Qiao Mu'er's expression changed so much. Finally, she said with difficulty: "I won't call you brother."

Even if he is older than her, she would not call her brother Yuezheng.

Qiao Muer: "Or by seniority, do you want me to call your brother?"

She will marry Lu Qilin in the future. Yuezheng is Lu Qilin's younger brother, so she should call him his younger brother.

Damn brother...

Yue Zheng's face sank quickly, and he was obviously angry.

Qiao Muer knew that he would be angry if she said that.

Yue Zheng was already older than himself, so he called his younger brother and used his seniority to pressure him. How could he not be angry?

However, it's good to be angry, and he will leave with anger only when he is angry, and will not stay alone in a room with her.

Yue Zheng, who got too close, had too clear aura and too magnified facial features... This feeling made her scared.

"..." Yue Zheng was silent and did not speak.

The expression on his face was originally less, but now it became more cold.

"Qiao Mu'er, you are fine." The man's voice became clearer and deeper, revealing obvious displeasure.

He left the table with both hands, and leaned forward to stand up again, keeping away from the firm chest and abdomen that had just been leaning against Qiao Muer's head.

Yue Zheng frowned and walked to the door of the room, looking really irritated by her.

Qiao Muer couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that something was wrong with her since she returned to China, and now... if he continues to stay, there will only be two of them, and she is afraid that she will become even more wrong.

Seeing Yue Zheng's tall and slender figure had walked to the door of the room, Qiao Mu'er's uneasiness in her heart finally eased out.

"Crack--"

At this moment, the sound of the door being locked suddenly came.

Yue Zheng, who originally thought she was going to leave after being angered by her, didn't leave but locked the door of the room instead? !

Qiao Mu'er stared at Yue Zheng, who locked the door and walked towards him again, frightened incoherently: "You...you...what are you going to do?"

Why was Yue Zheng not mad at her?

Why lock the door?

Why did you lock the door and look at her with that dusky eyes and walk towards her?

At this moment, many messy pictures appeared in Qiao Mu'er's mind-the appearance of Yue Zheng pressing her on the car, the facial features that were too close, the touch of his fingertips passing through her hair and rubbing the earlobes, And his deep and uncertain blue eyes that make people look unreal.

"Qiao Mu'er, what's in your mind all day long."

Suddenly, a playful voice came from the man in the cold.

Low, heavy, hit her ears.

"Huh?" After suddenly regaining consciousness, Qiao Muer realized that Yue Zheng had already walked behind her.

The man put his arms on her sides and circled her between him and the desk.

He leaned down again, his thin lips pressed against her ears, and the close distance made her body slightly warm.

"I, I don't know what you are talking about..." Qiao Mu'er lowered her head, covering up the shame in her eyes.

She has always been restraining, behaving very well, it is impossible for Yue Zheng to see through...All she thought of in her mind was...he.

"You can see, you don't know." Yue Zheng's voice was cold, and there was a hint of mockery.

Qiao Mu'er felt a pain in her heart and wanted to explain, but she heard his cool voice continue to come from her ears: "Even such a simple question can be messed up, one question is wrong. Qiao Muer, you are also rare. Talent."

What, title?

The girl who was still immersed in shame just now had doubts flashing in her eyes and couldn't help asking: "What you just said...is the exercise?"

【Next chapter around 20:20】