In the end, a cold voice left hanging, "Bring it in."
Bang—
It wasn't until the inner room's glass door was forcefully shut that Tong Ran snapped back to reality.
Pei Ruoshui, standing at the door, was obviously startled as well. She looked at Tong Ran in astonishment, having forgotten there was still a glass door between them, "What happened?"
Tong Ran walked over to open the door and let her in, shaking her head, "It's nothing."
"Did the president just... forcefully kiss you?" Pei Ruoshui looked ambiguously at the still reddened corners of her lips, hiding the shrewdness in her eyes, leaving only a touch of envy, "Oh my god, Xiao Ran, you're so lucky! That's the dream of so many girls!"
"Lucky? Ruoshui, stop joking with me," Tong Ran rolled her eyes; it should be indignation, right?
She truly couldn't understand why being forcefully kissed by Mo Nanjue would be considered a dream?!
When that man got affectionate, he probably didn't refuse any comers.
