Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 314: He Must Earn His Own Benefits

Chapter 314: Chapter 314: He Must Earn His Own Benefits

The man’s scorching breath licked the woman’s delicate neck.

Qiao Xi realized what was happening and tried to stand up quickly, but he grabbed her wrist.

"I only told you to move down a bit, I didn’t tell you to get off."

His thin lips landed on the corner of her lips, his abstinent appearance made one’s heart flutter uncontrollably.

Qiao Xi had little experience in this area and wasn’t a fast learner.

She could only let him have his way.

The space in the office chair was cramped as he embraced her and sat her on the desk, scattering documents everywhere.

He propped one hand on the desk, the other around her waist, leaning in for a kiss.

Qiao Xi was forced to lean back, her lips slightly parted.

Her eyes were moist, and a hint of tears shimmered at the corners. Feeling anchorless, she panicked and clutched at his shirt collar, inadvertently pulling him closer.

The atmosphere was somewhat out of control, mixed with a touch of thrill.

Unbidden, Du Juan’s words from earlier that day came to her mind.

Men are relentless at the sight of flesh; one can’t be reckless just because one is young. Excessive indulgence can damage one’s health. Yet, her and Huo Xingzhou’s encounters had been too frequent lately. Besides her period and the busy work nights, they were engaging in this act.

Qiao Xi’s voice was husky, "Wait! No, this isn’t right!"

The man paused, his voice hoarse, "Wait for what? There’s plenty of joy in the study."

No matter how serious and dignified a man was, it was hard for him to wait at such times.

His large hand, radiating intense heat, moved over her skin. Qiao Xi’s voice trembled, "It’s not about that."

He slowed down, patiently drawing out the preliminaries, curious about her further concerns, "What else is the problem? What do you think is inappropriate?"

Qiao Xi, bullied into red eyes, looked at him, "We’re doing this too often, it’s harmful. Traditional Chinese medicine values nurturing life, and science advocates for sustainable development. Mr. Huo, shouldn’t we exercise some restraint?"

Huo Xingzhou pressed down even further, almost laying Qiao Xi flat on the desk.

He asked, "Then Doctor Qiao, what do you consider nurturing life?"

Qiao Xi’s lips were numb from his kisses, and she licked them unconsciously, "According to Mr. Huo’s current age, two to three times a week seems reasonable. Too infrequent affects the couple’s affection, too frequent leads to overexertion and renal function decline."

Huo Xingzhou nodded as if thoughtfully, "Then how long should each time be to be appropriate?"

Qiao Xi said softly, "That depends on the individual’s constitution. Some people are quick, others are slow."

"Little Divine Doctor, would you say I’m quick or slow?"

Qiao Xi was embarrassed by his question, "Too slow, you always dawdle."

Huo Xingzhou’s throat released a pleasant laugh, "In matters such as this, doesn’t one need to dawdle... linger?"

"You..."

Her cheeks were aflame.

Grind, linger – so these words could be interpreted like this!

She couldn’t stop visual images from surfacing in her mind.

She remembered their nightly entanglements, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

The usually respectable and dignified man would speak lewd words in her ear, yet would look completely transformed in a suit by day.

She relished this special treatment, addicted as if bewitched.

But sometimes she felt utterly disgraced, particularly ashamed.

Huo Xingzhou saw her blushing cheeks and decided to back off while he was ahead.

But when it came to benefits, he couldn’t give in.

"According to your calculations, two to three times a week, I’m young and strong, so let’s say three times a week. Do you see a problem with that?"

Qiao Xi shook her head; having had a taste, he knew there wasn’t a problem with counting three times.

The man continued, "According to your calculations, three times a week..." he emphasized the words "a week" and went on, "many months have five weeks, including an incomplete week, which would make fifteen times."

Qiao Xi hurriedly explained, "How can you count it like that! Three times a week, that’s four weeks in a month, totaling twelve times. An incomplete week shouldn’t be included!"

Huo Xingzhou said leisurely, "I’m going by your calculations, Little Divine Doctor only specified per week, never per month. Sayings once released are like spilt water, and I don’t take them back."

Qiao Xi puffed up her cheeks, her words were not precise enough.

She accepted it.

But who could have imagined that a big boss would be counting such numbers with her.

He calculated it as five weeks; fine then.

At most, that would be fifteen times a month, and there’d still be gaps for rest.

But Huo Xingzhou went on to say, "Subtract the week of your period. I won’t quibble about the different number of days in each month, let’s just count thirty days per month. That leaves only twenty-three days available for intimacy, not taking into account the days I work overtime, socialize, or the days you have errands and meet up with your friends."

"Considering my seven days of overtime and social events a month, along with your occasional shopping and dining out, the remaining days for intimacy are less than fifteen... Given the original fifteen times a month, that means I can have one each day when I’m free, right?"

Qiao Xi was bewildered.

It sounded right, but something was off!

"I have no social engagements tonight, and you’re not going out. Both of us are free, and according to the rules of traditional medicine, it’s the right time for intimacy," he said.

His logic was meticulous, his reasoning clear.

As he spoke, his fingers began to untie the laces at the front of her bodice.

His thin lips planted meticulous kisses along the side of her face, leaving Qiao Xi dazed and disoriented.

She bit her teeth and said, "I think the calculations are wrong, it shouldn’t be like this..."

His beguiling lips brushed against the corner of hers, his cool timber-scented breath making her light-headed: "Then how should it be calculated? Where did it go wrong?"

Qiao Xi’s head was buzzing; she couldn’t figure out what exactly was wrong.

Listening to each step, there seemed to be no errors, yet it kept feeling wrong!

How had the calculations ended up meaning that they could indulge in intimacy whenever both were free?

The numbers for each month were correct, his explanations for social obligations made sense.

"Can’t explain?" A smile played in his eyes, "Then it must be correct."

Most of his social obligations were at night, leaving him free during the day to mess around with her. If necessary, he could just reduce his nights out.

Benefits had to be fought for.

He bent down to kiss her deeply on the lips.

Qiao Xi felt woozy as the man in front of her patiently enticed her, pulling her step by step into a tide of passion.

"Mr. Huo... Mr. Huo, but I... I need to apply for rest too," she said.

"You can rest while lying down," he said.

He was the one doing the work.

His fingers clasped hers, fingers interlocking.

Qiao Xi had no reason to refuse, her clothes half-undone and hair cascading down behind the office desk.

Suddenly, disordered footsteps sounded in the corridor.

A vaguely familiar voice reached Qiao Xi’s ears.

Qiao Xi’s throat went dry: "Someone’s coming, stop..."

Sometimes a call to stop was not enough, and Qiao Xi’s voice broke unevenly.

Anxious, she listened to the noise in the corridor while trying to push the man on top of her.

It was Zhou Yu’s voice outside the study!

"Aunt Qian, I’m fine. I still remember the way to the study. I can find Huo Er myself..."

His voice grew closer, and then the door was suddenly pushed open.

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