Lu Qing looked at her with a serious expression, then looked at the set of bright red lace lingerie nearby. In his heart, a thousand stampeding "F*cks" rushed past.
He took a deep breath and nodded:
"Alright, I'll wear it! But I have a few conditions."
Qin Miaomiao raised an eyebrow slightly. Oh, he's bargaining with her now?
"Go ahead."
"First, this stays between us. It would tarnish my glorious and noble image."
Glorious and noble? From the moment you put it on, your domineering CEO image is pretty much shattered, alright?
Qin Miaomiao nodded earnestly:
"Alright."
"Second, no photos allowed!"
"No photos, no photos."
Not like she needed them. She would use her eyes to take snapshots and store them in her brain forever. The mental image alone was exhilarating—just imagining it made her excited!
"Third, this must never, ever get out. Aside from the two of us, absolutely no one can know about this!"
