The sky gradually darkened.
Qiao Ruoxin panted continuously, leaning against the man's chest, listening to his agitated heartbeat.
She felt like she was about to suffocate from the kiss.
She also felt how uncontrollable Mo Chen's emotions were at this moment.
Looking at the mess in the office, there was a sense of decay everywhere.
How could staying here improve anyone's mood?
She frowned, "Let's go eat, I'm starved because of your kisses."
Her voice was soft and clear.
Mo Chen looked down at her, his voice cold and indifferent, "Your hair is messy."
She stepped away from the man's embrace, laughed, "That's because of you."
The man's slender fingers combed through her smooth, tender hair.
Qiao Ruoxin's beautiful eyes, distinct in black and white, watched him, "I don't want to stay here, it's even messier..."
Mo Chen's eyebrows knitted together, his handsome face tight, he said coldly, "You go out, let me be alone for a while."
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