Liu Zhizhong, summoning courage from who knows where, went straight up and hugged Zuo Xintong from behind.
"I'm just feeling really upset inside..."
Zuo Xintong trembled all over, her whole body almost melting.
She let out a soft exclamation and quickly struggled: "Stop, don't mess around... Tang is up already, and there's also Minmin..."
"I don't care!" Liu Zhizhong, with a capricious demeanor, whispered in a low, powerful voice as he leaned close to her ear: "Director Tang is off practicing Tai Chi far away; he won't be back for a while. Minmin is still sleeping in; she's always such a heavy sleeper..."
"Sigh... you..." Zuo Xintong felt utterly helpless, clearly aware of something hot and hard pressing against her back.
She felt parched, her face burning and heart racing, filled with longing yet afraid, and could only say: "No, Zhizhong, I'm begging you... it's really not appropriate right now..."
