My System Forces Me to Live off Women

Chapter 589: Chapter 362: Cohabitation and Valentine’s Day (Part 2)

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"Ding dong~"

The door opened, and Zhao Qingge stood inside, making Li Peifeng’s eyes light up. She was wearing a white shirt that accentuated her graceful waistline, and a knee-length black skirt that showcased her legs, perfectly combining fullness and lightness.

The only pity was that Zhao Qingge was wearing slippers. However, Li Peifeng noticed that she had light makeup on. Her slender eyes slightly tilted up, and the subtle black eyeliner gave her usually indifferent eyes a seductive allure. The black-framed glasses on her nose added a touch of intellect to this allure; her lightly pursed red lips seemed almost juicy, but paired with her cold expression, it made her feel unapproachable.

"Come in, change your shoes."

"Okay."

At a glance, Li Peifeng sensed a small emotion within her, and as he changed his shoes, he issued the sincere compliment Zhao Qingge was expecting: "You look beautiful today."

"..."

Zhao Qingge glanced at him, as if to say; that’s it?

Li Peifeng engaged his brain, drawing from his knowledge to start rambling: "Sharp eyes and elegant brows, a spirit that enchants, literary essence transcends; seeing you makes one forget the mundane!"

Zhao Qingge reacted coolly: "I recall that’s how Jia Tanchun is described in ’Dream of the Red Chamber.’ Some say she ended up as a consort in a foreign land, having the best ending among the female characters, but I wouldn’t be so sure."

"With talents and ambition, born in troubled times, her fate diminishes—this is her verse; how good could her ending be?"

[With talents and ambition, one encounter with Peifeng diminishes her fate. Pity my half-life of independence, how did I meet you...]

Not satisfied with such flattery? What else are you imagining in your mind?

Li Peifeng clicked his tongue internally, thought for a bit, and decided to make his compliments more specific: "You see this shirt you’re wearing today, it’s a simple fitted style, but on you... it makes your chest look very big, and your waist very slim... I kind of want to touch. And this skirt... what material is this? It looks so high-end, and those legs... they really take my breath away! Can you lift your foot so I can... kiss it?"

"You? Shut up!"

Zhao Qingge’s eyes widened, her face slightly red, in disbelief: "Do you realize what nonsense you’re spewing?!"

I’m being a rascal, can’t you tell?

Li Peifeng simply didn’t speak anymore, just smiled while pursing his lips, changed into his slippers, and took two big strides forward, spreading his arms to hug Zhao Qingge and silencing her protests with a forceful kiss.

Praising beauty with words wasn’t working, so he decided to show how gorgeous Old Zhao really was with actions!

"Let go."

The reality was that he had responded correctly; after a kiss, Zhao Qingge’s tone still held anger, but she stopped overthinking, her heart racing, face flushed...

"These eyes of mine, whether they see the roadside lights, the ocean’s sparkle, or the moon in the sky, they never shine as bright as when I see you!"

Li Peifeng had reached a point of such mushiness with his words that it was life-threatening!

Zhao Qingge was also feeling a bit awkward, turned to point at the side bedroom, awkwardly changing the subject: "You’ll stay in this room, try to finish the work within a week."

"Okay."

"Organize your things, then come to the study. I’ll give you the specific work details."

"Mhm, mhm."

Probably worried that Li Peifeng would take things too far, Zhao Qingge quickly left the living room and went to the study.

Li Peifeng didn’t have much to pack. He set up his computer in the side bedroom, tossed his bag on the bed, and then went into the study.

The project progress Zhao Qingge mentioned being behind schedule was indeed true. It turned out that a group initially responsible for certain tasks didn’t do their part, and Old Zhao, as the project lead, naturally had to fill the gaps...

"His work is completely unusable."

"It indeed needs to be rewritten."

Li Peifeng estimated the workload, frowning: "I thought I moved here for... but it turns out the work is real. So what, it’s all on me?"

Zhao Qingge responded: "I’ll mention it in the group, and we’ll assign the miscellaneous data collection tasks to them, but the main direction and writing will definitely need your personal touch."

"Alright."

After discussing for a while, it was noon. Li Peifeng made lunch, and the two ate before getting back to work.

It wasn’t until six in the evening that Li Peifeng took a break and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

With limited ingredients, he quickly finished preparing a couple of side dishes and a soup. Taking advantage of the meal time, he reported his progress to Zhao Qingge and discussed the next steps.

After dinner, the two returned to their rooms. Feeling warm and full, certain thoughts crossed Li Peifeng’s mind. He walked into the study, looking at Zhao Qingge sitting at her computer, and oddly asked: "After a long day, are you tired?"

Zhao Qingge glanced at him: "Not tired."

Not tired? Even if not tired, you should be tired—otherwise I’d have come here for nothing. Plus, you dressed so nicely today, even put make-up on at home, made all these preparations... saying you’re not tired, who would believe it?

Li Peifeng, quite bold, directly pulled Zhao Qingge up, leading her to the side bedroom that temporarily belonged to him. In the dim room, he didn’t turn on the lights but simply held Old Zhao and fell onto the bed.

"Let go! What are you trying to do?!"

Despite her panic, Zhao Qingge’s authority didn’t wane. Li Peifeng, unfazed, comforted: "Just for a hug, nothing more!"

Zhao Qingge hesitated, trying to turn her head away to avoid looking at him, speaking softly: "Don’t touch me, it tickles."

"Mm, just a hug."

Li Peifeng softly stated, burying his head into Zhao Qingge’s hair, greedily inhaling the scent of her shampoo, body wash, and personal fragrance, while his hands respectfully held her waist without any further movement.