"I'm leaving."
Lu Moqing walked out of the door, and once again, raised his hand to rub Qiao Xu's hair before heading towards the elevator entrance.
Qiao Xu originally just saw him off to the entrance, but when the elevator door opened and he was about to step in, she didn't know where her impulse came from and chased him out, calling him to stop.
"Moqing!"
Lu Moqing's footsteps paused abruptly, and he turned to look at her with a warm and indulgent smile on his face.
When Qiao Xu chased to the elevator, she realized she was too impulsive, especially when she saw the twinkling laughter in Lu Moqing's eyes, and her face became red and hot.
"What? Do you still have something to say to me?"
He raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiao Xu's faintly reddening ears with a teasing smile, asking softly.
"No... Nothing, you... you come back early, your... your son always misses you, it's annoying to listen to."
"Really?"
