Watching the blush spread across Ming Yao's face, Gu Siting's Adam's apple bobbed. He gripped her chin and deeply kissed her.
Her breathing and taste buds were instantly overwhelmed by his breath. Ming Yao's long eyelashes trembled, her hands tightly clutched his shirt collar, and her heart rate uncontrollably sped up.
Not knowing how much time had passed, just as she was about to run out of breath, he finally let her go.
His large hand moved from her slender back to her waistline.
Ming Yao held his hand, her eyes shimmering as she spoke, "We can't!"
Gu Siting's dark eyes were deep, and his voice was husky, "My heart really is okay now."
"It's not about the heart. It's because we're in the office... Ah!"
Before she could finish, the man suddenly stood up, holding her.
Ming Yao, afraid of falling, reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs hooked around his waist.
"What are you doing?"