When Lin Qingqian returned to the office, the heat on her face had already mostly subsided.
She really didn't expect that at the age of 25, she would still be teased by this man until her face turned red and her heart raced.
Her fair fingers touched the places he had kissed.
Kissing the forehead meant—you're the most precious.
Did he kiss her because he knew what it meant?
On second thought, he was a simple guy who didn't understand emotions. He was so dog-like in the past. How could he know what this meant?
She was really thinking too much!
Su Ying brought in coffee. Seeing the smile on her lips, she couldn't help but ask, "Sister Qingqian, you look a little different today."
"Huh?" Lin Qingqian looked up at her. "How am I different?"
"I think…" Su Ying thought for a moment and replied, "You look more cheerful. Is there something happy?"
Something to be happy about?
