His hands held Qiao Xu's hands above her head, their eyes locked on each other. Just their positioning alone made one's imagination run wild.
The lights in the ward were off, and the moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating Qiao Xu's eyes.
Her eyes had always been beautiful, large and round. When she looked at him like this, puffing with anger, there was a touch of allure.
Her chest heaved with anger.
Just by looking at her like this, Lu Moqing felt an uncontrollable heat surging from his lower abdomen.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and the look in his eyes became intense as he stared at Qiao Xu.
Gradually, his body involuntarily bent down, closing the already narrow gap between them.
Seeing the obvious change in Lu Moqing's gaze, Qiao Xu's eyebrows twitched, "Lu Moqing, I told you to get lost, didn't you hear me?"