Taking in the reverence in Xu Bingning's eyes, Jiang Che arched a brow, a faint smile curling at his lips.
He took a step forward, directly closing the distance between them.
"Since This Young Master has nothing to do today..."
"Miss Xu, how about This Young Master personally gives you some hands-on guidance with your sword dance... what do you say?"
The moment those words fell—
Xu Bingning's heart gave a violent jolt, seemingly skipping half a beat!
"Hands-on guidance..."
Those four words seemed to possess some strange magic, exploding in her mind in an instant.
For a moment, the thoughts of this icy female CEO ran wild like a horse that had broken free of its reins, spiraling uncontrollably.
Countless blush-inducing, suggestive images inevitably surfaced in her mind...
She could practically see herself being forcefully pulled into the arms of the domineering man before her...
Jiang Che's large palm wrapped around her slender waist, while his other hand tightly gripped the wrist holding her sword from behind.
Their bodies pressed together, and with absolutely no distance between them, he guided her through all sorts of difficult sword-dance poses.
Her entire body would be completely shrouded beneath Jiang Che's domineering shadow, brimming with masculine hormones...
This kind of intensely ambiguous bodily entanglement...
Wasn't this a classic scene from certain island movies she had once stumbled across?
Only, the male and female leads in those movies did it for massage therapy.
As for her, she would be receiving the wholehearted, personal instruction of this top young master from behind...
At that thought—
Xu Bingning's cheeks, already flushed from the intense exercise, were dyed an even more startling crimson.
Her first instinct was to refuse.
After all, she was a married woman!
Although she had never felt the slightest affection for that