Huo Zhenyang was hot all over. He still hadn't completely sobered up from the alcohol, and the burning desire that two public relations girls had ignited just minutes before flared up fiercely again!
To think she was holding him in this posture.
Was this little thing trying to seduce him?
He suppressed the urge to devour her and silently moved closer to her charming and quiet cheek.
Under the influence of a slight buzz, his eyes were wickedly playful as he leaned in and kissed the contours of the little one's red lips.
She breathed softly, completely unaware that he was taking liberties with her in her sleep.
It wasn't until she seemed to sense something amiss and moved slightly that he left her sweet lips, sat up straight, gently placed the girl against the seat, and straightened his shirt that had become disheveled from the drunkenness, and casually picked up his suit jacket.
When he touched it, something felt off.
