Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me-Chapter 214 - He Finally Couldnt Stand It Anymore

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.

Chapter 214 -214 He Finally Couldn’t Stand It Anymore (2)

Chapter 214 -214 He Finally Couldn’t Stand It Anymore (2)

The last one is the proudest creation of this year by the boutique’s head designer, from the Forest Nymph series.

She stood in the fitting room, looking at herself in the mirror, the fresh light green fabric, the floor-length hem like clouds and mist. Wanwan’s fair legs intermittently peeking through were very ethereal.

Lu Wanwan admired the dress for a good while; it really was beautiful but also exceptionally expensive—the most expensive one.

For such dresses, celebrities typically rely on sponsorship from brands to showcase on runways, with hardly a few purchasing them outright since they are usually only worn once.

It wasn’t until the dress began to slip down that she remembered she hadn’t tied it up at the back.

Visit freewёbnoνel.com for the best novel reading experience.

There were dedicated assistants outside the fitting room, so she casually said, “Please come in and help me, I can’t really reach the back.”

For the previous dresses that were difficult for her to put on by herself, she had always called for an assistant, and this time, too, she did not expect any mishaps.

When the door opened, she was still focused on the mirror.

Gu Annan closed the door behind him, his gaze falling on her. The color of the dress complemented her skin tone, and the porcelain-white skin of her back contrasted sharply against her long, soft, black hair.

He walked up to her, casually holding onto the loose strings at her back.

“Is it… Is it you…” Lu Wanwan saw Gu Annan coming in through the mirror; her calm composure immediately shattered.

But his expression was unreadable as he looked down, concentrating on fastening the dress, carefully tying each string for her.

The evening gown was very thin, especially at the back, which was sheer and only supported by the straps.

His hands made unimpeded contact with her skin, and as he tied the strings, it felt as if her entire back warmed with the touch.

She frowned, feeling a sense of defeat once again.

Only after the final knot was secured did he lift his head to look at her in the mirror.

She stood in front of him, her height reaching only his shoulders.

Even without makeup, her beauty wasn’t lessened, like a fresh, ethereal fairy.

Lowering his gaze to her smoothly contoured figure outlined perfectly by the dress, even her bare feet hidden under the long skirt, possessed a startling charm.

Every part of her was seductive, and were it not for the inconvenient time and place, he would have wanted her then and there.

“What time is it?” Lu Wanwan softly asked.

She didn’t dare to ask him why he had changed his mind; knowing that it was best not to ask such questions, she just needed to accept the fact.

“Still early,” his voice was low and husky, as he embraced her from behind and kissed her just behind her ear.

“Mmm…don’t…” she struggled faintly, not daring to resist too much.

With her eyes wide with pleading, she whispered, “This is a fitting room, there are people outside.”

Gu Annan ignored the concern and his delicate kisses continued down her neck, the alabaster skin beckoning under his touch.

His right hand caressed her face, and suddenly pressing firmly, he captured her lips in his, swiftly entwining his tongue with hers.

When she felt her body go weak, Lu Wanwan remembered the reason for being there and the situation at hand, grabbing his hand, “Can you stop!”

He paused, taken aback, but indeed stopped.

Though he released her mouth, his arms still held her firmly within his embrace.

His deep eyes intensely regarded her, hard to decipher in emotion.

Lu Wanwan averted her gaze, “I told you this is a fitting room. You…you shouldn’t do this; it’s not right.”

He pursed his lips, reining in his thirst.

The woman in the mirror’s cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly swollen, yet still incredibly beautiful.

Gu Annan didn’t let go, and she didn’t dare say more.

She knew from his anger yesterday that she had to tread carefully for some time.