The secret of the bottom of the skirt, the cumulative misunderstandings that drive people to make important decisions.

There's only one lamp left in the night's office, three of our colleagues left behind because of overtime, and she's dressed up, and she's normally cold, and she's standing up to the man's supervisor for a little while, and she's breathing close to her ear, and the other male colleague is standing behind him, looking at the shadow of two people, and his face is turning from surprise to insinuation, and the sound of rain outside the window conceals the small breath of the room, and the female staff member's eyes meet with two people, and the air is condensed, and she suddenly pulls herself in close proximity to the chief's chest, and the hand of her male colleague is attached to her waist.