Jun Mo looked deeply into her eyes, his gaze obviously filled with love. Initially, Le Qingqing was used to such looks from Jun Mo, and no matter how intensely he stared at her, she could remain composed. But ever since the incident yesterday, it had become difficult for her to face Jun Mo with the same calmness as before.
Whenever she met his handsome face, that scene would naturally surface in her mind, preventing her from settling down.
It seemed as if overnight, the relationship between the two had changed.
"Qingqing, I respect you a lot," Jun Mo said in a deep voice.
If he hadn't respected her, he would have taken her to bed already.
"President, when you did that to me without my permission, do you think that's respecting me?" Le Qingqing forced herself to calm down and countered Jun Mo.
