This soft response was like a stone cast into the lake of the heart, instantly making the air in the entire office become scorching and ambiguous.
Chen Nan's gaze flashed with a hint of tenderness and determination.
His hand slowly drifted under Su Yue's cheongsam, like a breeze brushing across the lake's surface, gentle and full of affection, with each touch seemingly whispering endless deep feelings.
Su Yue's skin flushed with a light crimson under his caress, like peach blossoms blooming in the spring, delicate and dripping with allure.
Su Yue's figure was nothing short of perfect, her slender waist just a handful, contrasting with her full and perky buttocks to create a curve that quickened the pulse.
Her long, straight legs, wrapped in the cheongsam, were partly hidden and revealed, her skin snow-like, delicate and smooth, casting a captivating luster under the light.
Those full and elastic breasts, as if meticulously sculpted by God, radiated a fatal temptation.
