Wen Liyu finished a busy day, leaned over the table, and poked her fingers on the notebook a few times, "Uncle, are you going on a business trip?"
Fu Wenting continued writing. "Well, you come with me."
"Where are you going?" Wen Liyu stood up and sat down next to him clingingly.
"Go to Yun City." Fu Wenting hadn't finished writing the document in his hand yet. He reached out and hugged her in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, passing his arm under her arm, and continued to look through the documents.
Wen Liyu paused, "Why are you going there suddenly? It must be a long car ride."
"Yeah." Fu Wenting lifted her up, faced her, lowered his head and kissed her lips.
The two of them kissed each other intimately, for a long and lingering kiss.
In an office where someone might come in at any time.
When Wen Liyu thought of this, her fingers unconsciously pinched Fu Wenting's hard arm.
She wanted to end the kiss, but her head was held down, and she had nowhere to escape and had to passively endure the sudden and intense passion.
The sound of water and sobbing filled the office.
“Knock knock.”
The sudden knock on the door made Wen Liyu's body tremble violently.
She struggled even harder, clenched her fists and tapped Fu Wenting's back to remind him.
Fu Wenting seemed not to hear anything. His eyes were sharp, with the corners of his eyes tinged with a dark red of lust.
The staring gaze made Wen Liyu tremble all over, like a small animal about to be swallowed, nervous and scared.
The person outside the office door did not leave. He did not open the door without permission, but chose to continue knocking.
In a situation where someone could come in at any time, Wen Liyu was held and changed to a different position, from sitting astride his legs to sitting on the table.
Her lips were moistened by the water, and her beautiful and delicate face was like a gorgeous flower, trembling and blooming in Fu Wenting's eyes.
There was a misty fog between her eyebrows, and her confused and innocent look made people want to hold her in their arms, ravage her mercilessly, and knead her into a delicate flower that could only see themselves.
"Wenting..." Wen Liyu kept gasping for breath, trying hard to calm her breathing.
No one can know what they were doing just now.
Fu Wenting didn't appreciate it at all. He stood up and moved closer to her.
The big hand slowly moved down from her shoulder, the back of the hand rubbed across a plump side curve, and finally rested on her slender waist.
He placed his thumb on the round bottom, pinched her slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.
The distance between the two of them was almost non-existent, their skin pressed tightly together through their clothes, transmitting each other's warmth.
'Knock knock...'
"Director, are you there?" Assistant Xiao Chen stood at the door and glanced at the guard standing guard at the door with confusion.
The other person looked at him and nodded, indicating that the director had not gone out and was still in the office.
Xiao Chen frowned. The director never failed to respond. What exactly happened?
He was holding a document that needed the director's signature before it could be issued. Time was tight and it needed to be completed within today.
If not, he wouldn't have been knocking on the door here all the time.
Clearly, when he left just now, the director took the initiative to ask about this matter.
He had been gone less than half an hour.
Compared with Xiao Chen outside the door, Director Fu in the room looked obviously more anxious.
His hands moved slowly over Wen Liyu's body, brushing every part of her body, slowly searching for something.
Opening up a brand new map.
Wen Liyu covered her mouth with her hands, trying hard to suppress her panting and the occasional uncontrollable low moans.
Her whole body was dyed with a beautiful light pink, and her fair and rosy skin made her look even more delicious and tender.
"Xiaoyu, why are you covering your mouth?" Fu Wenting leaned over and asked with ease, his voice hoarse and low, "Don't you want others to hear?"
"Hmm!" Wen Liyu tried hard to suppress the trembling of her body and glared at him fiercely.
She let go of his hand, turned her face to the side, and bit his arm that was supporting her face, "Bad!"
Fu Wenting laughed despite being bitten, his clear eyes were filled with lust, and the seriousness between his brows disappeared.
Like a young boy, his movements became more and more forceful, holding her in his arms.
“…!” Wen Liyu subconsciously wanted to dodge, but was stopped by him.
She opened her mouth, looked up with grievance and confusion, "Don't..."
"Don't be afraid." Fu Wenting held her in his arms again and let her sit sideways on his lap.
Wen Liyu held down someone's rebellious hand, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she looked like she was about to curse.
“Fu…!”
Before she could call her a beast, Fu Wenting immediately took the initiative and lowered his head to kiss her.
'Bang bang...' The knocks on the door became heavier, as if the person outside had lost patience and wanted to use louder noises to alert the person inside.
Wen Liyu soon became immersed in Fu Wenting's increasingly powerful kissing skills.
The slight lack of oxygen made her head a mess, and she couldn't remember what she wanted to do just now.
Fu Wenting took advantage of the victory and expanded his territory bit by bit.
"Hmm!" Wen Liyu opened her eyes immediately and began to struggle when she was touched.
Fu Wenting kissed her from the corner of her mouth to her neck, comforting her little by little, "Don't be afraid."
“It won’t be the last step.”
Wen Liyu's legs trembled and her toes tensed, "No..."
"Be good." Fu Wenting raised his thin lips and gently held her earlobe.
"Just a little."
Wen Liyu shook her head, tears in her eyes.
"If you don't like it, I'll stop right away." Fu Wenting's voice was gentle and low, like a feather constantly passing through Wen Liyu's heart, and a dense itch spread throughout her body.
"Bang, bang, bang... Director, are you there?"
The person outside not only knocked on the door, but also started asking questions, as if he would not give up until he got a response.
Wen Liyu's calves were tense with nervousness, and just when her attention was focused elsewhere, Fu Wenting continued without waiting for her to react.
She felt a tingling sensation rising from her tailbone, and the strange feeling made her body immediately go limp, and she could only cling to Fu Wenting.
Like a boneless dodder, she rested her arms on his broad arms, pressed her cheek against his chest, and listened to his violently beating heartbeat.
Wen Liyu's breathing rate changed, and her eyes were misty, hazy and out of focus.
The person outside was still knocking on the door, and other people heard the noise. Suddenly, several employees outside could be heard asking anxious questions and expressing doubts.
Fu Wenting turned a deaf ear to him, his mind and eyes filled with only the person in his arms.
He stared at her closely, taking in all her expressions.
There was a glimmer of tears in Wen Liyu's eyes, her fingers hung limply, and she had no strength in her body.
The tears that gathered in Wen Liyu's eyes rolled down and fell on Fu Wenting's chest, "Wenting..."
Her voice was soft and trembling, and her pitiful appearance melted the man's heart.
Fu Wenting lifted his chin with the hand that was around her, lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the lips, "Xiaoyu is amazing."
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