When Bei Ran was at work, she wore a light makeup and a pale shade of lipstick on her lips.
So, just as Bei Ran was about to move away, Gu Qingchen held up her delicate face.
He seemed pleased that she cared about his relationship with Song Ziyu, and thus, he deepened their kiss...
After four years together, they were familiar with each other's scent.
Once believed to be a mere contract of convenience, their entanglement lingered on like unbreakable strands of a lotus root.
Bei Ran let out a soft moan, not expecting that she and he would lose control in the office...
Perhaps it was her light moan that brought Gu Qingchen back to his senses.
Bei Ran also lifted her eyes to look at the man above her, his features handsome beyond compare, shining like a precious piece of porcelain, yet, he kept his emotions well in control, just like the scalpel in his hands, not a bit too much nor too little.