Liu Piaopiao immediately clutched her chest tightly, looking at Ye Fei with suspicion.
"Director Liu, didn't we just talk about it? You're injured here too."
Liu Piaopiao's face flushed, and she was almost out of breath.
She was over forty, and now she had to have such close contact with Ye Fei, a man in his twenties; she really couldn't bring herself to face it.
"Wait a minute, start with somewhere else first."
Ye Fei had no choice but to follow what Liu Piaopiao said, to give her some time to prepare mentally.
This time, Ye Fei started from her feet, massaging her meticulously, bit by bit.
After all, Liu Piaopiao was facing him; he couldn't just do anything reckless, not even let his eyes wander.
Finally, Ye Fei's hands reached her thighs.
Liu Piaopiao felt uneasy once again.
She felt so much regret.
Oh my, why did I choose to wear this pair of underwear today.
It was almost transparent, he could see everything.
Just the thought was embarrassing.
