When Qiaoqiao knocked and entered, Yun Mo was on a phone call. As he opened the door for her, he gave her a glance that signaled her to take a seat.
She walked in, and Yun Mo shut the door of the office tightly and locked it while still on the phone.
"Why did you lock it?" Qiaoqiao thought it was strange. He spoke a few more words on the phone, and she figured out that he was talking to Gu Xu.
After a while, Yun Mo ended the call, carelessly throwing his cell phone onto the sofa. He pulled her wrist towards him, drawing her into his embrace.
With a stretch of his long arm, he held her waist with one hand, lifted her legs with the other, and lifted her whole body into the air.
"Amo, what are you doing?" Qiaoqiao squirmed in his arms. Seeing the office's French blinds wide open, and knowing that there might be people passing by in the corridor outside, she became more panicked and shy, "Someone will see us, put me down quickly."
