They had just kissed for a moment, and the knocking outside the door continued on. "Qingqing."
The man retreated and left.
Ning Qing sat up on the bed. Lu Shaoming stood up handsomely, and put on his wool sweater, which she had just removed, in a gentlemanly fashion. He did not look at her, and his plain eyebrows were tinted slightly with irritation.
This was still the first time that he showed his irritation towards her.
Ning Qing knew that she had made a mistake again. She went to tug his shirt sleeve timidly. "Shaoming, you are going to the office now. When are you coming back?"
Lu Shaoming did not linger, and he retracted his shirt sleeve ."If our lives continue on like this, there is a constant third party around, then I'll have to live in the office until it passes."
He...wants to live separately from her?
Ning Qing widened her huge eyes in shock.
