With a click, Mo Yan twisted open the door lock without looking at it. She did not dare to turn around and could only stare at Zhou Shuai.
Zhou Shuai heard the sound of the door unlocking, but his unhurried footsteps seemed to show that he was certain that Mo Yan could not escape.
"Supervisor Zhou, what are you doing? It's time for me to get off work."
"Mo Yan, you're so beautiful. The more I look at you, the more beautiful you become. Especially when you're angry, you look extra seductive, it makes me want to eat you up."
Zhou Shuai's footsteps were a little flighty, it was obvious that he had drunk quite a lot of wine. The gaze that he used to size Mo Yan up became more lascivious. Mo Yan wished that there was a wine bottle beside her that she could use to smash his head.
