Liona felt sleepy. Suddenly something suffocated her breath. She immediately woke up to see Killian was on top of her.
His thin kiss fell like a dragonfly on water, like spring rain, soft and dense, filled with endless tenderness and love, swimming between the jade neck and the cherry lips, gradually deepening with his increasingly rapid breathing, affectionate and sultry.
Her whole body was numb from his kiss, her head was dizzy, and she kissed him back like a reflex.
Just as the two were kissing each other inseparably, someone knocked on the door: “Sir, Secretary Miles is here.”
Liona suddenly jumped up: “I have to go.”
Killian was very calm: “He has already arrived. At the door, it’s too late for you to leave.”
Liona stared at him with a bad look on her face. I want to jump out of
