"Lu Moqing!"
Qiao Xu's face darkened a few shades.
How could she believe this man's self-mutilation strategy? This man has always been so shameless and despicable, how could she believe him.
"Are you going to get lost or not?"
Qiao Xu gritted her teeth and glared at him.
"Get lost, of course."
Lu Moqing laughed, the mischievous glint in his eyes causing Qiao Xu's skin to crawl and giving her a bad premonition.
"Where do you want to roll? What position do you want to use? I'll go along with you."
As his words fell, Qiao Xu's face darkened again.
She was infuriated by him; she had never seen such a shameless person.
If she could choose, she would rather have him be the aloof Lu Moqing from four years ago than the current despicable and shameless man she couldn't handle.
Lu Moqing leaned down and stared into her furious eyes, feeling more joyful than ever due to the anger in her gaze.
This joy prompted him to take action immediately.
