Chapter 7

Tang Chuyi was very particular about using perfume. Besides applying it to the back of her ears, her neck, and her chest, she also made sure to apply it to her shoulders, arms, legs, and even her ankles. Finally, she would spray the perfume into the air.

And when she sprayed the perfume into the air, it was also the time when she was the least ladylike. She would always hop around in the mist of the perfume, waving her arms and legs, like a young girl who hadn't yet grown up.

Of course, this was her little secret, and no one knew about it.

The fragrance was intoxicating, and Ning Xiaofan, feeling the heart-stirring aroma, couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart, and his heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

"Have you come out yet?" came Tang Chuyi's slightly bashful voice from above.

"Almost, I can't see," Ning Xiaofan replied with his eyes closed.

"Almost is fine. Can you move your hands?"

"Yes, I can."

"Um, then... then pull the hem of my dress to... to the middle..." Tang Chuyi said hesitantly, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Okay."

Ning Xiaofan responded, extending his hands by feel towards her calves. His touch was precise, and his slender fingers glided over her smooth legs, causing a slight tremor. He then felt the silky hem of the dress and gently pulled it up, catching the hem.

However, Tang Chuyi's long, beautiful legs were spread apart, and as soon as Ning Xiaofan pulled the hem to the middle and let go, the soft, silky hem slid back to the sides of her thighs.

"No, no, don't let go, it's sliding again."

Sliding again? Ning Xiaofan tried again, but after several attempts, the hem kept sliding, and it was impossible to cover the alluring sight between her legs.

It can't be covered! Tang Chuyi was at a loss, watching the hem slide to the sides of her thighs. She felt extremely embarrassed and realized that unless she closed her thighs, the hem wouldn't cover. But if she closed her thighs, he wouldn't be able to crawl under the chair to defuse the bomb.

What to do? If she didn't close her thighs, her private parts would remain exposed. If a police officer came in and saw her like this, how could she ever face anyone again? She should have let him defuse the bomb first, instead of wasting so much time.

Or... should she close her legs first, let him pull up her dress, and then wait for the bomb disposal expert to come?

Just as Tang Chuyi was in a dilemma, Ning Xiaofan, not being stupid, quickly understood the key issue. He also quickly analyzed the difficult situation she was in. Deep down, he didn't want her to expose her embarrassing side to anyone else, especially since she was his goddess. Thinking quickly, he came up with a solution.

"Miss Tang, try lifting your feet."

Lift her feet? Tang Chuyi's eyes lit up, and she quickly followed his instructions. Surprisingly, she could lift her feet, though it was a bit strenuous, and her thighs were spread apart, making the pose extremely ungraceful and tiring. But her feet were off the ground.

"Can you lift your feet?" Ning Xiaofan asked, unable to see.

"Yes!" Being able to lift her feet meant there was hope to close her legs, and Tang Chuyi was overjoyed, answering quickly.

"Alright, lift your feet a bit higher. If you can close your legs, it will be fine..."

"Okay, I understand!"

Ning Xiaofan didn't need to say more; Tang Chuyi was already eager to do it. However, with her waist and abdomen restrained by the steel bars, she found it quite difficult to lift her feet. Fortunately, her feet were already off the ground, and she felt them rise above his head. When she closed her legs, they came together.

However, the moment her legs closed, she felt a slight bump on her high heels, and at that instant, Ning Xiaofan felt a sharp pain on his cheeks, causing him to involuntarily gasp.

Without opening his eyes, Ning Xiaofan knew that her high heels had grazed his face. Not only that, the sharp heels were pressing into his cheeks, almost touching his eyes, and sinking in slightly.

Feeling the heels sinking deeper into his cheeks, Ning Xiaofan couldn't help but remind her, "Be gentle."

"What's wrong?" Tang Chuyi, focused on the joy of closing her legs, didn't notice Ning Xiaofan's discomfort.

"You're stepping on my face..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Tang Chuyi finally realized, her eyes showing embarrassment, and she playfully stuck out her tongue, lifting her feet a bit more.

"It's okay..." Ning Xiaofan felt the pressure on his cheeks ease and breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Chuyi had only lifted her feet for a short while, but her waist and abdomen were already sore and numb. She couldn't help but remind him, "Mr. Ning, please hurry, I'm very tired and can't hold on much longer."

"Please hold on a bit longer. I'll pull up your dress first. Once I'm under the chair, you can step on me..."

Ning Xiaofan, while speaking, felt the hem of the dress in his hands. This time, with her legs closed, the hem covered the alluring sight and didn't slide to the sides of her thighs.

With her private parts covered, Tang Chuyi felt a great weight lifted from her heart, and she let out a long, fragrant sigh. However, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and her eyes showed a hint of annoyance and anger!

At this moment, a rustling sound came from under the chair, followed by Ning Xiaofan's voice, "It's done, you can step on me now..."

You scoundrel! This is your fault for telling me to step on you!

Tang Chuyi bit her lower lip and, wearing her crystal high heels, stepped down heavily!

"Ouch!"

A painful cry came from under the chair, "What are you doing? Be gentle!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Tang Chuyi apologized repeatedly, but her eyes showed no remorse, only a mischievous smile.

Her feet were on his chest. Though she said she stepped down heavily, she only used a fraction of her strength. Despite his despicable behavior, she couldn't bring herself to step on him with full force. However, even that little bit of force was enough to make Ning Xiaofan suffer.

"Can you take off your high heels?"

"My hands can't move," Tang Chuyi's voice was sweet, and her eyes twinkled.

Oh, if she couldn't use her hands, could she use her feet? Ning Xiaofan thought to himself but had to remind her, "You can try to kick them off with your feet."

Tang Chuyi knew she could kick off her high heels with her feet. Her earlier excuse about not being able to move her hands was just to make him let her step on him longer.

She wanted to give him a small punishment, but she still remembered that he had risked his life to save her, so she decided to let him off for now.

With that thought, Tang Chuyi kicked off her high heels with her heels, still feeling a bit unsatisfied, and deliberately rubbed her feet on his chest!

Why use so much force? Ning Xiaofan was speechless but didn't want to scold her.

At this moment, he didn't know that Tang Chuyi, sitting on the chair, was pouting and muttering to herself, "Scoundrel, you could have crawled under the chair by lifting your feet. Why did you make me spread my legs and embarrass myself so much! Humph! You must have done it on purpose!"

With her pouting lips, she looked nothing like the "National Goddess" but more like a petty woman who held grudges.

Tang Chuyi looked like a petty woman, but Ning Xiaofan, unaware of her thoughts, was completely focused on the seat cushion.

Inside the seat cushion were several plastic blocks, each about half a foot long and two inches wide, with detonators visible at the bottom. These plastic blocks were high explosives.

Between the explosives was a palm-sized black box. The black box was open, revealing several insulated wires and two precision circuit boards. The black box was similar to a control system, and between the two circuit boards was a raised, inch-sized remote control.

The remote control originally had a small red indicator light, which was lit. However, the battery inside the remote control had been removed by Ning Xiaofan, and without the battery, the indicator light was off.

The insulated wires inside the black box had four colors: red, green, yellow, and blue. Each wire was connected to the explosive device, and Ning Xiaofan's task was to cut the wire that would trigger the explosion.

After careful observation, Ning Xiaofan found that the person who installed the explosive device was a half-baked expert—neither fully skilled nor completely incompetent, but with some knowledge of explosive principles.

Because of this, the wiring of the explosive device was somewhat messy.

To Ning Xiaofan, dealing with a half-baked expert was a bit daunting. Half-baked experts often don't follow conventional methods, making it hard to predict their actions. A slight mistake could lead to a disaster. In contrast, an expert-level device, though more complex and difficult to defuse, would have a more predictable pattern.

Encountering a half-baked expert, Ning Xiaofan found the task a bit troublesome. The wiring was messy, and he had to trace each wire to its source to avoid making a mistake.