Wanting to hug the chief's thigh

Song ran sobbed and the door opened. The light from the incandescent lamp made her dizzy. The person who came was not Han Yue. It was not even her two underlings. It was just an ordinary young man in a jacket.

Song ran looked at him warily and did not dare to make another sound.

The man moved a chair over and sat in front of her. He looked at her from head to toe. Song ran felt her scalp go numb and she did not dare to move.

The man reached out his hand and song ran was so frightened that she leaned back. The man reached his hand to her mouth and removed the edge of the tape with one hand while he held the chair with the other.

"I'll tear the tape off, but you have to promise not to shout, okay?"

Song ran nodded.

The man removed the tape from her mouth bit by bit. As soon as he did that, song ran immediately shouted, " help! Help! Help!