Qin Chuan, hearing this, quietly scratched the back of his head, revealing an awkward expression.
"Don't just stand there, close the door and come sit down."
The charming Luo Yi patted the spot next to her, signaling Qin Chuan to sit down.
Qin Chuan nodded, turned around to lock the office door, and then sat beside her.
But as soon as he sat down, Luo Yi's voluptuous body leaned in against him.
The two soft, full, and bouncy mounds on her chest pressed against his arm, the half-exposed cleavage seemingly on the verge of breaking free from its constraints.
At the same time, a faint fragrance of perfume wafted into his nostrils.
The subtle and alluring scent seemed to contain some magic, making him suddenly feel parched.
"You heartless little rascal, you've been away so long without visiting Aunt Luo. Are you planning to leave without a word after taking advantage?" Luo Yi teasingly hooked Qin Chuan's chin with her finger.
