LRAB Chapter 505 Who Wants to Rub It?
Chapter 505 Who Wants to Rub It?
Su Wan thought for a moment and then said:
"My hands and feet have been cold lately, especially my feet. No matter how many blankets I cover myself with at night, they just won't warm up."
Lin Feng silently thought to himself: You're weird, no wonder your hands and feet are hot.
"There are many reasons why hands and feet are cold, Section Chief Su. Do you want to treat the symptoms or the root cause?"
Su Wan blinked: "It's just a temporary fix, enough to alleviate the symptoms. I'm too busy with work to take proper care of myself."
Lin Feng nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said in a businesslike tone, "There are three options now."
"First, a hand warmer. It's portable, convenient, and a single charge lasts for most of the day."
"Second, a glass. Add hot water, and you can either warm your hands or sip slowly to warm your body."
He paused for a moment, and a hint of something indescribable appeared in his eyes.
"Third, my abs and pecs."
"The surface temperature of the human body is between 33 and 34 degrees Celsius. The abdominal and pectoral muscle areas are slightly warmer due to their rich blood supply. They dissipate heat evenly and have no bones to block the flow, resulting in a very good fit."
Su Wan was stunned.
Those beautiful eyes widened slightly, and her eyelashes trembled gently, as if she hadn't heard the words clearly, or as if she had heard them but couldn't believe her ears.
Then, a glimmer of light slowly appeared in her eyes.
How to put it? It's like a cat seeing a fish, a child seeing a candied hawthorn, or a worker who's been working overtime until the early hours seeing their bed—a pure and intense joy that wells up from the depths of the soul.
Her lips moved, instinctively about to curve upwards, but at the critical point of her lips turning up, she suddenly bit her lower lip.
She forcefully pushed the curve back up, which was only halfway down.
She lowered her eyelashes and swallowed.
When she looked up again, her expression had returned to its usual calm and businesslike demeanor, though a thin layer of powder remained around her ears.
She cleared her throat: "This third option... is it even legitimate?"
Her voice rose slightly at the end.
Lin Feng nodded without changing his expression: "Very serious, Section Chief Su."
"Hand warmers and glasses have a fatal flaw: they are inanimate objects and do not have a continuous heat source."
"Once heat exchange begins, their own temperature will continue to drop, eventually approaching the temperature of your hands and feet, and they will lose their effectiveness."
"My abdominal and pectoral muscles are different. The human body is at a constant temperature. When you place your hand on it, as heat is lost, blood circulation will immediately bring in heat from deeper areas to replenish it, achieving continuous, stable, and uninterrupted heat exchange."
"This is something that hot water bottles and glasses can never do."
"More importantly—" he paused, his tone becoming more academically serious, "hot water bottles and water cups cannot be completely covered by clothing."
"If you cover it with your hand, the heat will continuously dissipate into the surrounding air, greatly reducing its efficiency."
"But if it's applied to my chest or abs, your hands will be completely covered by your clothes."
"In this way, the heat is locked in the sealed space with almost no convection loss, and the temperature of the palms and soles is firmly contained."
Lin Feng spoke in a very serious manner, his expression as solemn as if he were reading out a surgical plan.
After listening, Su Wan remained silent for a full three seconds.
Then she nodded, her tone indifferent: "Hmm, that makes sense."
She paused for another second.
"Then I'll...give it a try."
Su Wan stood up, walked around the desk, and stood in front of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng immediately stood up, raised his hand, and pinched the top button of the white coat with his slender fingers.
One.
Two.
The white coat was open, revealing a soft shirt underneath.
He grabbed the hem of his shirt, slowly pulled it out of his waistband, and then... lifted it up.
Eight-pack abs were neatly arranged before my eyes, as if measured by the Creator with a ruler; each one was sharply defined, with clean and crisp lines. The vertical white line down the middle cut straight down, clearly separating the muscle groups on both sides.
The veins are faintly visible beneath the skin; it's not exaggerated, but it conveys a sense of power.
On both sides of the abdominal muscles, two V-lines diagonally cut towards the waistband of the pants, like two rivers flowing in the same direction, outlining a tight, firm, and taut triangle area.
Su Wan's pupils dilated slightly, and she subconsciously swallowed.
—Oh my god, I suddenly really want to press my face against it, what's wrong with me?
Lin Feng smiled faintly, reached out, and took her hand.
It feels cool, like warm, smooth jade.
He gently placed Su Wan's two hands on his abdominal muscles.
The moment Su Wan's fingers touched it, her whole body trembled slightly.
Warmth emanated from those firm muscles, like pressing a cold hand against a freshly dried quilt in winter.
Her breathing slowed involuntarily, and then she blushed.
The outline of her eight-pack abs was clearly imprinted in her palm. Her fingers were slightly curled, not daring to move or exert any force, just obediently pressed against her palm, like two tamed little animals.
The warmth was still seeping into my hands.
She could feel the slight rise and fall of his abdominal muscles as he breathed, like the tide, like some kind of secret, unspoken understanding between the two of them.
After about three minutes, Lin Feng asked, "Are you feeling warmer now?"
Su Wan nodded gently: "It's warmed up quite a bit now."
"It could be warmer."
He gently grasped her wrist, slowly moving his hand upwards until it finally rested on her full, firm pectoral muscles:
"It's warmer here because it's closer to the heart."
The moment her fingers touched it, Su Wan's mind went blank.
Thicker than abs, with a smooth surface, it hides a powerful force beneath.
Moreover—it has a larger area.
She could spread her entire palm out and press it against him, and the heat surged in from her palm, even more intensely and overwhelmingly than before.
Su Wan's hands unconsciously clenched slightly.
Just like that.
It was like a test, like confirmation, like instinct—
When you touch something that's just the right firmness, your first instinct is to squeeze it to see how it feels.
This is a reflex arc etched into our genes, completely out of control.
My fingertip sank in a little bit, then bounced back.
Su Wan suddenly realized what was happening; her hand froze, and her eyes widened instantly.
—Did I just... rub it?
A million thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, each one screaming an alarm:
You are the section chief, his superior, and you are inspecting his work. Your hands should be used for warmth, not for rubbing.
She desperately resisted the urge to stroke it again.
Seriously, they worked incredibly hard.
Lin Feng smiled and said, "It's okay, feel free to pet me if you want, no need to hold back."
Su Wan's blush instantly spread to her neck: "Who wanted to pet me? I just... just slipped my hand."
After saying that, she pursed her lips and pulled her hand out of Lin Feng's arms.
Despite being a thousand times unwilling, if I didn't show that I didn't care at this moment, I would really confirm the crime of "section chief groping subordinates during working hours"!