C230 Office Clandestine?

You turtle bastard!

As he rushed in, Li Nuo glanced up, only to see two intertwined shadows. At this moment, Feng Yimo was sitting on the swivel chair, and Yin Lanxi was currently lying in front of him, his hand still placed on the woman's shoulder. Most of the clothes on Yin Lanxi's body had already been torn off, and at this moment, the two's postures were ambiguous to the extreme