CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129 SHE WON’T EVEN LET GO OF HER HAND...

"I... I’m here to discuss something with Director Ji, but she seems to not be in her office. I’ll come back later to look for her."

Zhu Jianian hastily finished speaking and hurriedly fled in embarrassment.

Ling Ling watched her retreating, disheveled figure, the corners of her mouth curling into a mocking grin.

Zhu Jianian’s voice was overheard by the two people inside the office. Without even needing to look, Ji Wei could already imagine the utterly mortified expression Jianian must have had when caught in the act of spying.

Ji Wei replayed the scene in her mind, then covered her mouth with her hand and laughed lightly. "Your childhood sweetheart seems to have misunderstood what we were doing."

Mo Qian looked at the woman laughing charmingly in front of him, then suddenly bent down and scooped her up from the chair, placing her onto the desk.

Ji Wei was completely stunned by his sudden action. Only when the man propped his hands on either side of her body and leaned in close, his deep, dark eyes fixed steadily on her, did she snap out of it. "Mo Qian, what are you trying to do...?"

He leaned close to her ear, his voice soft and laced with endless enticement. "Confirm the misunderstanding we were just accused of."

Ji Wei’s eyes widened abruptly, instinctively trying to move back.

But Mo Qian firmly grasped her slender wrist. In the next instant, his thin lips captured her delicate, fair earlobe in a playful bite.

The tingling, ticklish sensation made Ji Wei’s body tremble immediately.

The man indulged in her scent, his lips and tongue trailing along the smooth curve of her ear down to her neck, and then to the alluring collarbone.

The neckline of Ji Wei’s white blouse already had two buttons undone, which made it all the easier for the man to overtake her territory, as he kissed her collarbone with lingering passion and started unbuttoning the rest of her shirt...

She was teased to the point where her eyes became misty, her body taut, and her legs instinctively pressed together.

Even though she was facing the inconvenient circumstance of being on her period, Ji Wei couldn’t help but feel that if this continued, she might lose control.

She tried to push him away, but her hands were pinned firmly against his broad chest by his single hand, completely unable to break free.

"Mo Qian, stop..."

Ji Wei attempted to plead, her voice trembling under his teasing touches.

Little did she know that this trembling tone, in the ears of a man already consumed by his desires, only served as an even deadlier temptation.

Her blouse had been opened, revealing the pastel pink bra underneath. The man’s eyes darkened further, savoring her like a gourmet delicacy, taking his time as he kissed and explored every inch of her porcelain skin.

Ji Wei shivered uncontrollably under his kisses. If not for his hand holding her waist, she might have already collapsed backward, limp.

The man’s breathing grew heavier, his deep, magnetic voice simultaneously stoked the woman’s attraction and heightened her nerves.

The fire in Mo Qian’s eyes had been ignited, and no matter how much Ji Wei might want to retreat, it was already far too late.

...

Half an hour later.

Ji Wei sat in her office chair, glaring resentfully at Mo Qian as he adjusted his perfectly neat suit and left through the door.

Her grip on the pen, tightened by embarrassment and anger, pressed forcefully against the document in front of her. Despite her effort, her hand still trembled uncontrollably, sore and weak, barely able to hold the pen!

She wanted to scream so badly!

As the indescribable scene from earlier replayed in her mind, Ji Wei’s cheeks flushed uncontrollably all over again.

She stared at the document for what felt like an eternity, yet not a single word entered her brain. Finally, she couldn’t suppress her internal roar any longer: "I swear I’m switching to a different office tomorrow!"