Jamie Shen smiled in her ear and pressed the button of the elevator with his long arm.
“Ding.” The elevator was closed. Jamie pressed her between himself and the wall, leaning down and kissing her with blushing words in her ear.
Marylin Ye had a hard time catching her breath. She pushed him away and murmured to refuse: "Mr. Shen, we are in the company. You should care about your image."
Jamie clasped her waist harder and mocked in a low voice: "There are no cameras in my exclusive elevator. What are you afraid of?"
Marylin stuttered: "Even if there's no camera... you also can’t. The colleagues will pass around, and they'll misunderstand us."
Jamie was a bit annoyed at her words and pushed her away, glancing sideways at her: "Are you still afraid of being misunderstood by your colleagues? Have I shamed you?"
"No." murmured Marylin.
His eyes gradually fell on her one-step skirt and the pair of snow-white long legs underneath it, then he sneered and questioned: "Who asked you to come out dressed like this? Hmm?"
Marylin answered with truthfulness: "Mr. Shen, this is the company's regulation. All female employees are required to wear formal dresses. Xiaoran Shi and the other girls also wear working skirts."
"They can, but you can’t," Jamie said in a fierce and peremptory tone. "You can choose to wear trousers. Why do you have to wear a skirt?"
Marylin wailed in her heart: I only have two sets of work suits. If I have to buy trousers, won't I have to spend money again? How do I get the money for clothes...
Jamie seemed to have seen through her thoughts, pinching her jaw with his fingertips, and forced her to look directly into his eyes: "If you don't have money, I can go shopping with you ."
"How can you?" Marylin said: "I'll just buy it myself. If others see you accompanying me to buy clothes, they'll talk behind my back."
"Marylin!" Jamie got angry: "Are you afraid of being seen with me?"
Marylin was shocked by Jamie's furious words, and even her voice trembled slightly: "I’m not."
"Then why do you fear so much?" Jamie lightly pinch her cheeks habitually and asked again: "Did Cheng Lu look for you any more?"
Marylin paused and shook her head fiercely.
"Well." Jamie reminded her: "You'd better not let me get anything suspicious on you at all, or else guess what I'll do to you?" He slid his hand along her skirt inside.
Marylin soon got weak, her hand subconsciously clutching his shoulders and hugging his strong body, to not fall feebly.
She begged him in distress: "Mr. Shen, please stop. I have to work later."
The more she begged him, the more he refused to let her go and said: "You shouldn't beg me. It’s meaningless. You want it too. Why pretend to be so innocent?"
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