Su Nanxing quickly pushed him away, "Someone might see us."
Lu Beiyuan laughed, "Alright, then, we'll kiss again in the room. So later, will you call him again?"
Su Nanxing lowered her eyes, "I, I kind of..."
"Can't bring yourself to say it?" Lu Beiyuan teased her, "Weren't you calling out quite smoothly at noon?"
"At that time... it was different," Su Nanxing glanced towards the kitchen and said, "If I don't call out, it's okay, right?"
"What do you think?" Lu Beiyuan said, "Since you came back from work, you haven't seen President Qiao's eyes, he's been eagerly waiting for you to call him again."
"I…" Su Nanxing bit her lip.
Lu Beiyuan's fingertips stopped her from biting her lip, "Don't bite. It's okay, take it slow, you've already called out today. It's not that important when you do it next. Otherwise, I'll call out a few more times for you."
Having finished speaking, he called out to the kitchen, "Dad, let me help you."
Qiao Muye responded.
