"Hmm..." Yu Zhi pushed against the man's shoulders a couple of times, her light brown almond eyes misty with moisture.
When she glared at him, it seemed as if there was a hint of accusation.
Shi Wei wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, bringing her to his knees, burying his head into her neck, greedily inhaling that fresh scent.
His state was clearly out of sorts, and Yu Zhi pressed her slightly swollen lips together, her clear voice tinged with a bit of hoarseness, "Shi Wei, what's wrong with you?"
At the end of her words, that soft and tender skin on her neck was suckled by warm lips.
Seeing those two ambiguous marks, belonging to him, made the irritation in Shi Wei's heart gradually dissipate, "Your friend, Wen Renche, came to the company looking for me today."
"How did your conversation go?" The girl didn't sense anything amiss, and her tone remained just as it was before, without much change.
"Alright, he said he went to find you at noon?"
