In Mr. Lu's office, Mo Xiaodie was a little panicked when Lu Chenxu looked at her: "Why are you looking at me like this?"
Lu Chenxu raised his hand and stroked the broken hair on her forehead: "My wife is so beautiful!"
With a "boom", Mo Xiaodie was so shocked by Lu Chenxu's words that she almost lost her balance.
She took a step back and sneered: "Mr. Lu, this joke is a bit cold."
Lu Chenxu stepped forward and held her hand: "Honey, we already received the certificate this morning. Have you forgotten?"
Mo Xiaodie shook off his hand: "Mr. Lu, we are just pretending to get married, just to spend time together!"
"Then why did you rush over immediately when something happened to the Lu family? Aren't you worried about me?" Lu Chenxu leaned forward and pressed Mo Xiaodie against the conference table.
The tenderness in his eyes made Mo Xiaodie a little confused, but this posture was too intimate. She unconsciously wanted to move back, but there was a table behind her, so she could only lean her upper body back.
"Mr. Lu, don't get me wrong, you are Dudu's father, and I do all this for Dudu."
A teasing smile appeared on Lu Chenxu's lips, and he whispered in her ear: "Honey, you were so charming when you were dealing with a naughty scoundrel like Sun Yan just now."
His warm breath blew on Mo Xiaodie's neck, making her a little uncomfortable.
She pushed him away hard and pointed at his nose: "Lu Chenxu, did you take the wrong medicine?"
"I'm in good health. I didn't take any medicine today." Lu Chenxu replied seriously.
Facing Lu Chenxu like this, Mo Xiaodie felt very uncomfortable. Her heartbeat kept accelerating and her mind was a little confused. She decided to leave the place of right and wrong quickly.
"It's nothing, I'm going back first, Dudu is still at home!"
Lu Chenxu stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms: "Honey, have you forgotten that we have to choose a ring later!"
"..." Mo Xiaodie lowered her head and glanced at her phone. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
She had been busy dealing with the crisis caused by Sun Yan. She only ate a few bites of bread and drank some milk in the car at noon, but now she was actually a little hungry.
Lu Chenxu, who was talking, suddenly covered his stomach with his hands for some unknown reason, with some pain on his face.
"What's wrong with you? Did you not eat at noon? Does your stomach hurt again?" Mo Xiaodie quickly helped him sit down.
Lu Chenxu nodded: "I rushed here as soon as I came out of the court. I wasn't hungry, so I forgot to have lunch."
Mo Xiaodie stared at him speechlessly and poured him a glass of warm water: "You are really good at not cherishing yourself so much."
Lu Chenxu took the water glass and took a sip.
"How is it? Does it still hurt?"
He lowered his head and said nothing. It looked like he was still in pain.
Mo Xiaodie pulled him over and unbuttoned his clothes.
"Honey, what are you going to do? I have a severe stomachache right now." Lu Chenxu looked pale and did not forget to tease.
Mo Xiaodie glared at him: "What are you thinking about? I want to massage your Zhongwan point to relieve the pain in your stomach."
As she spoke, she placed her hand on the middle line between Lu Chenxu's lower sternum and navel, with the Zhongwan point one palm above the navel.
Mo Xiaodie had studied Chinese medicine with Li's father and had a certain understanding of Chinese massage. After her careful massage, Lu Chenxu's pain was relieved a lot.
He lowered his head and looked at the woman squatting in his arms. He was focused and serious, with skillful techniques and moderate strength.