He was so heavy that it was becoming hard to breathe.
"Cough—" Ji Weixi was gasping under him. Gritting her teeth in irritation, she kicked him off her.
However, she used more strength than she expected. With a loud bang, Li Shaoling's huge body rolled away from the bed.
"Ji—Wei—Xi!" Li Shaoling stood up raggedly. His hair was a mess, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was dark.
How bold she was to actually kick her own superior.
Ji Weixi shrank back in fear, and gave a hollow laugh. "I'm sorry, Chairman Li. My feet weren't listening to me… perhaps you would want to scold them?"
Li Shaoling responded by catching her ankles and pulling him to her side.
She promptly slipped off the bed as well, her eyes reflecting his grim face and she started to panic.
But in that critical moment, she saw the clock with the corner of her life.
It was already eight!
