Xu Qianli's wolf-like gaze made Lan Qianrong feel uneasy all over, instinctively crossing her legs.
The next second, as Lan Qianrong had anticipated, Xu Qianli's wicked hand reached over.
Feeling the warmth of Xu Qianli's large hand, Lan Qianrong's delicate body shuddered involuntarily, her gaze instinctively turning towards Huang Ling, fearing she would notice something.
Fortunately, from Huang Ling's angle, she couldn't see anything, as long as she didn't move around the desk to her side.
Just as Lan Qianrong was feeling relieved, she suddenly saw Huang Ling, as if she had made up her mind, clench her teeth and stride around the desk to her side.
Lan Qianrong was terribly frightened; if Huang Ling discovered Xu Qianli under her desk, with her own beautiful legs in his hands, it would be disastrous.
