Qiao Muer's expression changed drastically, and finally, she managed to utter a sentence: "I won't call you brother."
Even though he is older than her, she would never call him Brother Yue Zheng.
Qiao Muer: "Or according to seniority, do you want me to call you brother?"
She will marry Lu Qilin in the future, and Yue Zheng is Lu Qilin's younger brother, so she should call him brother.
Damn brother...
Yue Zheng's face suddenly darkened, and it was obvious that he was angry.
Qiao Muer knew that she would be angry if she said that to him.
Yue Zheng is older than him, calling him younger brother and using seniority to pressure him, how could he not be angry
But it's okay if she's angry. Only when she's angry will he leave and won't stay alone with her in a room.
Yue Zheng was too close, his breath was too clear, his facial features were too magnified... This feeling scared her.
“…” Yue Zheng remained silent and said nothing.
There was little expression on his face to begin with, and now it looked even colder.
"Qiao Muer, you're fine." The man's voice was clear and deep, revealing obvious displeasure.
He lifted his hands off the table, and straightened his body, which had been leaning forward. His strong chest and abdomen, which had just been against Qiao Muer's head, moved away.
Yue Zheng frowned and walked towards the door of the room. He seemed really irritated by her.
Qiao Muer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She had felt something was wrong with her ever since Yue Zheng returned to China, and now...if he continued to stay, with only the two of them, she was afraid that something would become even more wrong with her.
Seeing Yue Zheng's tall and slender figure walking to the door of the room, Qiao Muer's anxiety in her heart finally eased.
"Click—"
At this moment, the sound of the door being locked was suddenly heard.
I thought Yue Zheng was going to leave because of her anger, but he not only didn't leave, but locked the door? !
Qiao Muer stared at Yue Zheng, who locked the door and walked towards her again, with her eyes wide open. She was so scared that she was incoherent: "You... you... you... what are you going to do?"
Why wasn’t Yue Zheng mad at her and left
Why lock the door
Why did he lock the door, and why did he look at her with such a gloomy look and walk towards her
At this moment, many chaotic images appeared in Qiao Muer's mind - the way Yue Zheng pressed her on the car, his facial features too close to her, the feeling of his fingertips running through her hair and rubbing her earlobes, and his deep, uncertain blue eyes that made it hard to see clearly.
"Qiao Muer, what are you thinking about all day long?"
Suddenly, a man's cold but teasing voice came.
Low, deep sound hit her ears.
"Ah?" Qiao Muer suddenly came to her senses and found that Yue Zheng had walked behind her without her knowing.
The man put his arms on both sides of her body, trapping her between him and the desk.
He leaned over again, his thin lips pressed against her ear, the close distance making her body slightly warm.
"I, I don't know what you are talking about..." Qiao Muer lowered her head to hide the embarrassment in her eyes.
She had been restraining herself and behaved very well, so it was impossible for Yue Zheng to see through her... All she thought about was... him.
"I can see that you don't know." Yue Zheng's voice was cold and thin, with a hint of mockery in it.
Qiao Muer felt a pain in her heart and wanted to explain, but she heard his slightly cold voice continue to come from her ear: "You can mess up even such a simple question, and you got one question wrong. Qiao Muer, you are a rare talent."
What, title
The girl, who was still immersed in embarrassment just now, had a flash of doubt in her eyes and couldn't help asking: "What you just said... is it exercises?"
Next chapter around 0:00 (to be continued)