After Lu Moqing went to the study with the president and Huang Fu, had he regained his mory during such a long ti?
Did the aning behind his squeezing her hand later match what she thought?
She didn’t dare to have too much hope, otherwise, the disappointnt would only be greater.
Plus, what Huang Fu said later, "can’t help," was it about not helping him regain his mory, or was it deliberately said for soone with ulterior motives?
And Yan Xu, he obviously knew about her Island Master’s mory loss. Was it Rong Ying who told him?
Or was it Rong Ying’s accomplice?
What was the purpose of Rong Ying doing all this?
Probably because her pregnancy was getting longer, Qiao Xu found herself easily tired, and her mind was in chaos once she thought too much.
She shook her head, not continuing to think about it. Anyway, Island Master Lu was coming over later, and she would discuss it with him together.
As she was thinking, the curtains moved slightly.
Imdiately, the familiar figure swiftly jumped in through the window.
Looking at the set of pajamas he was wearing, Qiao Xu’s lips twitched.
"You just ca wearing a set of pajamas?"
Qiao Xu stepped forward and helped him remove the safety rope on his body.
Lu Moqing whispered, "It’s easier to take off like this."
Qiao Xu: "..."
She looked up at Lu Moqing, annoyed:
"What do you want to do when you take it off?"
"Didn’t you say let co over earlier? You were waiting for , right?"
Lu Moqing pouted like a wronged little wife.
"Yes, I was waiting for you. I have sothing to discuss with you."
As she spoke, she turned around and walked towards the sofa. Lu Moqing followed happily, and sat down beside her after she sat down.
"Isn’t there anything else you need to do?"
As he spoke, he began to fumble with her pajamas’ straps, only to be slapped away by Qiao Xu.
Seeing Lu Moqing looking at her with a pitiful gaze, his thin lips trembled slightly.
"I’ve been living off a woman for so long, let serve you well for once, will you?"
He even used "I’ve". Island Master, could you be any more flirty?
Ever since Lu Moqing lost his mory, although he also liked taking advantage of her, his behavior was sowhat restrained.
This was the first ti he let go and started acting unrestrained.
He was more and more like the Island Master before mory loss.
Slapping away his mischievous hand again, she raised her eyebrows: "How do you want to serve ?"
"Just like this..."
As he spoke, he began to fumble again, but was stopped by Qiao Xu.
"So you really think you’re a gigolo?"
"I just want to be a gigolo for you alone."
Lu Moqing replied seriously, Qiao Xu would have believed him if the topic hadn’t been so flirty.
She squinted her eyes, and a sharp gaze swept over Lu Moqing from head to toe, saying:
"Why do I feel that you, who are now so flirty, are becoming more and more like the you before mory loss?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Moqing chuckled softly, and in one movent, he caught her hand, draped her over his shoulder, and leaned her against his chest.
"So do you like before or after mory loss?"
Qiao Xu looked up at him, eting his deep yet smiling eyes.
A sudden surge of emotion welled up in her heart, "As long as you’re my Island Master, I like you."
Qiao Xu rarely spoke words of love, so Lu Moqing wasn’t used to it. Every ti, they made his ears hot, like a young man who had just fallen in love.
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