Mu Shaoci's fair face was sharply cold with clearly defined angles, and his deep eyes fixed intently on her, his wet hair constantly dripping droplets.
Those droplets slid down his muscular torso into his tight black briefs.
Ripples stirred as the man approached her.
He tilted his head and smiled, "Assistant Shen, appearing in my room, are you trying to seduce me?"
Shen Lu took a deep breath, "The staff must have made a mistake with the room number. I'm very sorry, President Mu, I'll leave right now."
She turned to climb out, but suddenly, a pair of large hands tightly gripped her slender waist.
Shen Lu felt her breath catch, and as she turned back, she saw the man's mocking smile.
"What is this, President Mu?"
Mu Shaoci tightened his arms, and her back pressed firmly against his chest.
The warm touch tensed Shen Lu's nerves.
"President Mu, men and women shouldn't touch, please let go of me otherwise I'll have to call out..."
