He snorted coldly and, gritting his teeth, let go of the small woman in his arms. He straightened out his attire slightly and thought for a moment before pulling the military undershirt that had been tucked into his waistband. It was drawn out to cover the embarrassment.
"Baby, I don't have time, I'm in a rush, I've got to go, I'll be back to pamper you later—"
Seeing him in such a hurry, Lian Qiao realized he really had an urgent matter and quickly collected herself, waving her hand earnestly.
"Then why aren't you leaving?"
After a brief few seconds of eye contact with her, Jingli quickly grabbed the military cap hanging on the coat rack and placed it on his head before turning back to pat her face and, taking the top-secret dossier, strode out the door and left!
This man...
So hurried yet dawdling for so long!
No sooner had he left the house than Miss Xiaojiu came in.
