COFFEE JELLY (2) - BONUS!

"You're the problem." He stood up and ensnared his arms around her waist. Instinctively, she pushed her palms against his chest, defining a distance between them despite the man's pull.

The lady leaned back and protested, "Hey!" She bowed her head as her cheeks flushed pink. 

"Mr. Yang? Why so formal? How smoothly it rolls on your tongue. I'm a bit… flustered." He inched forward, and gently brushed the tips of his lips against her cheek as he spoke. His warm breath jolted electricity onto the lady's body. Her burning cheeks turned even redder. 

He continued. "When we're just you and me, just call me like how you're used to. Say it." He became more demanding, proving that he's the boss.

"Y-Yang… Haoran… Can you… Can you let me go now? You're too close." She whispered almost inaudibly. Her arm with balled up fists slightly pushed him away.

He chuckled softly, leaning backward infinitesimally, but not quite freeing her entirely. "One more thing."