The corners of his mouth were filled with a playful smile, blocking her with the words she had used to anger Lu Xintong.

Qiao Xu's face turned dark, and his face was a little uncomfortable, "Lu Xintong came to disgust me if he had something to do, don't you want me to disgust her?" You're serious. ”

Qiao Xu gave him a look of disdain and sat back in his seat.

But Lu Moqing was not so easy to deal with, standing in front of her, his hands on the armrests of the chair, and directly imprisoned Qiao Xu between him and the chair.

"You kissed me."

"So what? Just kiss it, you still want me to compensate? ”

Qiao Xu looked at him with a little sarcasm.

Seeing that Lu Moqing squinted, his deep eyes overflowed with a bit of danger, "Don't you know that I am a person who will be revenged?" How can it be so easy for you to take advantage. ”

Qiao Xu was a little uncomfortable being confined in his arms like this, especially Lu Moqing's approaching aura, which would make her feel overwhelmed.

She pushed him away from in front of her, got up from the chair with a pretended to be careless, and said, "What do you want?" ”

She leaned against the desk behind her, her eyes looked directly into Lu Moqing's uneasy and kind eyes, and barely suppressed the waves in her heart.

"Double up, of course."

When the words fell, Qiao Xu only felt that his waist was tight, and the person had been brought into his arms by Lu Moqing's strong arm.

She gritted her teeth and cursed in her heart, raising her head, "Lu ...... Not. ”

lips were instantly blocked by the kiss that Lu Moqing covered up.

Her eyes widened and she struggled angrily in his arms, but Lu Moqing seemed to be unwilling to let go of her, and the more she struggled, the more aggressive his kiss became.

At this time, Qiao Xu didn't know what this kiss meant to Lu Moqing.

The moment her lips touched her softness, her heart felt as if it had been struck by an electric current, sour and numb.

Her taste, sweet with a hint of sourness, easily hit his heart, every time.

This feeling is clearer and clearer every time.

"Lifelike ......"

For a long time, until Qiao Xu felt that she was about to run out of breath, Lu Moqing let go of her, and also gave her a brief respite.

The hand that was wrapped around Qiao Xu's waist did not let go.

He was afraid, afraid that as soon as he let go, she would be desperate to leave, like she had done four years ago.

He didn't want to think about it, he didn't care about anything, it had been eight years since that incident, and there was nothing to worry about.

If you think about it, isn't it himself who suffers?

"Let go."

Qiao Xu gritted his teeth and forced himself to ignore the sentence "Lifelike" that couldn't tell whether it was lust or affection, and his face was dyed with a little anger.

"Don't let go."

"You ......"

Qiao Xu gritted his teeth in anger, and didn't care that he still had an injury on his head, so he picked up the folders stacked in his hand and was about to smash them in Lu Moqing's face.

Lu Moqing ducked to the side, looking at her with a little grievance in his eyes, and the original affectionate style became clear at this moment.

"You want to murder your husband?"

"Fart!"

Qiao Xu was so angry that she couldn't help but burst out, "You're just an ex-husband!" ”

Lu Moqing was amused by her irritable appearance, holding Qiao Xu's hand, even more reluctant to let go, and even moved closer to her.

Qiao Xu instinctively stepped back, and his hand inadvertently bumped into the pile of documents behind him, and a photo frame placed behind the pile of documents fell to the ground.