arms....Ouyang Yan walked into the office, her high heels clicking on the floor. Li Yihan came back to his senses, his face still flushed.Your good friend, her skirt ripped, might need your help."Oh,..."I want another drink." Si Ye Chen looked at the juice in Ou Yan's hand. "I'm a little thirsty."

She raised her eyes and gestured to the juice in front of him, "Don't you have some"

Here's your translation:"heavily for a while before saying, "The foot bath you sent, the master didn't even bother to open it and take a look. It was Ou Yan who prepared the Chinese medicine packs, which the master soaks his...