The hand reaching for my Great General froze.
Zhu Yanjiao looked towards the door, her eyes suddenly becoming clear with fright, filled with panic and a hint of shame.
This is the office, after all!
She hadn't expected herself to be so bold!
"Could it be Shang Meili?"
Her tender, alluring body shivered, growing even more nervous and afraid.
Last time in the hotel, she was cornered, and it was a close call, but now, in the company, in her own office, the situation was even more dire, especially with her lying on the sofa, almost meticulous...
I was also a bit nervous, holding my breath, not daring to make a sound.
Until the knocking on the door resumed.
"Director Zhu!"
A familiar voice.
I breathed a sigh of relief; it was the woman who appeared in the gym shower the other day, Sister Jiaojiao's subordinate.
"Phew!"
