Ding-ling-ling.

Yan Qingluo's cell phone, which was placed next to the boxing ring, rang.

She hurriedly broke free from Song Qingju's arms and answered the phone.

Watching her figure getting farther and farther away, the smile on Song Qingju's face faded. Just now, the shape of her lips when she answered the phone seemed to be ... Mu Ye?

Mu Ye, it’s Mu Ye again!

Last time he wanted to invite Yan Qingluo to dinner, he did everything he could to obstruct him, and this time he ruined his plans again.

Song Qingju's assistant looked at Yan Qingluo's hurried back without even turning her head, and couldn't help wondering, "Boss, why did Miss Yan leave so suddenly? Who or what is more important than you?"

Song Qingju stared at the direction where Yan Qingluo left, without saying a word.

"A bunch of celebrity ladies and even big movie stars are lining up to date you. This Miss Yan is so arrogant. She doesn't even appreciate you being so nice to her, boss." The assistant just couldn't stand Yan Qingluo's self-righteous look and said indignantly.

Song Qingju's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Don't talk about Qingluo like that."

"She just takes advantage of the fact that you like her. She's a little too ungrateful." The assistant said with a pout. He felt sorry for Boss Song.

Song Qingju turned around and said, "I just met a strong competitor."

"Strong competitor?" The assistant was puzzled.

"Yeah, very powerful." Song Qingju said, and turned to go to the bathroom. He was sweating all over from boxing just now, and the moment he came into contact with Yan Qingluo, he was feeling hot all over and needed to take a shower to release it.

Yan Qingluo walked out of Feile Boxing Arena and came to the place where he had agreed to meet Mu Ye to wait.

Mu Ye said that he would come to see her after he had dealt with the matter.

Oh, this guy is obviously worried about her!

Is the reputation of his Mu family and Kaguya Group so important?

Yan Qingluo curled up on the sofa in the coffee shop, feeling a little tired. She had just had three boxing matches with Song Qingju, which consumed a lot of her physical strength and energy.

Suddenly, she felt a burst of heat and a familiar breath coming towards her.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly and her head shook slightly. Wow, so soft.

I was probably on the sofa in the coffee shop just now, but the sofa didn't feel like this.

She wanted to touch it with her hand, but accidentally touched something hard.

She pinched it and found it quite chewy.

She suddenly remembered what she was holding.

She suddenly opened her eyes and raised her head, only to feel a sharp pain in her forehead. She couldn't help but scream out, "Hiss, it hurts!"

Mu Ye's face was gloomy, the corners of his eyes were crimson, and his eyes were like a deep pool, as if to swallow up the dishonest little rabbit in front of him.

Yan Qingluo covered her forehead, trying to use the meeting with Mu Ye just now to cover up the stupid thing she had just done.

Mu Ye stared at the man in front of him. The few times she touched him just now made his body hot and uncomfortable. It was a pity that she did it unconsciously. If she could touch him voluntarily ...

Thinking of this, his eyes were covered with crimson. He suppressed the impulse in his heart and said in a hoarse voice, "Awake?"

Yan Qingluo put down her hands that had been rubbing her head and looked up at Mu Ye. Only then did she see her situation clearly. She was sitting on Mu Ye's lap, her whole body nestled in his arms, with one hand placed in some indescribable place.

She moved her hand away in panic, her face instantly flushed, and she stammered, "Ah ... um ... I'm awake. When... did you come ? Why didn't you wake me up?"

Mu Ye's face was less than two centimeters away from hers, and his breath enveloped her as he spoke, "Seeing you sleeping soundly, I couldn't bear to leave."

With that deadly expression and seductive, sexy voice, what is he trying to do?

Yan Qingluo's heart was beating violently. She felt that even Mu Ye could feel her heartbeat. She didn't know how she ended up sitting on Mu Ye's lap, so she gritted her teeth and explained, "I was clearly on the sofa at first."

"Yeah, you were on the sofa at first, but just after I sat next to you for a while, you climbed on top of me." Mu Ye said with a smirk on his face.

Yan Qingluo had no way to refute the fact that he was not restful when sleeping, after all, this was possible.

"Oh, sorry, I fell asleep ... I don't know." Yan Qingluo lowered his head and saw that he was still sitting on Mu Ye's lap, so he wanted to get up.

Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by Mu Ye, and then Mu Ye's charming voice came to his ears, "Want to leave after you're done?"

Yan Qingluo nearly had a myocardial infarction and passed out. What kind of monster is this? Isn’t he too seductive?

"What use have I made of you? Put me down." Yan Qingluo said stubbornly.

"Use me as a cushion! If it weren't for me, how could you sleep so comfortably?" Mu Ye's words always sounded a bit sinister.

"It's not necessarily that I got there by myself. Maybe you put me there." Yan Qingluo could only make up an excuse. In fact, she didn't know that it was Mu Ye who held her and put her on his lap.

Mu Ye narrowed his eyes and said seriously, "Then answer my questions seriously, and I will let you go after you answer them."

Yan Qingluo had no choice. She couldn't break free from Mu Ye's restraints, so she had to agree. Moreover, the feeling on her thigh became more and more obvious. Her eyes were wandering and she didn't dare to look down. That place was probably swollen beyond recognition. She just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

"You ask." Yan Qingluo suppressed the panic in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and answered in a calm tone.

"Have you returned the gift to Mr. Song?" Mu Ye asked.

"Yeah." Yan Qingluo nodded guiltily. She didn't know why she lied. She just wanted this matter to be over quickly. Besides, she didn't want to sit on Mu Ye's lap for a moment. Her whole body was already starting to feel hot.

"Be good." Mu Ye touched Yan Qingluo's hair lovingly and kissed her forehead, then warned her in a stern tone, "Don't contact Song Qingju again in the future."

Yan Qingluo , "... "

This is too broad a scope!

Yan Qingluo was about to get off Mu Ye, but was held down by Mu Ye again, and was obviously poked on the leg again.

"Don't go. There is still one more question." Mu Ye said softly in a hoarse voice.

Yan Qingluo couldn't concentrate at all now. Her head was in a mess, as if fireworks were going off.

"Ask quickly." Yan Qingluo's breathing became noticeably faster, and she took a deep breath and said.

Mu Ye seemed to see her nervousness, and deliberately delayed, slowing down his speech, and asked slowly, "Who is more handsome, me or Song Qingju?"

"!"What kind of question is that?

Seeing that Yan Qingluo was slow to answer, Mu Ye gently pinched her waist and said with a soft voice, "Hmm?"

Yan Qingluo was swallowing saliva vigorously, but was choked by Mu Ye's action and started coughing violently.

Mu Ye patted her back gently, tilted his head and looked at her embarrassed expression with a smile.

"You, you are handsome." Yan Qingluo took the time to answer Mu Ye's question in between coughing. She really didn't want to stay here for a moment.