Debra had initially wanted to trouble Sandra by assigning her a small office.

Now the space was cramped and hot.

As Sandra handed Wesley the tea, her body leaned forward, revealing her collarbone.

A layer of sweat formed on Wesley's forehead, and he immediately drank it up.

"Hey, it's hot!"

Wesley suddenly stood up and swiftly walked out.

Sandra couldn't help but smile at the sight of his disheveled figure.

His tongue was probably numb.

He ...