"You and I, hmm... We're talking about something..."
Without warning, Feng Sheng leaned forward to kiss her. Luo Yangyang held his face and pushed him away.
She was still angry. Was Feng Sheng trying to seduce her with his beauty?
However, just as Luo Yangyang moved back a little, Feng Sheng leaned forward again and pressed his lips against hers again.
Every time she moved back, he would lean forward. Feng Sheng was not in a hurry to grab her. The two of them seemed to be playing around. Their lips pressed against each other and then separated.
When Luo Yangyang bent over and leaned her back against the edge of the desk, she could not retreat anymore.
"Didn't you want to retreat? Continue retreating."
Feng Sheng held Luo Yangyang's waist with one hand and the back of her head with the other. His thick and sexy lips gently rubbed against her pink lips. The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, filled with love and affection.