Song Weiyi lay flat, sprawled across the wide sofa.
With the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office grandly open, she knew that they were several stories high and not too close to the opposite building, but Song Weiyi still felt a tremble of fear.
"The curtains... draw the curtains, there are people across." She sobbed, her body turning a faint pink with worry, slightly quivering.
Pei Yibai lifted his head and saw the red marks he had sucked onto her chest, the more he looked, the more he wanted to devour her.
"They can't see us, don't worry." He chuckled softly, leisurely shedding his suit to reveal a well-dressed, fair male physique.
Approaching her bit by bit, a strong male scent hit her nose; even his usually deep and dark eyes now held a faint hint of ****ful colour.
"We'll be seen..." Song Weiyi murmured to herself, her gaze stealing glances at Pei Yibai's body, yet her face burned red.
Upon seeing Pei Yibai's desire, Song Weiyi shyly averted her gaze.
