"Mr. Qi, what happened to being all serious?" With sultry eyes and breath as sweet as an orchid, a certain woman pressed her slender fingers against Mr. Qi’s firm chest, trying to stop him from going any further.
"The laundry’s drying on the balcony..." Before he could finish, Mr. Qi grabbed the woman whose finger was tracing circles on his chest, spun around, and pressed her onto the bed, leaving her thoroughly devoured...
After their passionate encounter, the woman gazed weakly at the man beside her, looking refreshed as he tied his tie, and gritted her teeth... Liar...
