, was so smooth that it was blinding.

Referee, this woman is playing foul!

“Thank you,” the rich woman politely said, then turned around.

This hair wasn’t going to dry itself. Lu Qin muttered a mantra to himself while drying her hair, all the while thinking that she wasn’t human—she was a Labrador with thick fur.

During the process, his fingers unintentionally brushed against the smooth, delicate skin on her back. Both of their breaths became shallow, but the sound of the blow dryer masked it.

Shen Muyan, despite being the one who initiated the flirtation, found herself feeling the same intense sensations. It was a case of “hurting others while hurting yourself.”

After drying her hair, the rich woman’s delicate, white ears felt hot.

“All done.”

Lu Qin pulled the plug on the blow dryer, his throat parched, and took a sip of water. After he put it down, he realized it was the same glass of water he had drunk from, then Shen Muyan had drunk from it, and now he was drinking from it again.

Wonderful.

Saliva exchanged repeatedly.

In other words, repeated indirect kisses!

Shen Muyan noticed this too. She glanced at the glass of lemonade, her face turning even redder.

In a barely audible voice, she muttered, “Go to sleep early,” then walked back to her room, her slippers tapping lightly on the floor. Lu Qin stood up and went to take a cold shower to cool off.

The world of adults is so easy to spark—dangerous. From not daring to face Boss Lu at first to now casually coming over to “mooch” meals.

Though it was in the name of being the child’s mother, that wasn’t the main reason. She wanted to eat Boss Lu’s food and see him. That was the truth.

At first, she refused to admit it, but now she had clear goals. At some point, Shen Muyan had developed thoughts about the father and daughter. These thoughts made her rarely put work first.

As for Boss Lu?

He didn’t mind the rich woman’s behavior. At least it showed that he had developed some affection for her. If he didn’t feel anything for her, they wouldn’t be at the point where Shen Muyan had regular visits.

The rich woman was slowly but surely making her way into Lu Qin’s heart, and he knew it but didn’t stop her. The plot seemed to be developing according to the Red Thread of Fate. Lu Qin lay on his bed, checking the system.

With 1700 points, he had one high-level draw left, but he couldn’t be bothered. He closed his eyes and went to sleep. Later in the night, Lu Qin woke up. Maybe it was because he drank too much lemonade, but he got up to use the bathroom.

Then, naturally, he gently pushed open the door to the little one’s room to check if she had kicked off her blanket. But to his surprise, there was a delicate, well-formed body lying there.

In the dim light, Lu Qin squinted and saw that the little one hadn’t kicked off her blanket, the thin air conditioning blanket snugly covering her. But beside her, the rich woman had only covered her stomach.

Two white arms and a pair of smooth jade-like legs were casually placed in the air. Her delicate, jade-like skin seemed to hypnotize in the dim light. Lu Qin quietly walked over and gently pulled the blanket to cover her.

Shen Muyan’s sleep was always light, and feeling the slight pressure on her body, she slowly woke up. She opened her eyes slightly.

In front of her, she saw a familiar figure gently tucking the blanket in for her. His movements were careful, as though taking care of a fragile flower. The warm breath from the man brushed her neck, making her heart race.

Perhaps to avoid the man hearing her quickening heartbeat, she pretended to turn over. She rolled over, her back now facing him, and continued to sleep.

Lu Qin frowned slightly. The rich woman’s position was facing the air conditioning vent, and though the temperature was set to 27 degrees with low fan speed, there was still a risk of catching a cold if she didn’t cover herself.

Lu Qin carefully pulled the blanket back and re-covered her. Since her legs were on top of the blanket, Lu Qin used one hand to support her legs and the other to pull the blanket up.

The smooth feeling under his hand made his breath hitch. Shen Muyan’s cheeks flushed slightly. Fortunately, the lights were off. Just as Lu Qin was about to turn around and leave, the rich woman unexpectedly turned over again. The blanket slipped off once more.

Lu Qin sighed inwardly. How restless was this woman?

He returned, re-covered the blanket again, and tucked her white arms under it. Barely a few seconds later, she moved again. Lu Qin frowned. His gaze shifted to her. Under the dim light, Shen Muyan had her eyes closed, but her long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were constantly moving. She wasn’t dreaming. She was awake!

Feigning sleep?

Your acting skills are terrible!

Boss Lu was angry.

Slap!

A slap landed on the rich woman’s round, smooth back.