This idea, he didn't hide, asked directly, "Do you miss me? Good, I'll be back in two or three days."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to rub her hair, the smile in his eyes deepening a bit.
Qiao Xu's face sank at his flirtatious question.
Could this man not bring up any topic without it being about her missing him, her worrying about him, her thinking about him and stuff like that?
She raised her hand to swat away the dishonest hand on her head and said irritably, "What's there to miss about you? I'm just worried about the trouble Lu's faced."
After explaining, she felt that this explanation was not right, and that the man beside her was bound to make a fuss about it again.
As expected, as soon as she finished, Lu Moqing's light laughter came by her ear, "Lu's is mine, you're worried about Lu's, isn't that worrying about me?"
