As she spoke, she was about to get out of his arms.
Jing Muchen's large hands were hugging her slender waist. His voice was husky and sexy as he said seductively,""Be good, kiss me again."
Su Ruowan looked at the handsome face in front of her, and her heart was also deeply throbbing. She glanced at the tightly shut office door, blinked her eyes, and obediently nodded her head.
Then, a warm and dry palm held her cheek, and she was pressed against the back of the sofa. The warm and soft lips were pressed against hers, inch by inch.
This kiss was even longer and deeper than the previous one. Su Ruowan couldn't help but reach out her hands to hold his back. The two of them were like two mandarin ducks with their lips intertwined, and the temperature between their lips became hotter and hotter.
Jing Muchen's body pressed against hers, one hand gently rubbing her delicate back.