Yang Cheng was feeling very frustrated; he could sense that Kong Lingwen was already overwhelmed by desire, even actively parting her legs, moving her hips to meet him.
Just as they were about to proceed further, Ling Er barged in at the most inconvenient time.
Sure enough, Kong Lingwen woke up from her dream-like state, snapped back from her passion, and suddenly pushed Yang Cheng's chest away, awkwardly saying, "How can we mess around in the office? Hurry up and get dressed!"
Yang Cheng helplessly shook his head; all that effort for nothing, it seemed he really couldn't rush things.
He didn't force Kong Lingwen any further, wiped himself with a few tissues, pulled up his trousers, and softly said, "You get back to work, we'll go out for a meal later."
Kong Lingwen nodded, quickly holding her chest and walked to the side to get dressed.
She was still wearing the same suit from earlier, but now her chest was bulging, seemingly ready to pop the shirt buttons any second.
