The light in the room became dimmer and dimmer again.
From Joseph's point of view, there was a beauty that could not be said. There was a thin fog in her eyes. She was very cute, and for a time, there was a kind of full love filling his chest.
He could not help but bow his head, and his thin lips covered her little mouth.
Irish froze, and by the time she reacted, his kiss was already on her. She hurriedly pushed him away, moved her face aside, and breathed a little urgently. "Is everything all right? I'm going home. I'm tired."
He still clasped her, bowed his head, kissed her, and his breath swept along her side face.
The breathing of the two was tangled, and she could hear his aggravated breathing.
"I won't force you to attend the general meeting. I'll tell you afterwards, of course, what important decisions the company has made." He said in a low voice in her ears.
