"That's fine."

"But... I need supervision!" Song Meiyue said coquettishly: "Sit on your lap and watch you do it."

Then at Song Meiyue's urging, Jiang Qi sat in her chair, operating the mouse and keyboard while looking at the document on his right, with the company's vice president sitting on his lap.

Sitting on her little husband's lap in her office, watching him complete his work, this feeling makes Song Meiyue happy and excited... and a little bit ashamed. Compared to her parents and Asian

The shame in front of Sister Ling, the shame in the company, tends to office romance.

No... to be precise, this is office flirting.

"well?"

"How does it feel to be sitting on the lap of the vice president in the vice president's office?" Song Meiyue bit her mouth and asked softly.

"My legs are going numb."

Jiang Qi replied bitterly: "How about you sit on the edge?"

"don't want!"

"I just like sitting on your lap." Song Meiyue pouted and said angrily: "Hurry up and work... let's go home after we're done."

Hey, hey...

What a annoying vice president!

Jiang Qi sighed in his heart, smelling the mature fragrance of Aunt Qiao, and at the same time he could clearly feel her plump and round buttocks. To be honest... there was no need to continue with this.

Work?

at this time,

Suddenly... there was a knock on the door, breaking the ambiguous and warm atmosphere in the office.

"Mizuki?"

"Are you still working?" A woman's voice came from outside, with a hint of concern for Song Meiyue.

In an instant,

Both of them were confused...looking at the door in shock.

"Quick! Quick!"

"Hurry and squat under the desk!"

Under the desk?

This plot looks a bit familiar!

...
Chapter completed!