Morris exuded a scent of perfume that made Liu the Tyrant feel incredibly comfortable as he sniffed it; his hand couldn't help but press down a bit harder, then he firmly kneaded her perky butt twice. Morris playfully scolded him, then laughed and said, "Asshole, what's the rush, don't you know haste makes waste?"
"Hehe, true, true. Can only blame your irresistible beauty!" Liu the Tyrant grinned widely.
The two embraced each other, then entered the headquarters of the Heavenly Reversal Gang. They headed straight upstairs from the lobby. There was no private bedroom available for their activities, so Liu the Tyrant led Morris into his own office. The office was about ten square meters, with a black desk and a dark bookshelf that held many books.
