Superpower: The domineering president is my wife.

Dai Xi looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already the time agreed with Feng Yan.

She awkwardly tugged at the dress she was wearing, and finally found a white sleeveless dress among the pile of skirts made of cool materials.

The simple square neckline just exposes her perfect neckline and collarbone. The length of the skirt is just above the knees. The French waist design perfectly outlines the line of her waist, and the high slit on the side makes her look even better. Long legs, skin like gelatin, slender and slender.

She tugged down the hem of her skirt in disgust, looking at her favorite pair of white sneakers with some embarrassment, and finally reluctantly put on a pair of stiletto heels of the same color.

"Fortunately, the heel is only 6 centimeters, not too high," Dai Xi looked at herself in the mirror and comforted herself.

With a "ding!" sound, the elevator door opened.

Feng Yan looked at the girl walking out of the elevator and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips. The dark eyes behind the lenses gradually darkened.

This little girl can really surprise him every time.

Feng Yan's dark eyes stared at Dai Xi for a moment, looking at her carefully.

The girl has a palm-sized delicate face, a pair of slightly upward fox eyes, a delicate and upright nose, red lips, and long chestnut curly hair, casually scattered around her waist.

Wearing a simple white dress, her skin was as white as snow and could be broken by a blow.

Feng Yan's eyes fell on the girl's thin white neck, delicate collarbones, slim waist that could not be grasped, and the slender legs that were vaguely visible as she walked.

Feng Yan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, he loosened the buttons on the collar of his shirt, and made unconscious gestures with his big hands. It seemed that he could pinch his slender waist with just one hand.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his ridiculous thoughts, but found that even his heartbeat was uncontrollably speeding up.

Feng Yan flexed his fingers, stood up and walked towards the girl.

"Miss Dai Xi, long time no see." He smiled and stretched out his hand to Dai Xi.

"It won't be long." Dai Xi smiled, and generously stretched out his hand to hold it with Feng Yan's.

The two palms clasped together, and Feng Yan's big palm completely wrapped Dai Xi's small hand. When the fingertips touched, Feng Yan's heart trembled.

Dai Xi's hands were white and tender, soft and boneless, and Feng Yan was afraid that he would hurt her if he applied force.

"Where are you going to talk?"

Dai Xi withdrew her hand and raised her eyes to look at Feng Yan.

"If Miss Dai Xi doesn't mind, we can talk while eating."

"Then let's talk while eating."

"Miss Dai Xi, do you have any favorite restaurants?"

"No." Dai Xi said lightly: "Also, Mr. Feng just calls me by my first name. Miss, miss, it sounds awkward to me."

"Okay, Dai Xi..." Feng Yan's thin lips curved in a sexy arc, and he called in a low voice.

There was a hint of hoarseness in his deep voice at this moment, and Dai Xi instantly felt as if there was an electric current running along the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai, making the hairs on his body stand up.

She sighed in her heart that Feng Yan was really a monster, while recalling the tingling feeling just now.

"Then get in the car."

Feng Yan smiled, turned around and walked towards the black Cullinan, and opened the passenger door for Dai Xi like a gentleman.

It wasn't until this moment that Dai Xi realized that today's Feng Yan was actually driven here by her own car.

She raised her eyebrows, looked at the man's charming yet perfect profile, and once again suppressed the desire that was rising in her heart.

Alas, what a pity!

The man was only wearing a black shirt today, without a tie, and for the first time, two buttons were unbuttoned at the collar.

She used her eyes to trace the man's deep eyebrows, his slightly rolled Adam's apple, the small light-colored mole on the edge of his auricle, and...

The car door closed, and Feng Yan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at the little girl who was staring at him for a moment. A low laugh escaped from his throat, and then he leaned forward and pressed towards the girl.

Dai Xi suddenly came back to her senses and looked at the suddenly enlarged handsome face in front of her. She was startled and raised her hand to touch the man's chest. Her hand was only separated by a thin layer of clothing and she felt the man's firm and tight body. Muscles and gradually increasing body temperature.

Feng Yan felt the softness with a slight coolness in his heart, his movements stagnated, and he lowered his eyes to look at Dai Xi.

Their faces were close at hand, and the man's warm breath sprayed on the side of the girl's neck.

"Seat belt." His deep and melodious voice echoed in the car where the temperature was gradually rising.

"Oh." Dai Xi retracted her little hand as if she was burned, leaned against the back of the chair, and silently opened the distance between the two.

The dark eyes behind Feng Yan's lenses dimmed for a moment following Dai Xi's inadvertent movements. He pulled the seat belt with his long fingers, and with a crisp "click", he withdrew and sat back in the driver's seat.

"Are you used to Kyoto food?" Feng Yan looked back at Dai Xi.

But with sharp eyes, he noticed that the tips of the little girl's snow-white ears were actually stained with a bright red at this moment.

"Anything is fine." Dai Xi secretly adjusted her breathing and replied in a low voice.

"Okay." Feng Yan chuckled, then started the car and drove out of the basement.

His long, articulate fingers tapped lightly on the center console, and melodious and slow music came from the stereo, echoing throughout the car.

Dai Xi raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this familiar prelude.

"Like it?" Feng Yan couldn't help but smile when he saw her expression.

"Yeah." Dai Xi responded lightly.

"This song "Fantasy" by Sichuan is my favorite piano piece."

"It's really good." Dai Xi praised that this song "Fantasy" is his famous work, and it is also his favorite among many works.

I have to say, this man does have great taste.

Knowing that the man talked little, Dai Xi gently closed her eyelids and leaned comfortably on the leather seat.

Feng Yan looked back and saw the little girl who had closed her eyes, her eyes became a little hot unconsciously.

Especially when he saw the little girl's skirt that was open to the base of her legs, and her long legs that were so white that they glowed under the skirt.

Feng Yan clasped the steering wheel with his long fingers and secretly adjusted his breathing. The little girl was still too young to be in a hurry.

He took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with one hand, pinched his eyebrows, and ordered himself not to look there again.

Little did he know that his chaotic breathing and vigorous heartbeat had already betrayed him.

Dai Xi's lips curled up slightly, pretending not to know.

As the vehicle slowed down, Dai Xi's long eyelashes trembled. She opened her eyes and looked at the building in front of her.

"Dai Xi, we're here." Feng Yan called softly.

"Yes." She nodded, unbuckled her seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

Feng Yan looked at the hand he had just extended and was still hanging in the air, smiled softly, and turned around to get out of the car.

The hotel manager who had been waiting here for a long time came over immediately when he saw the visitor.

"Third Master." The woman wearing a Chinese cheongsam had her black hair rolled up, her makeup was thick but not flashy, and her smile was very gentle and generous.

"Please come this way!"

The woman looked at Dai Xi secretly, then turned sideways to lead the way.

Feng Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Dai Xi's bright little face and her dazzling white long legs.

"Wait a moment," he whispered.

Turning around and walking back to the car, he took out the suit jacket placed on the back seat and put it on Dai Xi.