The southern side of the office was a whole section of floor-to-ceiling windows.
The sun had just moved a little to the west, and the sunlight spilled in from the west, spreading across the floor.
Qiao Lech clutched Lin Huai Shu's suit jacket, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Standing on tiptoe, her lower legs couldn't help but tremble a little.
She brushed her lips against his, paused for a moment, then gently licked his lips.
Lin Huai Shu's eyes suddenly widened, his running brain seeming to come to a halt with a snap.
Qiao Lech kissed him again on the lips, then let go of his clothes and slowly stepped back.
Her face was flushed like it was about to drip blood.
Having done such a bold thing, she didn't know how to face the current situation after it was done.
Slowly she lowered her head.
Her tiptoed feet came flat to the ground.
