After Transmigrating into a Professional Bootlicker, I Messed Up - Chapter 67.2

With his arm firmly around Lin Luo’s waist, Ji Chi’an led her out, leaving a crew of grinning staff and a very nervous Chen Ping in their wake.

Ji Chi’an walked in silence as Lin Luo kept her polite smile, feeling increasingly tense. She tugged lightly at his sleeve. No reaction. She tried again—still nothing. Resigned, she wrapped her silk scarf tighter around herself and obediently followed him back to the hotel.

She knew this wasn’t going to end well.

As soon as the hotel room door closed, Lin Luo tried to make a run for it, but Ji Chi’an picked her up and tossed her onto the bed, pinning her down and making a move to tear at her qipao.

Lin Luo clutched her neckline protectively, wide-eyed. “Ji Chi’an, what are you doing? Don’t be a rogue! This was work, I was doing you a favor with a cameo! You can’t just mix up business and personal jealousy like this!”

Ji Chi’an chuckled. “I’m not jealous.”

Oh, right, you’re not jealous? Then why deduct 100 points? Who do you think you’re fooling?

Ji Chi’an leaned down, his hands braced on either side of her, trapping her in place, a smile playing on his lips. “Just wanted to compliment you on your acting skills.”

Lin Luo gave a proud “hmph.” “Of course! I am good.”

“So… how about a little encore?” Ji Chi’an freed one hand and cupped her chin. “As the investor, I’d like to test out your acting skills personally. No problem, right?”

Lin Luo stretched out a leg and kicked at him. “Get lost! This is workplace harassment, you know!”

Quickly catching her foot, Ji Chi’an pulled her leg into his lap, giving her ankle a teasing stroke that sent a shiver through her. He smirked. “Of course I know. That’s exactly what I’m aiming for. Haven’t I made that clear enough?”

For a moment, Lin Luo was at a loss for words. Realizing Ji Chi’an had dropped all pretense, she decided to go all in, too. She let go of her neckline, loosened her grip, reached up to hook her arm around his neck, and pulled him down. Blowing a soft breath near his face, she murmured sweetly, “Is this the kind of harassment you had in mind, President Ji?”

Her naturally upturned eyes, still enhanced with makeup, were irresistibly captivating. Her voice, soft and flirtatious, carried a hint of her native dialect’s syrupy accent, and the lingering scent of minty tobacco mixed in her breath hit him like a wave. The effect was intoxicating, making him feel light-headed, suddenly convinced that he was definitely going to “harass” her tonight.

Ji Chi’an grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head, while loosening his own collar, flashing a wicked grin. “Yes, this is exactly what I meant.”

He leaned close to her ear, his voice low and husky. “So you like it spicy, huh? Why didn’t you say so sooner? I can definitely make that happen.”

With that, he gently bit her earlobe, and Lin Luo let out an involuntary whimper, her body wriggling slightly beneath him. He’d only meant to tease her, but hearing her voice and feeling her soft movement stirred something deep within him, making his breathing heavier.

Pressed so close together, Lin Luo couldn’t help noticing his physical reaction, which made her blush furiously. Squirming harder, she yelled, “Ji Chi’an, what are you doing, you shameless pervert!”

Her squirming only seemed to encourage him, and he stayed calm, though clearly enjoying her flustered reaction. Her flushed face was infinitely more appealing to him than her carefully crafted seductive look on set. He reached up and gently tugged her bright red earlobe, speaking in a low voice, “Didn’t you bet on ten boxes of 001s that I’d fail? Tonight, you’ll see exactly what I’m capable of.”

How was this possible?! He looked so well-dressed and refined on the outside, but when it came to shamelessness, he was next-level! It was just a reasonable doubt—why couldn’t he let it go?

Wait, hold on… She remembered only ever saying “you’re big” in front of him—she’d never actually said he was incapable, let alone mention the ten boxes of 001s. That bet was something she’d made in her own head, so… how did Ji Chi’an know about it?

Lin Luo felt an idea click in her mind.

🌶️ Kliraz’s Sizzling Scene Breakdown (≧∀≦)🔥

The term qián guīzé (潜规则) is China’s playful slang for “unspoken rules” often whispered about in showbiz. Ji Chi’an’s daring use of it here? Totally tongue-in-cheek for a usually buttoned-up CEO! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

The “001” Ji Chi’an brings up? It’s code for ultra-thin “protection” in China—a subtle wink that he’s well-prepared, all part of his meticulous planning. ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

Ji Chi’an’s calm yet possessive demeanor screams “quiet dominance,” letting him stay in control while pushing Lin Luo’s buttons. Their spirited back-and-forth just proves opposites really do attract! ♡(◡‿◡✿)

That chuī qì (吹气), or “breath tease,” Lin Luo does? A top-tier flirt move in Chinese drama, meant to send chills. No wonder Ji Chi’an was smitten—talk about flirty finesse! ✿＼(≧◡≦)