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

925 The eldest princess wants to have a little princess

"Honey, how are you?"

Li Fuzhen stood not far away, lightly tapped the floor with her toes, and gracefully turned around again.

The skirt billowed in a beautiful arc, the sequins rustling softly.

Under the warm yellow light, the light refracted into tiny fragments, like a handful of starlight scattered on her.

“When I watched them dance during the day, I thought the dress was pretty, so I asked them for it… to use.”

She gently swayed the hem of her skirt with her fingertips, her ear tips turning red.

But she deliberately looked up at Chen Mo on the bed, a hint of expectation hidden in her eyes.

Chen Mo's gaze swept from the top of her head to her toes.

Her long black hair was loosely tied up, with a few stray strands hanging down her neck.

The sequined dress accentuated her slender waist and graceful curves.

Chen Mo's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and a meaningful smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Not bad, she looks better in it than they do, sexy yet with a touch of luxury."

When girl groups dance, they focus more on sexiness and suggestive content.

There's a reason why the chaebols can't resist taking action.

These words made Li Fu's eyes light up slightly.

She bit her lip and walked closer step by step, stopping two steps away from him.

Suddenly, she leaned down slightly, her warm breath brushing against his ear, her voice as low as a whisper:

"Then...would you like me to dance for you, just like they did during the day?"

Before Chen Mo could respond, she had already straightened up and taken two steps back.

Upbeat music started playing.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and simply leaned back.

He looked at her with a leisurely air, his eyes filled with indulgent smiles.

Li Fuzhen took a deep breath, raised her shoulders and twisted her hips in rhythm, her movements swift yet with just the right amount of femininity.

At first, she was a little shy, and her fingertips tightened slightly when she raised her hand.

But seeing the appreciation in Chen Mo's eyes, she gradually relaxed.

Her sequined dress swayed violently with her movements, the hem sometimes lifting up to reveal her slender ankles.

Sometimes it clings to the body, outlining a captivating curve.

She deliberately slowed down her movements as she turned to the side, her waist twisting gently and her full, pert buttocks swaying slightly.

Her hand slid from her waist to the top of her head, her hair swaying and carrying a faint scent of perfume towards Chen Mo.

During the interlude, she suddenly took two steps forward.

He stopped in front of Chen Mo, bent his knees slightly, leaned back a little, placed his hands on the armrests of the sofa beside him, and looked up at him.

The light fell on her face, casting a soft shadow on her eyelashes.

Her eyes sparkled with charm, and the shimmer of her sequined dress danced on her body like a female beast luring her prey.

The next second she quickly stepped back, her skirt swaying in a large arc as she turned, and she raised her hand to make a sweet gesture.

But as she turned around, she secretly glanced back at him, her eyes full of allure.

Chen Mo's gaze remained fixed on her the entire time, and his hands, which had been casually resting on his knees, gradually clenched.

As the melody faded, Li Fuzhen also stopped moving, slightly out of breath, her cheeks flushed.

With a light sheen of sweat from dancing, she nervously twisted her skirt.

"We only practiced this part, so is our dance not as good as theirs?"

Chen Mo finally stood up, walked a few steps to her, reached out, and gently hooked the sequined fabric at her waist with his fingertips.

It feels slightly cool to the touch, with a subtle frictional sensation, like an electric current running through your fingertips.

With a slight pull, he drew her into his arms, causing her to fall onto his lap, his voice slightly hoarse and suppressed:

"She's prettier than them! Especially when she wiggles her hips..."

Li Fuzhen's body stiffened, then went limp.

Her hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck, her nose touched his forehead, and her eyes sparkled:

"is it?"

"of course."

Chen Mo lowered his head, his lips brushing against the corner of her lips, carrying a burning heat.

"Let me see my princess first. Why did you suddenly decide to dress up like this?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to have a well-behaved daughter like Xiao Jiu?"

Li Fuzhen gently traced circles on the back of his neck with her fingertips, her voice carrying a hint of coquetry:

"I was thinking, maybe this way... the success rate would be higher?"

These words made Chen Mo chuckle softly, the vibration in his chest transmitted to Li Fuzhen through their pressed bodies.

He tightened his arms, holding her even closer, the faint scent of her perfume mingling with the delicate fragrance of her sequined fabric, creating a deadly allure.

"Then it seems I'll have to cooperate with you properly."

"Thank you, honey..."