Bo Fengheng slightly moved back and sat down on the ground.
"I got you wet." Mu Yin hurriedly tried to get off.
But just as she opened her mouth to speak, he kissed her eagerly. His breath, crisp and faintly laced with the taste of tobacco, filled her mouth.
"Mmm..." Mu Yin gripped his shirt tightly, somewhat at a loss.
After all, they were outside, with so many people watching.
Yet, he became more unrestrained, showing no signs of stopping.
"You really are a seductive little sprite." Caught in the fierce passion of his kiss, Bo Fengheng took a deep breath and lifted her up, "Let's go back!"
If this continued, he felt he would go mad.
Although he was supposed to be working today, his mind was completely filled with her.
Fortunately, he was usually capable of multitasking, which kept him from losing composure during the meetings.
