Long Chen reminded Xia Ling.
"Don't go down," Xia Ling shook her head, "I feel especially good, I'm sure this is the scent of love."
"Shameless."
"I am shameless, bite me if you can," Xia Ling made a silly face.
"You're really... hopeless."
Long Chen was on the verge of tears.
"President Xia, that person from the ugly country, he's again..."
Suddenly, the office door was pushed open, and a girl in a black business skirt hurried in.
She just happened to see Xia Ling wriggling in Long Chen's arms.
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze.
Then, the girl quickly turned around and apologized repeatedly, "President Xia, I'm sorry, I... I didn't see anything."
"It's okay."
After snapping back to reality, Xia Ling quickly got up out of Long Chen's embrace and straightened her clothes. Then she said sternly, "Do you think it's normal to have such intimate actions with your boyfriend?"
"It's... normal."
The girl whispered.
