"Mmm..."
Yan Xinxin had absolutely no idea what was going on. Did Mo Chuxi summon her to his office just for something like this?
Impossible, right?
Yan Xinxin furrowed her delicate brows, placing her hands against Mo Chuxi's chest in an attempt to stop him, but he clearly had no intention of stopping.
He slowly opened his sharp, captivating eyes and, seeing the flush on Yan Xinxin's face, the corners of his lips curved slightly. Suddenly, he leaned forward and gently bit her upper lip.
"Mmm?"
Yan Xinxin's eyes jolted open in shock, unaware of when they had even shut.
That lunatic—he's biting me again!
"Mo Chuxi, are you crazy...?"
With all her strength, Yan Xinxin tried to push him away using her hands, but he suddenly reached out and brushed her delicate hands aside. His slender fingers swiftly undid the top two buttons on her collar, and with a pull, Yan Xinxin's smooth and rounded left shoulder was abruptly exposed to the air.
