Rosa, satisfied, simply bypassed the desk, walked to Xiang Yuan, and perched on the edge of the table.
The secrets of her body were alluringly half-hidden, half-revealed.
Usually, by now, Xiang Yuan would have been unable to resist and would have rushed toward her.
Being with her sometimes wasn't just about sexual desire for Xiang Yuan; it was his way of releasing pressure after work. Especially now, struggling with Lin Qi's proposal, he naturally needed to vent. She was sure he couldn't refuse.
But tonight, Xiang Yuan surprisingly controlled himself, stood up abruptly, stepped back several paces, escaping the allure between them.
Although his sudden rise was a bit awkward, nearly knocking over the office chair, he was indeed resisting.
Xiang Yuan took a deep breath, "Rosa, please disappear now!"
