Approaching Nangong Yun from behind, he placed his hand on her fragrant shoulder and began, "Vice President Nangong, you really don't need to worry about me. Rest assured, it's all right."
Sitting in her chair and fuming with anger, Nangong Yun couldn't understand why Xiao Yifei was so arrogant. Then, she saw him walk around the table to stand behind her. The distinctly masculine aura emanating from behind her made Nangong Yun, who rarely had close encounters with men, somewhat uncomfortable.
A faint blush spread across Nangong Yun's cold and detached face. She bit her lower lip lightly, truly unable to accept that Xiao Yifei was so near to her.
Just as Nangong Yun wanted to turn around to warn Xiao Yifei not to stand so close to her, the next second she felt a pair of hands, radiating warmth, being placed on her fragrant shoulders.
"Mmm..."
