Jiang Hao watched his own boss tense up, looking like a blushing and expectant young girl who had been teased by a rogue, which left him at a loss for words.
After watching for a while, Jiang Hao silently wiped his face and turned his head away, unable to bear it any longer.
Madam had changed. Originally, she was just Big Brother’s woman; now she had beco the big brother of won. Sigh.
Seeing Lu Moqing’s calm face looking at her without answering, Qiao Xu urged, "Take a guess."
Lu Moqing’s eyes deepened little by little, and he held Qiao Xu’s fingers even tighter.
But he remained silent. He was sure of one thing: this woman had been able to make him marry her before and willingly transfer all his assets to her na. She must be a little demon with a high level of demon art.
Qiao Xu felt his grip on her fingers getting tighter and tighter, showing no sign of letting go.
It seed like she was getting addicted to teasing him. She tried to pull her fingers out of his palm, but felt Lu Moqing’s strength increase.
She tried again twice, but it was still the sa.
The smile in Qiao Xu’s eyes deepened, and she joked, "Can’t bear to let go?"
She casually draped her other hand on Lu Moqing’s shoulder and said, "And you said you didn’t fall in love with at first sight? Are all n like you, saying one thing and aning another?"
Lu Moqing: "..."
Jiang Hao: "..."
Madam had really changed.
After being teased by Qiao Xu like this, Lu Moqing felt his throat drier than before.
His Adam’s apple rolled silently a couple of tis, and he released Qiao Xu’s fingers, and also took her other hand off his shoulder.
"Shaless."
Leaving these words, he turned and hurried to the restroom.
Watching his fleeing figure, Qiao Xu’s mood lifted as she raised her eyebrows slightly.
The Island Master was still the sa Island Master, but...purer than before.
The months of Qiao Xu’s pregnancy progressed, and she grew more sleepy than before.
One mont she was playfully teasing Lu Moqing, and the next, after he went to the restroom, she was leaning on the sofa, thinking about how to deal with things after he returned to the country.
God knows how long had passed, but when Lu Moqing erged from the restroom, Qiao Xu was already asleep on the sofa.
The living room wasn’t far from the bar counter. When Lu Moqing ca out of the restroom, Jiang Hao dared to co forward and greet him, "President."
"Hmm."
Lu Moqing absentmindedly replied, his gaze unconsciously shifted to the sofa, and saw Qiao Xu sleeping on it with her eyes closed, her posture clearly uncomfortable.
He frowned slightly, not in the mood to talk to Jiang Hao, and instead went to the sofa, carrying Qiao Xu horizontally in his arms.
It seed like an instinctive reaction; he was familiar with the structure of this airplane and held Qiao Xu as he headed straight for the master bedroom aboard.
Gently laying her on the bed, and thoughtfully pulling the quilt over her, his gaze imdiately grew cold when it touched her slightly raised abdon the next second.
He didn’t know why, but he felt a strong repulsion towards this child. It was his son, but he not only disliked him, but even felt...an urge to kill it.
From the first ti Qiao Xu ntioned this child to him, it was this strange feeling.
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