Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Kneel...kneel down? !

Luo Yu blushed so much that she almost smoked.

"No need..." Luo Yu's Adam's apple rolled up and she avoided Nan Qiao's direct gaze.

"Aren't you curious?"

Luo Yu refused, but Nan Qiao refused to let him go. As he spoke, he got a little closer, lowered his body, stood on one leg, and squeezed the other directly between Luo Yu's legs, pressing on the small piece of vacant sofa.

Just a little bit away from kissing her directly.

Once you kiss, you really can’t stop!

Luo Yu's pupils tightened, and she subconsciously tilted her head back, falling directly onto the back of the sofa.

The sofa was very soft, and when he leaned on it like this, his body involuntarily bounced a few times along with the sofa.

"Mr. Nan!" In desperation, Luo Yu reached out and covered Nan Qiao's mouth. All the warm breath exhaled from his mouth and nose fell on his hands, and Luo Yu finally realized what he had done.

"I'm not curious now." Luo Yu softened his voice and replied in a low voice with a guilty conscience.

After saying that, Luo Yu glanced at Nan Qiao carefully, pursed her lower lip slightly, and planned to take her hand back.

But it didn't work.

"... "

His hand just moved, probably less than a centimeter away from Nan Qiao's mouth, when Nan Qiao pressed it again and placed it on the side of her cheek.

There was no particularly important meeting today, so Nan Qiao didn't put on makeup. The skins of two different people were controlled by Nan Qiao and were in close contact with each other without any barriers.

"Then if I suddenly become curious, will you reject me?" Nan Qiao said, tilting her head and gently pressing her lips against Luo Yu's fingertips.

And his eyes were still staring at Luo Yu unwaveringly.

Probably because he hasn't drank water for a long time, Nan Qiao's lips are a little dry, but they are still soft, at least incomparable with fingers.

"Well..." Luo Yu trembled.

My whole body felt like it had been electrified. It was obviously just a touch of my fingertips, but even my tailbone felt a little numb. Luo Yu wanted to take back his hand, but he didn't dare, so he could only maintain this posture.

How dare he refuse! How can I... be willing to refuse.

Luo Yu was a little annoyed, but more importantly, you could tell by looking at his red cheeks.

Luo Yu bit her lip and threw the question back: "Then if I refuse, will you agree?"

"Heh..." Nan Qiao laughed.

"You locked the door when you came in just now. Do you want to tell me that this was just a matter of convenience?"

"You..." Luo Yu was speechless.

Definitely not. Who would lock the door when entering their boss's office? Why did he lock the door...

But wasn't Nan Qiao at work just now? Why did he know such a trivial thing? As a CEO, he still had to watch all directions and listen to all directions? It's really puzzling.

Luo Yu was silent for a while, and then he choked out a sentence: "Mr. Nan, is the office soundproofed?"

Nan Qiao didn't answer after hearing this. Instead, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you going to do if it's not soundproof?"

How could such an expensive office not be soundproofed? Luo Yu gave Nan Qiao a resentful look. He asked this question stupidly, but Nan Qiao came to tease him.

"Then I'll bite you, otherwise the sound will spread and ruin your reputation."

When Luo Yu mentioned the word "Qingyu", he even increased his voice, inexplicably gritting his teeth.

Although he has nothing to do with Nan Qiao, he clearly remembers that Nan Qiao's character is cold and ascetic. Is this OOC now, or has he made a hidden payment?

"Okay, then you can bite it." Nan Qiao smiled even more happily.

Luo Yu glanced at Nan Qiao, then pulled her neck down, and when she raised her head, the last distance was eliminated.

Suddenly, Nan Qiao's cell phone rang.

Nan Qiao ignored it, but Luo Yu, when he heard the movement, pushed Nan Qiao away.

"You'd better take a look, just in case there's something important." Moreover, if that's the case, Luo Yu's eyes flashed, maybe this time the nonsense can be avoided.

Nan Qiao glanced at Luo Yu's already brighter lips and saw the delusion in his heart, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he stood up and picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table.

It was only Nan Qiao who burst out laughing when he saw the news.

What's wrong? Luo Yu was still breathing, and when she saw Nan Qiao's reaction, she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"What a pity, it looks like your prayers are going to be in vain."

What's the meaning? Luo Yu didn't understand even more.

Nan Qiao handed the phone to Luo Wei.

on the screen--

"Hey! Your little boyfriend is here, so I can stop working overtime, right? [Pray] [Look forward]"

...

"Why are you ignoring me! You won't..."

...

"Dear President of Nanda, do you need me to send you some family planning supplies~~ [bad laugh] [bad laugh]"

...

"Okay, it doesn't seem necessary. I've already informed you. Don't worry, I promise no one will bother you. Remember to give me a raise."

Luo Yu was stunned.

This...this, this, can this be said? Such a thing?

Also, what is a "little boyfriend"? Is this an elegant title?

Luo Yu raised his head and looked at Nan Qiao. Nan Qiao tilted his head and chuckled: "Actually, the lounge also has carpets."

There were people coming and going outside and it was not clean, but she was the only one in the lounge.

very suitable.

Luo Yu had many questions to ask, but in the end he swallowed them all back into his stomach.

He put Nan Qiao's cell phone back on the coffee table, stood up silently, and walked towards the lounge first. Nan Qiao curled her lips and followed.

...

The carpet is indeed quite soft and feels good to the touch.

But - Luo Yu came to a conclusion - no matter how expensive or soft the carpet is, it will still hurt if you kneel for a long time.

...

More than an hour later, Luo Yu followed Nan Qiao out of the office with trembling legs.

It was really hard for him, so he took a bodybuilding class this morning, and in the afternoon he did countless squats in the gym, and now he does this again.

Every step Luo Yu takes now, he feels as if he is stepping on cotton. His calves are sore and numb, and his thighs are trembling. His legs feel like they have just grown. No matter how he walks, nothing feels right.

"Mr. Nan... next time you have an idea, can you tell me in advance?" Luo Yu said bitterly.

This saves him from being tortured morning, noon and night.

Although the process was pleasant, he really couldn't bear the aftereffects.

Nan Qiao closed the door, turned around and saw Luo Yu's quarreling appearance. He sighed helplessly, walked over and put his arms around Luo Yu's waist, letting him use his strength.

"Is there a possibility that I am looking for you to ask you out for dinner?"

In the end, he was lucky and served himself as a dish.

Luo Yu's expression froze, so he really misunderstood it at first, right? But Nan Qiao didn't refuse him later, which made him think that it was just for fun at the beginning.

"Then why did you change your mind later?" Luo Yu gritted his teeth.

"If you don't eat the meat delivered to your door, you won't get it for free." Nan Qiao seemed to not feel Luo Yu's resentful eyes, and said very calmly, "I am a businessman, and of course I cannot let go of any profit."

"... "

Well, he asked for it.

There was no one on the top floor now, so Nan Qiao simply hugged Luo Yu and walked for a while, and then let him go after entering the elevator.

It's okay to hug your waist when no one is around, but in the hall, in full view of everyone, it looks greasy and crooked. It's really not good-looking, it's too greasy.

As for Luo Yu, when she felt the force on her waist being withdrawn, her heart felt inexplicably empty and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Of course, he also knew rationally that on the one hand, this would have a bad influence on the company, and on the other hand, it was not convenient for his relationship with Nan Qiao to be exposed to the public.

However, he still felt a little depressed. After all, he and Nan Qiao had just ended.

As soon as I felt uncomfortable in my heart, my body became even more uncomfortable. The fatigue from a hard day's work came rushing back, and my whole body was sore.

Luo Yu lowered his head, his eyes dull.

"Ding——" The first floor has arrived.

"Let's go."

Luo Yu was still immersed in his own thoughts and didn't hear it.

"..." Nan Qiao was a little helpless. He was about to step out of the elevator, but then stepped back.

Nan Qiao turned around and took a step, walked to Luo Yu, and took the initiative to hold Luo Yu's hand.

"We're on the first floor."

"Ah, okay." Luo Yu came to her senses when her hand was grabbed, and she quickly followed Nan Qiao out of the elevator and walked out the door.

Luo Yu lowered his head and glanced at the two people's hands that were still holding each other's hands: "Mr. Nan, there are many people in the hall. Isn't this good?"

"fine."

Are you okay? Luo Yu used some restraint and held Nan Qiao's hand.

However, what Nan Qiao meant was that she was the president and no one in the company dared to talk nonsense, or that she didn't care if others knew about their relationship.

Inexplicably, Luo Yu remembered the title in the chat history.

Little boyfriend.

Boyfriend.