Busy CEO: Playboy at Midnight

Lu qian's eyes widened. She was just joking. How could the dishes fight? "Crazy." Lu qian's face turned slightly red as she glared at fu liangchuan and walked straight into the kitchen.

Fu liangchuan looked at lu qian's back as she walked out and curled his thin lips. He had thought that lu qian had been a very independent and mature woman for the past few years, but he had never expected her to have such a cute side.

It was really rare to see her, but she was really cute and he liked her very much.

Fu liangchuan took a look at the messy kitchen table and began to clean it up seriously.

She really didn't know how lu qian had spent the past few years alone outside.

Korea always felt that what fu liang yan had said to her in the evening was very reasonable and must act as soon as possible. If fu liangchuan really moved with lu qian and gave birth to a baby, wouldn't she have no chance at all?

Why did qiu xin' er say that she had only done half of what she had agreed to do? Lu qian and Alan had been photographed and designed well at the hotel, but why was there no more news about him sleeping with fu liangchuan?

By now, the misunderstanding between them would be over soon, and there was no plan to continue.

Korea patted his head and sighed. How could qiu xin' er continue to do anything? Was she really planning to send her to fu liangchuan's bed? That's impossible. I'm afraid qiu xin' er is planning for herself now.

Therefore, she was the only one who could help her with this matter.

Fu lianyan didn't seem to be very busy, and she looked as if she was staying out of the limelight at any time, so she should still provoke fu lianyan and ask her for help.

What was more important now was that when it came to speed, fu liangchuan and lu qian could not live together like this, nor could they act later than qiu xin' er.

Korea paced back and forth in the living room, counting.

Finally, she thought of a good way to deal with lu qian as long as she was focused on dealing with her.

"Qiu xin' er, since you can't let fu liangchuan give up on lu qian even if you join forces with me, then I'll have to kick you out first so that you won't drag me back or block my path. Fu liang yan, you wanted to join forces with me, so I can only give you one more push."

After muttering to himself, Korea did it on a creamy white leather upscale sofa and focused on planning this time.

After fu liangchuan tidied up the kitchen, lu qian came out of the bathroom and was wiping her wet hair with a towel when she looked up at him in shock, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Fu liangchuan casually closed the bedroom door after he finished speaking. Lu qian stared straight at him, her gaze following him to the bed.

He actually wanted to sleep here again? Nice try.

There were pros and cons to everything, living together shamelessly and wanting to sleep together, shameless.

"It's alright. You can go out now. I want to rest." Lu qian said angrily.

Fu liangchuan stared at lu qian in surprise, "Isn't this the bedroom? Aren't you going to sleep in the bedroom?" He even looked so confident.

Lu qian looked at fu liangchuan and nodded, "Yes, it's a bedroom. This is my bedroom. Your bedroom is over there. May I go out now?"

Although the call went through, the bedroom was still there. It's impossible to stay here.

Lu qian walked over and opened the door, "President fu, please. You should sleep in the house you just bought."

"I gave it to you. Where do you live? Where do I live?" Fu liangchuan sat on the bed, not moving but his mouth. Clearly, she wanted to stay here again.

Since that was the case, she could sleep anywhere. Lu qian took her clothes and walked to the house that she had just bought in the day. She opened a door and found it hard to see. If she didn't like it, she could just pretend that she couldn't see it and sleep in the bedroom.

Lu qian walked into the bedroom and was stunned. What was going on? Fu liangchuan's clothes and pajamas were on the bed.

This b* stard had actually made up his mind to move here. What else did he say to give it to her? To put it nicely, it was not for his own convenience.

Lu qian was staring at the pile of clothes and supplies in a daze when suddenly, the door of the room was locked.

Lu qian turned around and saw fu liangchuan looking at her with a playful smile, "Qian qian, looks like you still want to sleep with me."

"..." The devil wants to sleep with you

He was clearly the one who had stayed in her bedroom and refused to come out, so she had just come over to the bedroom. How could she say that now? What an asshole.

Lu qian rolled her eyes at him, "Do you want face?" She went straight to open the door, but it was so strange that she couldn't open it.

It was locked, yet it was still a secret lock.

Damn it, he fooled me again.

"Open the door." Lu qian shouted at fu liangchuan.

Fu liangchuan didn't seem to hear her, but he just smiled mischievously and sat on the bed, his eyes blurred as he admired lu qian's angry expression, "Qian qian, you're becoming more and more unique. I don't want to be separated from you for a second. What should I do?"

"Bah. I don't want to spend a second with you. Lu qian looked at him coldly.

In fact, when she said this, lu qian did not feel so confident. At least when fu liangchuan had not come a few days ago, she still missed him very much.

Even with the occasional knock on the door, lu qian was looking forward to him.

However, it was impossible for her to forget about him.

Lu qian had always been so conflicted that she had to force herself to reject him. Otherwise, she would have hurt him again and would not be able to forgive him.

Therefore, fu liangchuan looked at lu qian from head to toe and could still see her tightly clenched hands hanging in front of him. He must be trying to restrain himself.

Fu liangchuan got up from the bed and walked to lu qian's side, his eyes filled with affection as he stared at lu qian's eyes, "Qian qian, the relationship between you and me has never changed. It's always been there, isn't it?"

Lu qian's heart skipped a beat. She turned her head away and gave a cold, disjointed smile, "I don't love you anymore. Lu qian, who loves you, is already dead." That was a very firm statement.

Fu liangchuan's eyes were filled with heartache as he looked at her and reached out to hold her face towards his eyes. "Qian qian, don't be like this. Actually, you have feelings for me. Your eyes never lie. Why must you force yourself to do this?" Can't you just give me a chance and give yourself a chance?"

Lu qian clenched her fingers tightly, muttering in her heart, don't trust him, don't trust him.

He quickly shifted his gaze away and could not look into his eyes. Fu liangchuan's gaze seemed to be very attractive, as if it was a soul-searching pool of water, and he did not want to miss it.

Lu qian was moved by fu liangchuan's deep love, but she could not stay, could not forgive, and could not give him a chance. Not for himself or for him.

Lu qian suppressed her heart, which was about to lose control.