From the tone of her voice, it seemed that Liu Min was jealous again.
But Zhou Qing had long been used to it, this woman just loves to be jealous…
At first, it was even Liu Yufei's jealousy.
Zhou Qing locked the office door behind him and walked over to Liu Min, placing his hand on her shoulder and gradually sliding it down, in no time, reaching into her bra.
He began kneading her large breasts.
Liu Min said, annoyed, "What are you doing? I'm not as good as your little secretary, be it age, body, or skin. I reckon we're vastly different in all aspects. You've been with your little secretary, can you even get excited with me?"
Looking at Liu Min's mournful expression, Zhou Qing did not stop his movements, continuing to tease her.
Liu Min was clearly struggling to resist, her cheeks growing progressively hotter.
Even so, she was still persisting, feigning modesty.
"So much endurance, huh!"
"Looks like you really don't want it then!"
"Fine, let's forget it."