Chapter 584 - Glib-Tongued Sweet Talker (2/2)

Li Zimeng nodded in acknowledgment and walked away quickly.

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In the conference room, Su Li’s eyelids felt heavy as her chest heaved in exhaustion. She laid in Xiao Luo’s arms, fully satisfied. The conference room table had been turned into a makes.h.i.+ft bed, and there was the heady scent of love lingering in the air.

Suddenly, she snapped back to her senses. Her eyes were no longer gla.s.sy and unfocused. She took a look around the room before she realized with a start–what had she done with this man?

When she recalled the image of her calling Xiao Luo her husband and using a slew of honey dripping words, even her dimples turned red. She cursed herself for bringing shame to her ancestors in such an embarra.s.sing way. She could not believe that she had done it with Xiao Luo right there.

But despite it all, Su Li did not think this was a terrible thing. If not for this, she and Xiao Luo would probably never have gotten closer. Besides, Xiao Luo was no random stranger–he was her husband. Su Li consoled herself that there was nothing wrong with doing this with her husband. Then she remembered that this had all happened in the VIP conference room in Luo Workshop. And she was so mortified that she wanted to find a hole to hide in.

“I’ve already asked Department Head Li to get you a clean set of clothes. It’ll probably take her about 10 minutes or so. In the meantime, why don’t you lie with me and replay that fierce battle we just had,” Xiao Luo said, as he held her in his arms. After all, this woman was now thoroughly his, and he seemed to have become a lot calmer. Even the cra.s.s small talk seemed to tumble out of his mouth a lot easier.

Su Li gave his waist a firm pinch and said, “You’re so shameless!”

“Does it matter if I’m shameless? All that matters is that I have you. Besides, Luo Workshop will have Sumir sooner or later as well,” Xiao Luo said, pus.h.i.+ng her limits even further.

“Luo Workshop cannot match up to Sumir in terms of a.s.sets. You’re just being greedy, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant whole!” Su Li said with a huff.

“If I am, then I’m a python that can swallow a prey, that is many, many times larger than myself. So, there’s no problem there.” Xiao Luo said, becoming increasingly emboldened.

“You’re so shameless!”

“I am, and what about it?”

“So shameless. You’re too shameless!”

“Mmm, I can accept the criticism of my darling wife any day,” he muttered. The words fell off him like water off a duck’s back, and a smile crept onto his face.

Su Li’s face was flushed red. In the end, she lost the will to argue and just came to terms with the situation. Whether it was her or Sumir, they were at the utter mercy of this man. She decided to let the man say what he wanted. And, just as well, for she could finally wash her hands off this.

She laid on Xiao Luo’s chest and suddenly lifted her head slightly and asked, “You must be laughing at me in your head, huh?”

“Laughing at you? Why would I laugh at you?” asked Xiao Luo, unable to understand her train of thought.

“For being a, a…”

Su Li just could not bring herself to say the word. Even she had thought that she had behaved like a s.l.u.t earlier. How did this man not notice? He must be keeping quiet on purpose, and he was probably laughing at her. She could not understand why she had lost control of herself, moaning as she did.

Xiao Luo kissed her forehead and then patted her head in consolation. “Don’t overthink it. I’m not laughing at you at all,” he replied.

Su Li was stunned, and then she smacked his hand away. She chided him, “Don’t pat my head!”

“It’s a gesture of affection. Why are you so repulsed by it?” Xiao Luo asked. He could not help but find this funny.

Su Li glared at him. “What do you mean ‘affection?’ That’s what you do to your pet dog,” she said.

Xiao Luo did not know whether to laugh or cry. “Alright, you win,” he said.

At that moment, there was a gentle knock on the door of the conference room.

“Department Head Li is a little early. We’ll continue this at home, darling,” Xiao Luo said, stroking Su Li on her arm. All men were glib-tongued sweet talkers when they were with their women. It came to them instinctively and was not something they had to learn.

Su Li rolled her eyes at him.

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