Song Fengwan's fingers moved lightly on the keyboard. She prepared to pack her things and leave after typing this final report.
"Still writing?"
"Let me finish this part."
While speaking, Fu Chen had already walked behind her. He looked down from above and naturally placed his hands on both sides of her arms. He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. "How much longer?"
"Soon." Song Fengwan felt very uncomfortable with someone staring at her. Moreover, his actions made her feel restless and unable to calm down. The last sentence was written intermittently.
This person behind her didn't stop. He either touched her arm or touched her hair. Even if he didn't do anything overboard, he was disturbing her thoughts.
"Stay away from me."
"Can't I touch you?" Fu Chen was speechless. Am I being rejected by my little wife?
"You keep making me unable to write the last part well."
"What are you writing?"
