cholic tone: "Xiao Chen, this is Grandpa's final wish. I don't want you to go against my wishes."Cold Night sank his head, finally solemnly agreeing: "Yes! Grandson understands! Grandson will definite..."Yimò…" Leng Yè chén suddenly softly called out Tong Yìmò's name. His big palm cupped her face, gently lifting her small face up, straight into his own eyes, and said deeply, "I want to kiss you."

"No—" can...

Unable to refuse, he suddenly leaned down and sealed her lips with his. His dark eyes met hers at such close proximity, facing the woman who stood speechless in surprise.

When the scorching heat traveled from his lips to hers, Tong Yimo felt like she was under a spell.

In the cold night, Leng Ye’s black eyes burned with intense heat. His eyes seemed to be on fire as he held Tong Yi Mo's face in his hands and gently sucked on her lips.

Tong Yi Mo was completely caught off guard, unable to react. She stared with wide eyes at the other pair of eyes that mirrored her own. They were so close, she had softened and slumped into his embrace.

His hot lips pressed against her trembling ones, the kiss was tender, with a sweetness that hinted at forbidden desire...

Tong Yimo's cheeks flushed red from his kiss, and every cell in her body seemed to become more sensitive. Her originally wide eyes slowly drooped involuntarily.

This kind of crunchy, tingling, electrifying feeling spreads from the lips to every sensitive cell in the body.

Unknowingly, Tong Yimo slowly closed her eyes and savored the kiss.

She didn't kiss him back, but she no longer resisted his kisses!

In the cold night, Chen suffered a surprise. His heart was overwhelmed with emotion and couldn't help but feel moved.

To kiss her had been the thing he'd longed for his whole life.

He held her face in his hands, pressing his lips against hers in a kiss that was hard to break away from.

In the office, this overly intimate scene made Lu Yirou, who was waiting outside the door, feel awkward and heartbroken.

She didn't see how the two of them ended up kissing, but in her subconscious, it must have been Tong Yimo seducing Leng Yechen.

What kind of love potion did this woman give Leng Yechen

"Cough—" Luo Yi took a deep breath, cleared her throat, and knocked lightly on the glass door of the office. She was trying to cool down the two people inside who were kissing passionately.

"Mr. Leng, in five minutes, you need to go to Conference Room No. 1 for a meeting."

When the gentle voice reached his ears, Leng Ye struggled to pull himself out of the overly sweet kiss.

He reluctantly ended the deep kiss, his full forehead pressed against her brow, his nose lingering lovingly on the tip of hers.

Leng Ye Chen didn't say anything, the flames in his black eyes hadn't subsided. He patiently waited for her to open her eyes from just a few centimeters away.

The scorching breath was right at her nose, Tong Yimo's heart beat erratically, out of rhythm, and her whole body trembled.

She lacked the courage to open her eyes, almost afraid to face him.

This kiss, inexplicably made her face flush and her heart beat faster, with a lingering aftertaste.

"You still want me to kiss you, hmm" Leng Yechen said meaningfully, his thin lips curving upwards in a smile that didn't diminish. "What if I don't go to work today We can go home and continue..."

Tong Yi Mo's eyes suddenly opened, almost forgetting the indescribable feeling she just had. She stared at Leng Ye Chen with a pair of copper-bell like big eyes.

Her hands remained pressed against his chest, pulling his shirt into two crumpled bunches. It was only now that she fully came to her senses, letting go and stepping back slightly before delivering a forceful punch to his chest: "You scoundrel!"

Goodness gracious!

She just...

Lost in the kiss...

"Mr. Leng, would you like me to reschedule your itinerary" Luo Yirou stood outside the president's office with a schedule in her hand, expressionless, feigning meticulousness as she asked.

Tong Yi Mo's face flushed with embarrassment, she quickly stopped and said, "I'll be right there!"

Cold Night held Tong Yimo's hand in his, his thumb resting under her chin. His fingertips gently caressed her lips, which were slightly swollen from his kiss. Then, with a doting smile, he scratched her nose and instructed, "Be careful on the way home."

"Hmm." Tong Yimo obediently nodded, pulled her hand out of Leng Yechen's grasp, and turned to leave.

When she brushed past Lu Yirou, Lu Yirou caught sight of her entire earlobe turning crimson with a glance, feeling a surge of disdain. She turned her head and fixed her gaze on Leng Yeshen.

Just moments ago, he was showering a woman with tenderness, but in the blink of an eye, back at his work station, he donned a cold and stern expression.

During the time she's known him, she's never seen him be this patient and gentle with anyone else.

Could it be that...

Did he fall in love with Tong Yi Mo

"Brother, your shirt is wrinkled." Luo Yirou strolled to Leng Yechen's desk and kindly reminded him.

Leng Yechen seemed unfazed. He removed his suit jacket and hung it on the floor-standing rack, then calmly picked up the file on the table and said, "Let's go to Conference Room No. 1 now."

As he walked alone to the office door, he suddenly remembered something, tilted his head slightly, and ordered: "Go down and tell them, from now on, no one is allowed to stop the Madam when she comes to the company."

"Okay," Luo Yi softly nodded in response, then re-stuck the itinerary in her hand onto the schedule calendar on her desk.

At this time, Leng Ye Chen had already left the president's office.

Luo Yi lowered her eyes softly, the corners of them unconsciously becoming moist.

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