The delicate skin at her neck was exposed in the man's gaze, her collarbone tempting with each breath.
She moistened her lips and kissed him there.
A cool sensation spread, and Wen Tang held her breath, not daring to move or shift.
The kisses became heavier, biting, sucking, and the pain spread through her nerves and limbs.
"Hiss—"
Wen Tang clenched her fists as the taste of blood burst in Pei Heyan's mouth.
He wiped his mouth with his fingertips while Wen Tang instinctively touched her neck.
Both painful and numb.
Without looking, she knew a kiss mark was inevitable.
"Today's kiss is just a minor punishment. If you dare to act out of line again in the future, it won't be as simple as a kiss," warned Pei Heyan.
Wen Tang turned and left the office.
Unfortunately, she ran right into Lu Nianxin.
Both let out a cry of pain.
Lu Nianxin rubbed her forehead and saw who it was, her anger rising: "Are you blind?"
