Shen Yi reached out and felt for the waistband of his trousers.
The finely textured dress trousers were unbuttoned at his fingertips, the zipper pulled down, and then the edge of the underwear hugging the lower abdomen was also peeled back, a fierce Alpha pheromone instantly steaming into the air, and Shen Yi took an involuntary, deep breath.
Although Alphas were naturally like this, Yuan Chen's pheromones were always exceptionally aggressive.
Even though they met all day, every time he faced them directly, the visual impact was still too much to handle.
Shen Yi knelt straight, adjusting his posture, and Yuan Chen was looking down at him from above, his gaze deep and dark.
Shen Yi swallowed silently.
...It must be madness.
The meticulously groomed President Yuan in the office, and him looking like this right now-all reason evaporated at this moment.
"Head... please don't press down, I'll do it myself."
A very light laugh came from above his head.
Shen Yi ignored him.
"Ha..."
Yuan Chen let out a lazy sigh.
He tilted his head slightly, lowering his gaze to look at that face.
To be honest, Shen Yi's technique was not particularly good, and his movements were also awkward.
Even so, the visual stimulation was already intense enough.
Especially in the office, the kneeling Secretary Department Head wearing everyday work attire presented a striking image, enough to make any man's blood run hot.
Yuan Chen was even more excited than usual because of it.
Because of the leaning-forward posture, the employee ID card hanging around Shen Yi's neck swayed in the air.
Yuan Chen gently tapped it with the tip of his shoe, "Secretary Department Head", the four clearly engraved characters on it once again a reminder that this was fundamentally not someone who should be doing this