Her back was pressed against the man's solid chest, feeling the warmth coming from him, and Qiao Xu's body suddenly stiffened.
She struggled a bit, and the force that Lu Moqing applied on her waist increased a notch.
Feeling Lu Moqing's chin buried in the hollow of her shoulder from behind, his hoarse voice sounded incredibly pleasant, "Ask Chen Ma to make some for me too tomorrow. I know she's stingy, but I'll have some ingredients sent to her."
Qiao Xu: "..."
When did his relationship with Chen Ma become so good?
Seeing Qiao Xu's silence, the hand wrapped around her waist couldn't help but pinch her slim waist, "Okay?"
Qiao Xu was ticklish, and her body moved back subconsciously as Lu Moqing pinched her waist, bringing her even closer to him.
"I know, let go of me now!"
She frowned, her ears hidden behind her hair subtly turning red again.
Only then did Lu Moqing release her hand in satisfaction, "Let's go back. Be careful on the road."
