"You little rascal, you're asking for a beating!"
Zhao Lu let out a coquettish grunt, pretending she was about to hit Wu Gang.
But just as her tiny hand was raised, Wu Gang caught it in his palm.
The next second, she found herself tumbling into Wu Gang's embrace again, and he scooped her up in a princess carry.
"You scoundrel, this is the office... you... you're too forceful, I... I'm scared..." Feeling Wu Gang's movements, Zhao Lu trembled in fright, her eyes brimming with worry and fear.
Just because earlier that day at Song Xue's house, she had truly experienced Wu Gang's strength and knew all too well that she was no match for him alone.
Unfortunately for her, Wu Gang didn't take her words to heart.
"Don't worry, no one will hear us!"
As Wu Gang spoke, he bit down on Zhao Lu's cherry lips.
Suddenly, the office began to fill with a misty intimacy.
