After Yhan Xi left, Xiao Yu clenched her fists in shame and frustration, pounding them on the man's chest, and complained, "It's all your fault, from now on, no kissing in the office, or my reputation will be ruined."
Gong Ting was engaged to The Queen after all, and if rumors spread about him and her in private, it wouldn't be good for him either.
Gong Ting hooked her hair with his slender index finger, twirling it at his fingertips, and stared at her disdainfully, "You still have a reputation?"
Xiao Yu glared at him, "Annoying! Anyway, no touching me in public, and no kissing either."
Gong Ting looked at her with a smile, "So what you mean is, not in public, I can touch and kiss you?"
Seeing the meaningful look in the man's eyes, Xiao Yu inexplicably blushed a little. She glared at him and moved away, "I'm going down to pack my things."
Gong Ting let her go easily, only feeling secure when she was under his watch.
