Chapter 1082 - Helping Her...

Lu Lijun stepped towards Jiang Yuyan, not hesitating even for a bit.

Surprised, Jiang Yuyan moved back only to get stopped by the dresser's platform.

Lu Lijun stood in front of her looking into her puzzled eyes. Her left hand covered her dress at the loose neckline while the right hand turned to her back, holding her dress at the stuck zipper.

She spoke, "Wait for me to finish, and you can use this room…."

Ignoring what she said, Lu Lijun stepped even closer and leaned forward as if he hugged her.

"Lijun…"

"Stay still," he instructed. His hands circled Jiang Yuyan's delicate figure as he looked at her back from above her shoulder.

Jiang Yuyan tried to grab more parts of the dress at the zipper, which turned into her failed attempt to cover her back. Her hands were busy, so she couldn't even push him away.

"What are you doing?" she asked awkwardly.

"Helping you," he replied, his voice calm, and there was no hesitation as if it was only his right to help her.

He held her hand that clutched the dress at the zipper and took it off.

Jiang Yuyan leaned back to increase the distance between them as her bum rested at the dresser platform. If she could, she would have merged herself in the dresser.

Lu Lijun looked at her back through the mirror to look at the zipper as he held it with one hand and his other hand held her dress. The slit of the unzipped dress allowed him to see only her slender backbone from neck to the lower waist, and he couldn't move his sight from it.

Sensing his hand holding the zipper, Jiang Yuyan moved her free hand back to stop him, "I'll do it."

Lu Lijun held her hand again. This time he moved it towards his back and let her hand rest on his waist. He pulled her towards him to make her stand straight from how she leaned back towards the dresser.

Jiang Yuyan didn't know what to do or how to stop him. She was scared to say anything harsh to him after how he threatened her to disappear. Moreover, he just wanted to help her, and it was okay..., but somewhere, she felt it was not fine.

Jiang Yuyan stood still as her mind puzzled with his sudden different action, and Lu Lijun continued what he was doing.

He started to pull the zipper. As it was stuck, he moved it a bit down and then pulled up again. Thankfully it worked, and he began to pull it up slowly.

More than the zipper, his mind focussed on the closeness with her. He could feel his heart beating faster and his mind willing to keep holding her for long. That familiar scent, which he never forgot, messed up with his mind, and he felt like nuzzling in her nape.

"No," came the soft voice, opposite to how commanding it was a while ago when Lu Lijun instructed her.

While pulling the zipper up, Lu Lijun continued to look at her slender backbone covered in a thin layer of delicate and fair skin, tempting him to c.a.r.e.s.s it with his finger.

Jiang Yuyan felt awkward with each passing moment and waited for him to finish faster. Other than the awkwardness, there was something more she felt. Her breath stuck in her c.h.e.s.t, waiting to exhale out once he let her go.

Once Lu Lijun pulled up the zipper, he secured the top with the small hook he noticed there. His fingers almost brushed her skin which made her flinch. Lu Lijun noticed it and liked it.

He felt like hugging her tightly for long and burying his face in her nape to inhale her sweet scent as she looked that much tempting to him. He never felt it before, but this closeness awakened those feelings inside him. Moreover, he didn't feel guilty over it, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

Lu Lijun still didn't let her go, and neither did he inform it was done. He chose to be closer to her a bit longer as his sight closely tressed her slender shoulders from which the sleeves slipped down, and needed to be pulled up.

Jiang Yuyan sensed the sudden silence as Lu Lijun just stood closer and didn't move.

"Lu Lijun," she called, her intentions to ask him to let her go now.

Lu Lijun stepped back a bit and looked at her shoulder. He pulled those slipped sleeves belt and settled them at the corner of her shoulders. Finally, the dress looked complete on her.

He looked into her eyes, "This dress suits you. You look pretty."

Jiang Yuyan turned speechless.

Just then, the door opened, and An Tian's assistant entered the room. She was surprised to see Lu Lijun there but thought they were family, so the two must be talking something.

Seeing the assistant through the mirror, Lu Lijun turned and left while the assistant went to Jiang Yuyan.

"The dress looks so pretty on you, President Lu."

Jiang Yuyan didn't react as her mind was lost somewhere else.

The assistant showed her few accessories from the box she brought with her. "Which one would you like?"

Jiang Yuyan still didn't answer, so the assistant called her, "President Lu."

"Huh?" Jiang Yuyan came out of the daze and looked at the assistant questioningly.

"Whatever you like," Jiang Yuyan replied and turned to face the mirror as she rested her hands on the dresser platform and stared blankly in the mirror.

Her mind was stuck on how Lu Lijun behaved. The last time, when they were alone, he fought with her and showed how much he hated her, and now he was different. This sudden closeness with him and the way he acted bothered her. She felt he was not the Lu Lijun from before; he changed.

Jiang Yuyan thought about when Lu Lijun carried her in his arms to her room on the second floor when she hurt her leg, but at that time, everything was fine, and she didn't feel like this. Then what had changed suddenly?

She remembered how she held her breath and her heart beat faster when he was closer to her. He almost scared her, but she couldn't push him away.

Frowning, she closed her eyes to think it over clearly, and the assistant called her again. "President Lu, let me fix this."

Jiang Yuyan said nothing, and the assistant continued to work.

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Note - in the previous chapter I said only 2 days left for engagement. That was wrong and I changed it. Still, a week to go. You can clear the cache in app to see the changed thing.