After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

"Ding dong - ding dong -" the clear sound of the doorbell rippled in the air, interrupting Wen Qing's thoughts and pulling her back from her deep thoughts.

She moved quietly to the door, trying her best to smile and prepare to answer the door. She knew that the person outside the door must be Lu Qian.

Just when she was about to turn the handle and open the door, Wen Qing suddenly thought of something: "Wait for me for two minutes."

Before she finished speaking, she rushed back to the room and put the remaining pregnancy test sticks on the sofa into the innermost part of the suitcase. Then he rushed to the bathroom, rolled up some tissues and threw them in, covering the pregnancy test stick underneath.

She immediately ran back to the room as briskly as a nimble deer. She quickly put away the remaining pregnancy test sticks on the sofa one by one and put them deep in the suitcase. Then he rushed into the bathroom, grabbed a bunch of tissues, and threw them into the trash can with precision, cleverly covering the pregnancy test stick underneath.

After finishing all this, she nervously rubbed her hands up and down her chest, trying to relieve the tension and anxiety inside her. She took a deep breath and walked towards the door with a calm expression.

"What's the matter, baby?" Lu Qian's deep voice came slowly, with a hint of morning hoarseness, which was intoxicating. "You're not still in bed with no clothes on, are you?"

There was a hint of joking in his tone, as if he was used to this situation.

After hearing Lu Qian's words, Wen Qing almost had the urge to slap him. How could this man be so nonchalant, while she was torn apart by this torment and the chaotic emotions in her heart? Wen Qing clenched her fists and tried to suppress the impulse in her heart. She took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.

Wen Qing took a deep breath and then slowly opened the door.

She could have sworn that she was really close to raising her hand impulsively, wanting to give him a crisp slap in the face. But I still restrained myself...

The main reason was that the moment she opened the door, Lu Qian was like a bolt of lightning, flashing in front of her and picking her up gently, with such speed and agility that she didn't have time to react.

Wen Qing carefully hugged his neck, lest he accidentally drop her to the ground. After all, she was a fragile little pregnant woman.

"You really scared me!" Wen Qing said angrily.

"Isn't that right? You jumped into my arms all of a sudden, and -" Lu Qian deliberately played off his words.

"What else?" Wen Qing was a little curious. This Lu Qian was really annoying. He always spoke half-speech.

"Also, it has come to live in my heart!" Lu Qian's smile was so bright and true. He grabbed Wen Qing's hand and placed it on his heart, as if to prove the validity of the 'local love words' just now. Authenticity.

Wen Qing couldn't help rolling her eyes. She had been to Lu Qian's company before. In the group, he is not like this at all. He has a long face and is as serious as the "living king of hell", which makes everyone fear him. However, in front of me, he was as easy-going as a big boy, making people feel friendly and natural.

Wen Qing couldn't help but start to look forward to the future. What a beautiful picture it would be if this sunny and cheerful boy in front of her would run, play, and play games with their adorable twin daughters... However, when she thought of this At this time, I couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness in my heart.

The father of her child, the man standing before her, did not belong to her. Even though their acquaintance was considered a normal love, she felt as if she was acting as a "mistress" for a certain woman. This feeling of guilt was like a basin of cold water pouring from her head to the soles of her feet.

"Lu Qian, put me down!" There was a trace of anger in Wen Qing's tone. It was jealousy of Anya's existence, and also annoyance at her own longing that had been shattered in an instant.

"I won't let go -" Lu Qian's tone was decisive, but also seemed to be filled with deep dependence and coquettishness.

Then, while Wen Qing was unprepared, his kisses fell one after another, softly and closely covering Wen Qing's face, her neck, and her heart that had just started beating.

Wen Qing's heart felt like it was ignited by flames at that moment, and the enthusiasm and restlessness rushed through her chest, and she could no longer calm down.

This unexpected kiss threw her thoughts into confusion, and helpless emotions overflowed everywhere, both sweet and sour. She clearly felt Lu Qian's aura, and it was like an irresistible torrent that completely overwhelmed her.

She knew that this might be the last time they saw each other. Then, she...she is willing to be wild again, share that crazy forgetfulness with Lu Qian again, and temporarily leave the complexity and fatigue of the world behind. At this moment, she no longer needed to apologize to anyone, no longer needed to consider those harsh realities. Their enthusiasm and persistence for each other are like sugar in the fire, sweet with a hint of pain, and pain with sweetness. This was their last madness, their last wanton embrace, their last intimate contact without reservation.

Let them forget everything during this day and this moment.

Thinking like this, Wen Qing's hand responded to Lu Qian's kiss, and she took off his coat in Lu Qian's arms.

"Baby——" Lu Qian murmured, and the sound really fascinated Wen Qing.

"Qi'an—" Wen Qing's eyes were blurred, and she devoted herself wholeheartedly to cooperating with Lu Qian's movements.

"Can I not give you back the coat I wore back to the hotel yesterday?" Wen Qing's voice was warm, like intoxicating music.

"Okay, baby, but you have to tell me why?" Lu Qian asked, but he did not stop his sticky, domineering, and hot kiss.

"Because...because it smells like you, I...I like the smell of you."

"Little thing - then I want your body to be covered with my scent..."

Lu Qian scratched Wen Qing's nose, and then everything happened as it should...

Wen Qing couldn't help but have new doubts in her heart. She always thought that she was a kind person, but recently she discovered that maybe she was not who she thought she was.

Is there an unknown little devil living deep in her heart? The thought made her shudder. However, as her thoughts deepened, she began to shudder. She imagined this demon, a force possessing her, manipulating her. This demon made her do something she had never done before, making her feel an unprecedented excitement and pleasure. She began to doubt her own sanity and wonder if she was being controlled by this demon. But when she recalled what she had done, it became clear to her that she had done it herself and of her own free will.

Wen Qing felt very scared. She didn't know how to get rid of this demon.

She was so greedy for everything about the man in front of her, his passionate kiss, his touch, his smell, his body... She was so intoxicated by all of this that she couldn't let go.

What should she do? Could it be that she is really bewitched by love?

The white clouds are greedy for the sky, and the stars are greedy for the night. The wind is greedy for the wilderness, and the world is greedy for the stars.

As mortals, we have the most ordinary and real emotions, which are not original sin...

There was no time to think more, Wen Qing just wanted to surrender to Lu Qian in front of her, and just wanted to be intoxicated with everything now.