How do you feel about it

Lingxuyao's heart started to ripple, he looked at the assistant who was still in a daze, and with a warning look, the assistant immediately ran away tactfully.

He lifted his hand to take her words, and his big hand slid down her slender waist.

He led her into the office.

The heat on Jiang Shuxia's face had not dissipated yet, as she shyly kissed the man's chin, "This flower has eleven flowers!"

"Hmm?" The man lowered his gaze and looked at the flowers in his arms, then curled his lips. Waiting for her to finish.

Jiang Shuxia lifted her lips, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "The meaning of eleven lotuses is very good, a lifetime's worth of experience!"

Hearing that, the smile on the man's face widened.

Her thin lips pressed down against hers as she said, "This kind of thing is better left to me to do next time."

Jiang Shuxia climbed up the man's shoulders and maliciously blew some hot air into his cochlea.