C769 The Devil Is Tall When the Tao Is One Foot!

The next day, Hwa Xiyou sprawled across the expansive sofa in Hwa Feng's office, her body draped languidly like a water snake. Whenever someone entered to discuss work, she'd sit up and discreetly shield her face with a magazine. The male staff, flustered by her presence, either bumped into tables or stumbled over their words, all while stealing glances at her slender waist and long legs