"I'll pick you up after work."
Lu Jinghan's soft voice permeated Han Xi's eardrums, sending a tingling sensation coursing through her body as if she were electrified.
Han Xi nodded subconsciously but didn't dare to meet his gaze.
......
Back at the office, Lu Jinghan was in an unexpectedly good mood. Feng Yi came in holding a file and immediately noticed someone's lips marked with a bite.
Feng Yi placed the document on the desk, pulled out a chair, sat down with legs crossed, and lit a cigarette. White smoke wafted from his lips: "Yo, did you 'execute' Doctor Han on the spot?!"
Lu Jinghan's fingers gently brushed the lips that still carried Han Xi's scent, as if reminiscing the long kiss they just shared.
Feng Yi slightly parted his chiseled lips and exhaled smoke, looking at Lu Jinghan and shaking his head: "Doctor Han isn't like the women Old Master Lu used to push around you. You're serious about her, right?"
