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Mr. President, do not make me wet

Mermaid a daughter comes to land to get revenge for her father who was killed by Mr president's family. In the meantime she falls in love with him who is also a playboy

KallaJ · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
50 Chs
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Chapter 22: Romantic Interlude

The clamor of the city was a distant murmur as Xiaolan and Li Chen stepped into the serene sanctuary of the private garden adjoining his penthouse. A beautiful escape from their usual chaotic environment, the garden was meticulously maintained with blooming orchids, delicate roses, and a koi pond that added a touch of tranquility to their bustling lives.

The garden's lush greenery and the gentle gurgling of the fountain created a calming ambiance that contrasted starkly with the recent tension between them. Li Chen had suggested this respite, recognizing their need for a break from the relentless pressures and conflicts that had plagued their lives.

Xiaolan felt the weight of recent days lift as they entered the garden. The aroma of fresh flowers mixed with the earthy scent of damp soil, enveloping her in a sense of peace she hadn't felt in weeks. She glanced at Li Chen, who was already making his way to a cozy seating area beneath a pergola draped with wisteria.

As they settled onto the plush cushions of the outdoor sofa, the tension between them seemed to dissipate, if only for a short while. Li Chen poured two glasses of sparkling wine from a chilled bottle, the bubbles rising gracefully to the surface. He handed a glass to Xiaolan, his eyes meeting hers with a tenderness that had been buried beneath their arguments and misunderstandings.

"Here," Li Chen said softly, handing her the glass. "To a break from all the chaos."

Xiaolan accepted the drink, her fingers brushing against his. The simple contact sent a shiver down her spine, reminding her of the undeniable chemistry between them. "Thank you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "This is exactly what we needed."

As they sipped their wine, the conversation flowed more freely than it had in recent weeks. They talked about lighter subjects—Li Chen's favorite childhood memories, Xiaolan's recent attempts at cooking Chinese dishes, and their shared love for nature. The casual exchange provided a much-needed distraction from their ongoing struggles and allowed them to reconnect on a more personal level.

Li Chen laughed as he recounted a particularly amusing story about a failed attempt at fishing with his father. "I ended up catching nothing but a very grumpy old boot," he said with a chuckle.

Xiaolan laughed along, the sound of her joy mixing with the gentle music of the garden. "Sounds like quite an adventure," she said, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the garden was bathed in a soft twilight glow. Li Chen stood and offered his hand to Xiaolan, his smile warm and inviting. "Would you like to dance?"

Xiaolan's heart fluttered at the unexpected request. "Dance? Here?"

Li Chen nodded, guiding her to a small clearing where a soft, melodic tune began to play from hidden speakers. The music was gentle, a romantic ballad that filled the air with its enchanting melody.

With a mixture of hesitation and excitement, Xiaolan took his hand, allowing him to lead her in a slow dance. The close proximity, the rhythm of their bodies swaying together, and the soft music created an intimate atmosphere that made the world outside seem to vanish.

As they danced, Li Chen's hand rested lightly on Xiaolan's waist, his other hand gently clasping hers. The contact was electrifying, a reminder of the passion they shared despite the recent difficulties. Xiaolan leaned in closer, her head resting on his shoulder, as if seeking solace in his presence.

Under the canopy of stars, the boundaries between them seemed to dissolve. Li Chen's hand gently stroked her back, sending tingles of pleasure through her. Xiaolan's breathing became more shallow, her heart racing with each beat.

Li Chen's voice was a soft murmur as he spoke close to her ear. "Xiaolan, I want you to know that despite everything, I care deeply about you. This time we have together means a lot to me."

Xiaolan's eyes closed as she savored the warmth of his words. "I care about you too, Li Chen. It's just hard to balance everything… our feelings, the revenge, the secrets."

Li Chen pulled back slightly to look into her eyes. His gaze was filled with sincerity and affection. "We'll figure it out. Together."

Their faces were inches apart, their breaths mingling in the cool evening air. The magnetic pull between them was undeniable, drawing them closer. Li Chen's lips brushed against Xiaolan's in a tender, exploratory kiss that deepened as they both surrendered to their emotions.

Xiaolan responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pressed closer. The kiss was passionate, a release of the tension that had been building up between them. In that moment, the complexities of their lives seemed to fade away, leaving only the undeniable connection they shared.

As they finally broke apart, both of them were breathless, their faces flushed with the intensity of their emotions. Li Chen's eyes were filled with a mixture of passion and tenderness as he looked at her.

After their dance and kiss, Li Chen led Xiaolan to a beautifully set dinner table nearby, where a candlelit meal awaited. The table was adorned with delicate plates, silver cutlery, and a bouquet of fresh flowers. The soft glow of the candles flickered, casting a warm light over the scene.

Xiaolan's heart swelled at the sight of the romantic setup. "Li Chen, this is beautiful. You didn't have to…"

Li Chen placed a gentle finger on her lips. "I wanted to. You deserve a moment of peace and happiness."

They sat down to enjoy a meal of fine Chinese cuisine, each dish a testament to Li Chen's impeccable taste and attention to detail. As they ate, the conversation remained light and affectionate, with both of them savoring the chance to be together without the weight of their usual struggles.

As the evening wore on, Li Chen stood and extended his hand to Xiaolan. "Come. I have one more surprise for you."

Curiosity piqued, Xiaolan took his hand, and he led her to a small, private terrace overlooking the city. The view was breathtaking, with the city lights twinkling like stars below them.

Li Chen took out a small, intricately wrapped box from his pocket. "I wanted to give you something. Something to remember this evening."

Xiaolan's eyes widened as she carefully unwrapped the box. Inside was a delicate silver locket with a small, intricately carved design. She looked up at Li Chen, touched by the gesture.

"It's beautiful," she said softly, her voice filled with emotion.

Li Chen smiled warmly. "I thought it would be a nice reminder of the night we took a break from everything else and just enjoyed being together."

As the night drew to a close, Xiaolan and Li Chen stood on the terrace, their hands intertwined as they gazed out over the city. The romantic interlude had provided them with a much-needed respite from their ongoing struggles, allowing them to reconnect on a deeper level.

Xiaolan rested her head on Li Chen's shoulder, her heart full of gratitude and affection. "Thank you for this night, Li Chen. It means more to me than you can imagine."

Li Chen kissed the top of her head, his voice filled with warmth. "I'm glad. We need moments like these to remind us of what we're fighting for."

As they stood together, the city lights shimmering below them, Xiaolan and Li Chen felt a renewed sense of hope and determination. Despite the challenges ahead, their romantic interlude had reaffirmed their bond and reminded them of the love that lay at the heart of their struggles.

In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of the garden and the warmth of each other's presence, they looked forward to the future with a renewed sense of purpose and hope.