Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Inside the office, the lights were especially bright.
Qiao Qiao sat on her desk.
There was no one here. She was in a relatively relaxed and casual state. Her toes hooked into her high heels, and her slender calves swayed. The heels swayed up and down in the arc of her calves.
She raised her hand to comb her hair. As a few buttons on her chest had been undone, this posture made her breasts look especially full and juicy.
She’d felt a little breathless from the tight squeeze, but she felt better now. She couldn’t help but think that if she wore this to work every day in the future, she would suffocate.
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