"Ah Ya is great."
Gu Yanting looked at the trophy in Zhuo Ya's hands and praised her.
A blush spread across Zhuo Ya's face.
"I... I didn't expect this."
"Ah Ya."
There was something particularly endearing about the woman's shy appearance.
Gu Yanting found himself losing control; he pressed Zhuo Ya against the car, his heavy body bearing down on hers, making her gasp slightly.
"Gu Yanting."
Zhuo Ya's eyes were red as she looked up at Gu Yanting, who was on top of her.
"Don't be afraid, I just want to kiss you a few times. Sitting in the office, all I can think about is your body, longing for the charming way you look beneath me."
Such shameful words coming out of Gu Yanting's mouth were spoken with utter seriousness, but they made Zhuo Ya's face turn scarlet, her shame even deeper.
Was Gu Yanting deliberately humiliating her?
"My Ah Ya is indeed tempting."
Seeing that Zhuo Ya remained silent, Gu Yanting deliberately touched her lips with his, laughing wickedly.
