After a moment of trance, Qiao Xu suddenly came to his senses, looking at the man who was close at hand in front of him, and the powerful momentum rushed to his face.

"What do you want to do when you knock on the door in such a hurry?"

Lu Moqing's slightly deep voice, magnetic and sexy, sounded in front of her, invisibly revealing a vague charm.

"You ......"

When it came to his mouth, he was interrupted by Lu Moqing's two playful chuckles, he supported the door behind Qiao Xu with one hand, curled into a fist with the other hand and lowered his lips, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"You don't want to come in and see me take a shower."

Qiao Xu's face suddenly sank, thinking about the moment when he was outside the door just now, his face became more and more unsightly.

"If you want to see it, you can just tell me, and I won't refuse."

The fingers gently brushed away the hair that covered Qiao Xu's forehead, and the calloused fingertips swept across Qiao Xu's delicate skin, with a faint itch.

Qiao Xu's body shook involuntarily, and his face ducked to the side, avoiding Lu Moqing's touch.

"You're thinking too much."

Qiao Xu's eyes were a little unnatural, deliberately avoiding Lu Moqing's scorching and visiting gaze.

"Isn't it? Could it be ......?"

Lu Moqing's head was lowered a little, and Qiao Xu's face was closer, and the warm breath was a little stronger, "Are you worried about me?" The voice that shouted at me outside just now sounded quite nervous. ”

Hearing this, Qiao Xu's brows couldn't help frowning.

At this time, Lu Moqing was wearing a loose white bathrobe, the straps of the bathrobe were tied casually, the neckline was a little open, and the obvious wound on his forehead gave people a wild and sensual attraction.

The male hormones that were exuded intentionally or unintentionally made Qiao Xu's heartbeat start to beat uncontrollably.

Raising his eyes to meet his playful gaze, realizing that his nervousness just now seemed to have been noticed by Lu Moqing, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, "I just want to see if you're dead." ”

Lu Moqing saw that she was annoyed, and the smile in his eyes increased a little.

"Don't worry, how can I bear to let you be widowed."

The ambiguous words, accompanied by a trembling masculine atmosphere, knocked on Qiao Xu's heart word by word.

Qiao Xu looked at his slightly flat smile, and didn't know why he had the illusion that he had calculated it.

"Are you alright?"

She looked at Lu Moqing with a cold face and asked in a deep voice.

Lu Moqing was stunned, and then said: "It's okay now, but I won't know later." ”

Qiao Xu didn't want to play tricks with him, so after glancing at him with cold eyes, he pushed Lu Moqing's body away, opened the bathroom door with a cold face and walked out.

Lu Moqing was not angry when Qiao Xu dumped his face, he only lowered his eyes and laughed twice before walking out behind Qiao Xu.

poured a glass of red wine for the two of them in front of the bar, turned his head to look at the woman who was working seriously in front of the computer, and his thin lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

He didn't bother her, just leaned lazily against the bar.

The computer screen emitted a faint light, resting on the woman's delicate and perfect facial features, and he watched quietly, in a trance, a little distracted.

I can't help but think that if the two of them were still three years ago, she was by his side, he looked at her quietly, no matter when and where, he could justifiably call her wife.

The bottom of my heart suddenly gave birth to a feeling of being quiet and good, but the reality is completely different.