Three days later, Qiao Mo was working at the company.
Suddenly, the phone rang, and when she glanced at it, it was Fu Nancheng.
"Hello?"
"Come to my office."
"You're back?"
"Yeah."
After the call ended, Qiao Mo hesitated for a moment, picked up some documents to feign work, and quietly took the elevator to find him.
'Knock knock' she knocked on the door.
A few seconds later, the door was opened from the inside, and Qiao Mo's arm was grabbed, pulling her directly inside.
The documents in her hands fell to the ground, but the door was already shut.
Fu Nancheng gently wrapped his arms around her waist, buried his head in her neck, and whispered, "Did you miss me?"
Although he had only been away for three days, he couldn't stop worrying. It was the first time he tasted the feeling of longing.
It seemed that only the faint fragrance on her body could calm his heart.
Qiao Mo's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gently embraced his waist: "Yeah, I did."
