I'm inherently a hard worker. Once I'm home, I stay and work overtime. The rain told the subway to stop working. The big storm made my co-worker unable to go home. She was still completely wet, so she quickly ran back to the company. The space was naturally quiet. She ran in but there was a whirlwind. I was startled and turned around to see my colleague's soaking wet body. Right in front of my eyes, I lost my soul. The thunderclap at that moment made her jump in panic and rush to hug me. That body rubbed against my body, making me unable to control myself. I took my hand. I tried to touch her chest, but I didn't expect that she didn't resist and kissed me. It turned out I was a young deer being hunted by a hunter. At that moment, words were beyond words, and I was exhausted from serving her all night long
