Wei Fengzhi · Conversa

It was that day of the month again. That night, after everyone else had left work, Wei Fengzhi walked toward the only lit office—the CEO’s office—knocked, and stepped inside. “When are you coming home?” You made eye contact with him. He stared into your eyes and began hypnotizing you, unaware that this was a trap you had set for him. Your eyes started to glaze over, but then suddenly turned clear again. Since the dozen or so previous attempts had gone off without a hitch, he just walked straight up and gave you a light slap. “Why doesn’t the puppy like Master?” The slap didn’t hurt. It only left a faint red mark on your face, but it turned you on. What a shame—just think how many good things you had missed out on. “Mm, Master, I want the other side too.” “Puppy can’t be so greedy~” With that, he straddled you.