Fei Huangjin pursed his lips, irritated even when Zhang Zihan had already left.
"You can let go now."
Ying Yue's soft voice penetrated his thoughts but he made no move to loosen his hold on her. Instead, he pulled her closer to him until there was no space left between them. He had difficulty letting go of the soft and delicate thing in his arms, and he buried his nose in her hair as he held her tightly against him. Her citrusy scent permeated his senses, making his brain dull. She smelled like lemons and sunshine.
"Huangjin…"
She tried to push him gently off her, but it was of no use. He was far stronger than her and his arms were wrapped tight over her upper body. "Huangjin…"
"Mmm." His lips curved into a smile. Huangjin… He liked the way his name rolled off Ying Yue's lips, and his lips went even higher until even his eyes begun to smile. "Say my name again."
"Huangjin!"
"Mmm." He was running his nose against her neck now, and she couldn't stop the goosebumps from appearing on top of her arms.
Ying Yue could sense that her struggling was in vain. In the end, she gave up and let him be.
Fei Huangjin could feel her resistance declining as the clock ticked by and used the opportunity to nuzzle his nose against her hair and neck. Her smell was extremely attractive to him. It was said that a phenomenon of sexual selection exists in animals wherein one emits pheromones, and its mate smells the chemical signals, becoming sexually stimulated. This might be a perfect example of that. He had the inexplicable urge to kiss her.
Perhaps it was also because other than taking a few women to bed before, he had never dated and had never thought of ever being in a relationship. Being this close to her was a novel experience for him.
Whatever the reason was, with this woman in his arms, he began to think that getting a girlfriend was a good thing.
Ying Yue drew her head back, her eyes wide and curious. Was it just her or was Fei Huangjin acting quite oddly these days?
She had always likened him to being an emperor of the ancient times -- seated on the dragon throne, distant and untouchable, too sacred an object to be gazed on by mortal eyes like hers. He would say his piece and his word would be the law. As his secretary, she could only be a loyal subject who spoke when he asked her to.
But almost overnight, she could hardly shake him off now. Beneath that frosty exterior, apparently, he was quite the charmer, and he was oddly gentle when he chose to be but also possessive at the same time.
Fei Huangjin looked down at her alluring face that was touched with a shade of pink on both cheeks. He couldn't help comparing her to a little peach fruit. His gaze drifted downwards to her lush lips, and even lower to the V of her collar, giving him a glimpse of ample cleavage since her breasts were pushed up against his chest.
He could feel her softness even with the layers of clothes in between them. He gulped and his face felt hot.
His rod also seemed to have a mind of its own and hardened instantly.
Frowning, Ying Yue felt something poking at her stomach. She looked down, and when she realized that Fei Huangjin's crotch was positioned against her belly, she yelped in surprise.
"You… You're… You're shameless!" She hit him twice on the chest and pushed him off her as he finally let go.
He raised a hand to fake a cough and tried to adjust the awkward bulge in his pants. "Your fault," he muttered in between coughs.
Ying Yue, who was still appalled with what she felt a moment ago, crossed her arms on her chest. It only served to perk her breasts higher, and Fei Huangjin's rod hardened again, growing in both length and girth.
Coincidentally, her eyes drifted down to his pants at this moment, and his pants tenting did not escape Ying Yue's vision.
From her point of view, it was quite large, and frankly, it scared the hell out of her. She stepped back, slightly horrified, her eyes widening at the sight of it.
Fei Huangjin's lips formed a straight line, and he simply turned around to hide the growth between his legs. He must have been sexually-deprived for too long to be this excited with a sight of her cleavage.