"Jiang Xingyu!" She gritted her teeth.
The man's hand easily found its way to her panties as he pressed her against the wall. "Do you know how you sound right now?"
She didn't want to hear his answer but he said it anyway. "You sound just like you did that night… when I had you against the wall of the shower compartment."
"You bastard!" Her breathing was heavy and she bit her lower lip as he fondled with her knickers. She pushed him off her. "We can't… not here."
He stopped and looked into her eyes. "Does that mean we could if we were in my office?"
She scowled at him. "That's not what I mean. Xingyu, we talked about this."
