My mind is filled with the thought, "Is he going to kiss me?"
Is he going to kiss me?
Should I resist?
Should I just leave him alone to kiss me?
Is this a bad idea? Will it make him think I'm too casual?
If I refuse, will he be hurt?
I've thought of all sorts of random things, but the moment I'm about to experience it hasn't happened yet.
He opened his eyes in confusion.
"!!"
A somewhat familiar black ribbon swept past my eyes.
Damn, so he was just telling me to fasten my seatbelt.
You're just being presumptuous.
Luo Miao felt extremely embarrassed, and there was also a hint of imperceptible disappointment.
But it was quickly suppressed.
Lou Mingfan was puzzled from the moment Luo Ling closed his eyes.
After fastening his seatbelt, I met a pair of rather resentful eyes.
"?"
What's wrong?
After thinking for a moment, he took out a red envelope from the armrest box and handed it over.
However, this time Luo Miao did not accept it with the same joy as usual.
Lou Mingfan was in a hurry.
I quickly recalled what had just happened, trying to figure out what went wrong with me.
His eyes lit up immediately.
Could it be...?
Regardless of whether it was true or not, he quickly tilted his head.
I pressed my lips against those soft, thin lips.
"!" Luo Ling's eyes widened.
he...he...
In an instant, his face turned red to the roots of his neck.
Seeing that he didn't push him away, Lou Mingfan pressed his advantage and deepened the kiss.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but Luo Miao's breathing became somewhat labored.
He only then came to his senses and pushed the person away.
Lou Mingfan wasn't annoyed. He licked his lips, as if savoring the memory.
"The fortune teller said I'm a lucky wife, do you want to verify it?"
His gaze was fixed on the person whose breathing was unsteady, his eyes filled with expectation.
A vibrant restlessness emanated from within.
Luo Miao gave him an elegant glare, then turned his head away, refusing to look at the president who was starting to flirt again.
But he was very dissatisfied.
Why is he so good at cheesy pickup lines?!
That's not scientific at all.
Lou Mingfan sighed regretfully.
Well, another failure.
However, overall there has been significant progress.
Fasten your seatbelt, start the car, and slowly drive away from here.
A short man wearing a baseball cap was hiding behind a trash can in the greenery not far away.
Looking at the camera in his hand, he was so excited he could hardly contain himself.
This is big news!
The head of the Lou family conglomerate actually has a same-sex lover.
It is said that Lou's new development is about to launch, and he may take the opportunity to release it.
You'll definitely make a fortune.
Luo Ling rubbed his slightly itchy nose, feeling his constantly twitching right eye.
He lowered his eyes.
Who's up to no good again?
I stole a glance at the person who was focused on driving.
Oh dear, this person is also having a run of bad luck.
So here's the question.
Did he bring me bad luck, or did I pass it on to him?
"What's wrong? Are you hungry? We'll be there soon."
Lou Mingfan glanced back at Luo Miao and gently comforted him.
Luo Miao's lips twitched.
He always felt that his image in front of the CEO was somewhat...
A pitfall that's hard to describe in a few words.
"Ahem... Um, President, has the publicity department finished their plan?"
He coughed lightly twice to change the subject.
If this continues, the conversation will die before we even have a chance to talk.
Lou Mingfan didn't try to hide anything and shook his head: "No."
This time, the propaganda department's efficiency was really too low.
Luo Miao promptly sent the plan he had prepared to his phone.
"I made one, President, take a look. The main feature is feng shui, or to put it more bluntly, it's a treasure basin."
"Those who have no money want to be rich, those who have money want to have power, and those who have power want both money and power."
"And we can start from this psychology, making them unable to resist the temptation and obediently jump in, then..."
Just as he was getting into the conversation, a screeching sound of brakes rang out.