In the office.
Sun Zhe suddenly swept Meng Shiyang into his arms and strode toward the small room inside.
"Little fox, how many rounds do you want from Master?"
"Mmm… this time, we'll need at least five little umbrellas, or I'm not letting you leave today."
Sun Zhe praised, "Ambitious!"
"Of course!"
Sun Zhe put Meng Shiyang down and asked, "I'm not the problem, but can you handle it?"
Meng Shiyang huffed delicately, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Don't you underestimate me. But Master, are you sure you don't want me to wear the fox tail?"
"Maybe next time. We're in a hurry today, and besides, wearing it is a hassle."
As they spoke, Sun Zhe had already begun removing Meng Shiyang's white lab coat.
A sweet, fragrant scent instantly filled the air, intoxicating and refreshing. She was the same as ever, always wearing something sexy and provocative beneath her sacred white coat.
