After the high heels, it was Ruth Dawn's stockings.
Christian Warner held Ruth's high heel, bringing it to his nose for a deep sniff. An intoxicating feminine aroma hit him, an overwhelming scent.
"Director Dawn, is this your scent?"
Christian Warner appeared intoxicated.
Ruth looked at him, "Christian Warner, don't mess around. I'm pregnant…"
"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Christian Warner, full of arrogance, laughed heartily and looked coldly at Ruth. "Director Dawn, it's precisely because you're pregnant that you have this scent."
"Scientific research has shown that women, except for the three months before and after childbirth, can enjoy lovemaking at any other time."
He continued, slowly advancing towards Ruth, "Director Dawn has been pregnant for a while and hasn't slept with her husband for a long time, right?"
"Director Dawn, don't you need it?"
"A beautiful woman like you, why bother focusing solely on your career? Why not let me treasure you tonight."