C408 It's Just a Bed Isn't It

If it was Ann Ruoxi who was sitting in the arms of Liu Xiwei, there would probably be no such phrase as' one doesn't know when to hold back 'by now.

"No, no, Director Di, I really have a short circuit in my brain. Let's forget about it tonight. Another day, another day okay …"

Ann Ruoxi pleaded with an upset expression. In Di Chenjue's eyes, this was more like an invitation to refuse.

"Alright