Huh?
Why was it that when he heard the word "satisfied" come from Michael Gordon's mouth, it was like it was colored, it was exactly the same tone as the morning when he had beaten her six years ago. Before she could think about it, her face instinctively erupted with two pink blushes.
Ivy Aretha felt the heat on her face, and just as she was about to turn her head away, Michael Gordon's soft laugh came to her ears.
"It's just letting you be my personal secretary, not making you my bed partner. Do you need to look so shy just to seduce me?"
Michael Gordon leaned forward slightly, his pair of deep and charming eyes staring at the cheeks of Ivy Aretha that unconsciously climbed with a blush, the corners of his mouth filled with a teasing smile, his mood improved greatly.
