"Silly girl, why are you being so formal with your own husband!"
Lu Shaoqing raised an eyebrow and looked at Mi Xiaotao, "Since you want to be polite, just saying it isn't enough, right? How about something more practical!"
"Huh? What's more practical?"
Mi Xiaotao looked at him blankly, unaware that she was the prey in his eyes at the moment.
"Like a kiss!"
Lu Shaoqing bent down, lifted Mi Xiaotao's chin, and pressed his lips onto hers. Before she could react, she was enveloped by his presence.
His kiss was lingering; she started from being stunned to gradually responding to his kiss, and his hand unconsciously moved downward.
The ambiguous atmosphere instantly filled the entire office, and Mi Xiaotao was completely flustered, forgetting where she was.
"Mr. Lu, there's a document you need to..."
Susan suddenly pushed the door open without knocking and went silent when she saw the scene before her.
"Ah?"
