Lu Jue was honest and cute, and Ning Zhi felt that he was less and less resistant to him.
Especially when he was looking at him with a pair of dark eyes, Ning Zhi felt like he was carrying a little rabbit in his chest, jumping non-stop.
She couldn't help but squeezed his face with her hand. Lu Jue's complexion was cold and pale, his skin was too good, and his hand felt super good, "What about work?"
Lu Jue allowed Ningzhi to touch his face. He blinked and continued to answer: "I have worked, and I still want to know."
Ning Zhi's heart trembled, too terrible.
When she returned to Lu's house, even though Mother Lu had heard Wei Xing report on Lu Jue's situation at the company, she still wanted to care about him and asked her son in person.
"Xiao Jue, are you still used to working at the company today?" Mother Lu didn't worry about her son being bullied. After all, there was an assistant. She was only worried that he would not be comfortable and she was afraid of other strangers.
Ning Zhi was still worried that Lu Jue would say sothing that made her ashad. The next second, when she heard Lu Jue respond lightly, "Um
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