The atmosphere in the office gradually grew intimate.
Jiang Xun sat right on the desk and turned sideways to look at Fu Yanli, meeting his deep, desire-filled gaze.
His lips curled slightly as he deliberately drew out his words. "Am I pretty?"
His clear voice held a hint of soft warmth, as though he had a sweet but not cloying candy in his mouth.
Fu Yanli remained seated upright in his office chair. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and when he spoke again, his tone was no longer as steady as before, his voice low and husky. "Yes."
Like a kitten that loved to act spoiled but had a bad temper and would bristle.
"Xiao Xun, this is the office. What are you planning?"
He had clearly already guessed Jiang Xun's intentions, yet he still asked, far less proper than he appeared on the surface.
Jiang Xun raised a hand and idly stroked the cat ears on his head. "I felt like trying something new today."
He really had never done anything with Fu Yanli in the office beyond kissing and hugging.
"Something new?" Fu Yanli stood as he spoke.
He walked unhurriedly around to Jiang Xun, braced both hands on the edge of the solid wood desk on either side of him, and leaned closer, slowly drawing the words from his throat. "What kind of something new?"
Fu Yanli stared at the person before him without looking away for an instant, but his hand settled on the tail behind Jiang Xun, his clean, slender fingers curling around the fluffy tail and gently stroking it.
It felt so good that he could not bear to let go.
Jiang Xun bent his index finger and tapped the solid wood desktop. "Here."
Then he lifted his eyes to meet Fu Yanli's burning