Office style.

Late at night, the office lights were dark, the boss sat behind the table, the secretary came close to him in a professional suit to prepare his collar, moving softly, while the two were suddenly close, staring at the air, breathing loudly, the secretary's finger was stuck in the collar for a moment, the boss's throat moved softly, and the outside of the window, the city nymphs were not stopped. The rainbow was seen in both of them, and the mood was rising, and she whispered in her ear, and her hands were on his shoulder, and the temperature was on his shoulders, and the relationship between the two had crossed completely, at this moment, the secretary's eyes were dark, the boss's breath was sharpening, and the outside feet were ringing, and the two were separated from each other, and there was no way of covering up.