Han Zhuoli's voice was too tense and hoarse, and Lu Man could feel his arousal.
Lu Man was so nervous that she did not dare to move at all and her body was completely stiff.
Han Zhuoli's gaze was fixated on her red ears and her exposed slender neck.
For convenience sake, Lu Man had put up her hair into a messy bun, exposing her slender, fair neck.
Han Zhuoli dipped his head in the crook of her neck, leaving hot searing kisses on her sensitive neck.
His kisses made Lu Man moan and her body tremble. "Don't play around ah, I'm discussing things."
"You can discuss your things, I'm just hugging you," Han Zhuoli said, not planning on letting her go.
Lu Man: "…"
Distracting her like this, how was she supposed to work?
But since she couldn't leave those people waiting, Lu Man could only try her best to ignore Han Zhuoli and focus on the conversation.
