Su Wanxia felt both ashamed and angry. This was where he worked, and while others dared not enter, what about Ji Hua, Mu Feng, and Mu Chuyang?
What if they came in? Would she be able to face anyone after that?
"Be good, listen to me," Mu Yingchen said as he held her and entered the break room, perhaps to calm her nerves, he even locked the door with the hand that was embracing her.
Seeing this made Su Wanxia even more anxious.
Mu Yingchen gently placed her on the bed, then began to pull at his own tie, his posture exuding a sexy charm.
"Mu Yingchen, you jerk!" She scolded, rising from the bed and pointing at his nose.
But at this moment, with her face flushed red and her hair slightly disheveled, her scolding lacked any threat and instead seemed even more charming and captivating.
Mu Yingchen's eyes darkened as he leaned in and scooped her up into his embrace.
"Are you hot?" His breath was scorching, his voice sensually hoarse.
