Is she wearing boxer briefs underneath
Du Muhan's mouth twitched, but in the end he didn't say anything that would make her angry, "Then next time don't do it, I'll do it."
Su Qiao thought of his agility just now, smiled and put his arm around his shoulder: "Brother, you were quite skilled in those two moves just now. Where did you learn it? Who did you learn it from? When can you find some time to practice?"
Du Muhan pulled down her arm from his shoulder with a dark face, "I admit defeat. Also, I am not your brother."
"You're being too boring."
Are you a man if you give up before the fight even starts
"Also, haven't you heard? The most solid relationship between husband and wife is the relationship between brothers."
Du Muhan wanted to say that he had never heard of it, but then he changed his mind and said meaningfully, "Then you have to become husband and wife first."
"Besides, are you asking me to fight with my girlfriend?"
Even if we win, we will still lose, and the loss will be even more miserable.
The lighter outcome is a beating and having to coax others, while the worse outcome might be being dumped directly.
Does he look like such a fool
Su Qiao glanced at him sideways and walked into the office: "Didn't you disagree with me being your girlfriend last time?"
Du Muhan followed him in, with no expression on his face: "I didn't agree."
It's fake, why would he agree? It's not like he's bored and has nothing to do.
Hey! This guy is really brave!
Su Qiao sat down behind the desk, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "So what you mean is that you won't do it for even a month?"
"No." Du Muhan put her luggage bag on the desk and looked at her with raised eyebrows: "I don't like fake things."
"Forget it then." Su Qiao was not a person who was indecisive. He picked up the teacup and prepared to make a cup of tea.
Du Muhan suddenly leaned forward on the table and held her hand together with the teacup in his palm: "Okay, you keep this hand, you can do whatever you want with the rest."
Su Qiao's face turned dark and he felt a little chilly.
Even though you don't like someone's hands, you still keep staring at them. What's wrong with this
"Are you threatening me?"
This answer...
Du Muhan was helpless.
"I'm obviously trying to keep you."
"How come your emotional intelligence is still so low, even though you've read so many books on psychology?"
Although what he said sounded like a confession, why did Su Qiao feel so uncomfortable
"Generally speaking, people who know how to talk will say more. If they don't know how to talk, smart people will usually keep their mouths shut and pretend to be deep."
"I'm already deep enough, I don't need to pretend." A dark light flashed across Du Muhan's eyes: "Are you really not going to see Tao Junhui?"
"Not worried?"
Su Qiao shook off his hand and glanced at him: "He's not dead yet, so why should I worry about him?"
"Wait, are you jealous?" Su Qiao suddenly realized this and looked at his face carefully, but just like before, she still couldn't see anything unusual.
This guy really manages his facial expressions well.
She clearly smelled a sour smell.
Du Muhan turned his head away uncomfortably, "Want to go see that drunkard?"
When Su Qiao saw his reaction, she finally confirmed that this guy had not let go of the past between her and Tao Junhui, and was still thinking about that matter.
In other words, this guy was not really as he seemed. He only liked her hands and had no feelings for her as a person.
"Your skill at changing the subject is terrible."