Ye Rouxin's delicate lips pressed tightly against his.
"Rouxin, what are you doing?"
Bo Youlin reached out to push her away, but Ye Rouxin didn't say a word. Instead, she stepped forward, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and kissed him with force.
Ye Rouxin was passionate and bold in this aspect. She had deliberately worn Bo Youlin's favorite sexy mini skirt that morning, all to seduce him.
Such sudden fiery sexiness was irresistible to any man, and Bo Youlin was no exception. Even though he was planning on breaking up with Ye Rouxin, at that moment, he lost control of himself.
He thought to himself, do it one more time, then bring up the breakup—it would be the same.
So he turned around and locked the office door.
Seeing his actions, Ye Rouxin smirked secretly in her heart.
