Chapter 20 The room door is locked

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Qiao Muer's complexion changed extremely, and finally, she managed to utter a sentence: "I won't call you brother."

Even if he was older than her, she would not call her Brother Yuezheng.

Qiao Muer: "Or in terms of seniority, do you want me to call you brother?"

She will marry Lu Qilin in the future, and Yue Zheng is Lu Qilin's younger brother, so she should also call him younger brother.

damn brother...

Yue Zheng's face suddenly sank, obviously angry.

Qiao Muer knew that he would be angry if she said that.

Yue Zheng was already older than himself, how could he not be angry if he called him younger brother and oppressed him with seniority?

However, it's good to be angry, and he will leave angrily when he is angry, and he will not stay in a room alone with her.

Yue Zheng was too close, his breath was too clear, his facial features were too magnified... This feeling scared her.

"..." Yue Zheng was silent and did not speak.

There was little expression on his face, but now it was even colder.

"Qiao Muer, you are fine." The man's voice became clearer and deeper, with obvious displeasure.

His hands left the table, and his leaning body stood upright again, away from the strong chest and abdomen that was still leaning against the back of Qiao Muer's head just now.

Yue Zheng frowned, and walked towards the door of the room, looking really irritated by her.

Qiao Muer couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Ever since Yuezheng returned to China, she felt that something was wrong with herself, but now...if he continued to stay, only the two of them, she was afraid that she would become even more wrong.

Seeing Yue Zheng's tall and slender figure had already walked to the door of the room, Qiao Muer's uneasiness in her heart was finally relieved.

'Crack——'

At this moment, the sound of the door being locked suddenly came.

Yue Zheng, who originally thought she was going to leave because of her anger, not only didn't leave, but locked the door behind him? !

Qiao Muer stared dumbfounded at Yuezheng who had locked the door and walked towards him again, frightened incoherently: "You...you you...what are you going to do?"

Why didn't Yue Zheng get mad at her?

Why lock the door?

Why did you lock the door, look at her with those dark eyes, and walk towards her?

At this moment, many messy images appeared in Qiao Muer's mind - the way Yue Zheng pressed her on the car, the facial features that were too close, the feeling of his fingertips passing through her hair and rubbing her earlobe, And his pair of deep and uncertain blue eyes that people can't see clearly.

"Qiao Muer, what's on your mind all day long."

Suddenly, the man's cold and joking voice came.

Low, heavy, hit her ear.

"Ah?" Suddenly regaining consciousness, Qiao Muer realized that Yue Zheng had walked behind her at some point.

The man propped his arms around her body, encircling her between him and the desk.

He leaned down again, and his thin lips were next to her ear, and the close distance made her body slightly warm.

"I, I don't know what you're talking about..." Qiao Muer lowered her head, hiding the embarrassment in her eyes.

She has always been restrained and behaved very well, it is impossible for Yue Zheng to see through... All she thinks about is... him.

"It can be seen that you don't know." Yue Zheng's voice was cold and mocking.

Qiao Muer felt a sharp pain in her heart, and wanted to explain, but heard his cool voice continue to come from her ears: "Even such a simple question can be messed up, and one question is wrong. Qiao Muer, you are also rare." talent."

What, topic?

The girl who was still immersed in embarrassment just now had doubts flashing in her eyes, and couldn't help asking: "What you just said...is an exercise?"

【The next chapter around 20:20】

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