Qian Xiaofeng looked at Dazhuang with complex eyes as she spoke, then stifled her physical discomfort and sat down again.
With every sentence she uttered, her body would twist involuntarily.
Especially her gaze, which was fickle and often drifted towards Dazhuang and me, as if she had something to say, but was hesitant to speak in front of the employees.
Seeing this, I found it quite amusing. Of course, she wouldn't dare ask! If the other employees knew she had gotten involved with her boss's man, her reputation would be completely ruined!
If it got to her husband's ears, it might even lead to a divorce drama.
As I thought to myself, I watched Qian Xiaofeng's reactions, curious to see how she would handle the current awkward situation.
Although Qian Xiaofeng was talking, she was secretly rubbing her thighs together over that gap, even subtly adjusting her sitting posture from time to time.
Despite her efforts to control it, that thing still oozed out through her panties.