The boss’s deskmate is super sweet

Chapter 23 The warm feeling on the fingertips
Before Lu Chi could speak, Qin Chuqing kindly reminded: "You have a small piece of milk bubble on your chin."

"Huh? Where?" Lu Chi raised his head, put his finger on his chin, and touched a random place, "Is it here?"

"No, go a little further to the left." Qin Chuqing tapped her chin several times to indicate the position to him.

"Here? Or here?"

Lu Chi poked his chin with his long slender fingers and moved them in several places, but never touched the nipple cover that was accidentally stuck on.

Qin Chuqing: "...Nothing."

There is only a small area of ​​​​the chin on his chin, but this person can actually point to seven or eight places without getting it right.

Lu Chi clicked his tongue and poked Song Shizhang's back in the front seat with his index finger.

"Brother Chi? What's wrong? You give your order." Song Shizhang turned around in a very shameless manner, having already forgotten that Brother Chi disliked him just now.

"Borrow me a tissue, thanks." Lu Chi said calmly.

Song Shizhang quickly held a box of tissue paper and offered it with both hands: "Brother Chi, please enjoy it slowly."

Lu Chi took out a tissue between his fingers and glanced at Song Shizhang with a very faint look: "...Shabi."

Song Shizhang, who was once again disgusted, pursed his lips. He felt that he had really fallen out of favor.

Qin Chuqing curled her lips after hearing their conversation. The father-son relationship between her deskmate and Song Shizhang was so fragile!

However, when a white and clean hand was placed in front of her, the smile on Qin Chuqing's face froze.

Lu Chi raised his hand slightly and waved the thin tissue a few times: "You wipe it for me."

His tone was very bossy, and a bit matter-of-fact.

Qin Chuqing: "?"

She and Lu Chi don't seem to have any father-son relationship.

Qin Chuqing felt that he still needed to explain: "It's not convenient for me to wipe it for you. You can ask Song Shizhang to help." Song Shizhang probably had a pair of fox ears, which were very sharp. He immediately turned around and volunteered: "I'll do it. I'll come, wipe where?"

"Go back and listen to the class carefully." Lu Chi had a very impatient expression on his face and raised his brows.

He just discovered today that how could Song Shizhang be like a fool with no emotional intelligence?
Lu Chi stretched out his long arm and stuffed the tissue directly into Qin Chuqing's palm: "You can wipe the milk-covered green tea you bought."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his chin slightly, as if he planned to wait.

There was quite an aura that Qin Chuqing would keep maintaining this posture even if he didn't wipe it for him.

Seeing that she had not made any move for a long time, Boss Lu urged: "My deskmate, hurry up, that thing is sticky and affects my image."

Qin Chuqing really wanted to ask him, he had a chicken-feather image!

But somehow, she pinched the corner of the tissue and her eyes slowly moved across his three-dimensional facial features, finally landing on his thin lower jaw.

She quickly glanced at the Chinese teacher on the stage, then twirled the tissue and slowly moved it in front of his face.

A thin tissue covered his thin lips. Qin Chuqing pursed her lips and gently wiped off the small piece of milk cap for him.

Lu Chi lowered his eyebrows, all he could see was the girl's serious face.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were deep, hiding a little heat that he didn't know he had.

It wasn't until there were no traces of milk cap bubbles on his chin that Qin Chuqing withdrew her hand: "Okay, wipe it clean."

Lu Chi's eyes were dark and his thin lips were pursed tightly.

At this moment, he couldn't help but praise Song Shizhang in his heart. The tattered tissue he bought was so perfect.

Very thin and very small in thickness.

He could clearly feel the warmth coming from Qin Chuqing's trembling fingertips.

(End of this chapter)