Fast Through the White Moonlight is Poisonous

Lu Qitian's free hand fell on her chin and pinched it gently, a slight smile appeared on his face.

"If that's the case, maybe we need to discuss it."

Mi Ran'er and him were going back and forth, and although they were talking about life-threatening matters, the aura between the two was inexplicably harmonious. Lu Qitian was not angry, and Mi Ran'er's worries were reflected in the smile on his face. Under the influence, gradually dissipated.

When Mu Feng came in with a letter, he saw this ambiguous scene.

He was startled, and immediately prepared to turn around and go out.

"stop!"

Lu Qitian followed this posture and sat down next to Mi Ran'er. His arms fell behind her neck, and he hugged Mi Ran'er in this posture.

"What's the matter with you?" Lu Qitian looked at Mu Feng coldly and asked in a low voice.

"Haicheng sent a letter. It should be the handwriting of the old lady. Master, please read it." Mu Feng handed over the letter in his hand. After Lu Qitian took it away, he turned to leave, but at the moment he turned around , glanced at Mi Raner with some sadness.

Mi Ran'er noticed his eyes, frowned slightly, and looked at Mu Feng with confusion.

Mufeng has already gone out.

What is going on with this man?

If he really knew the original owner, why did he do so many strange behaviors in front of Lu Qitian? If Lu Qitian suspected anything about this, both of them might not be able to survive.

Did he ever think about these dangers?

Lu Qitian took back his hand, opened the letter, read the contents, frowned impatiently, crumpled the letter into a ball, and threw it into the trash can nearby——

Mi Ran'er didn't ask about the content of the letter, but judging from Lu Qitian's expression, he probably wrote something that he didn't like.

The corner of his mouth raised.

Seeing Lu Qitian so unhappy, she felt inexplicably happy.

But this happiness didn't last for a few seconds before Lu Qitian raised his eyes to catch it.

"You can still laugh when you see that this young master is in a bad mood?" Lu Qitian's eyes suddenly became stern. He pressed towards Mi Ran'er, pinched her chin, and spoke fiercely.

Mi Ran'er couldn't help but struggle.

"I... let go first, Mr. Lu, can't you talk properly?"

Lu Qitian gritted his teeth and said coldly, "No! It was you who provoked me first..."

"I……"

Mi Ran'er was speechless. This guy was in charge of so many people, so why was he so naive about such a small matter?

It’s simply unbearable!

Clenching her teeth, Mi Ran'er put her hand on his chest and pushed the ground hard, "I'm not laughing at you, I just thought of the joke I told my father in the office before. The joke was very funny... It's true! "

Lu Qitian is not a three-year-old child, so there is no way he could be deceived so easily.

"What kind of joke is this? Now tell me!"

"I……"

Mi Ran'er felt the hormonal aura on Lu Qitian's body. Now her whole brain seemed to be rusty. How could it still function smoothly and think of a joke as quickly as possible?

She raised her chin in despair, and her eyes secreted physiological tears of grievance at a very fast speed.

"I forgot……"