Song Xiaoan's face darkened as he changed the subject. "You go ahead with the meeting, those people are getting impatient."
Song Xiaoping's purple eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "Thank me first."
Song Xiaoan really didn't expect his brother to be so insistent and could only force himself to say thank you.
He looked extremely reluctant.
Xu Qian didn't care at all.
Song Xiaoping grabbed Xu Qian and walked towards the conference room.
Their retreating figures and footsteps were remarkably in sync, which made Song Xiaoping stroke his chin.
When did they get together?
The conference room was about the same size as a concert hall, with seats arranged from low to high above, and the two of them sat in the front row.
The host immediately went on stage to deliver a speech upon seeing his boss arrive.
"Welcome everyone to the 45th meeting of this month. Now, Director Liu will speak."
Xu Qian leaned back in her chair and listened to them babbling about how to plan attacks on various bases.
They even revealed things they shouldn't have.
Xu Qian leaned close to Song Xiaoping's ear and chuckled, "Commander, you're really not afraid of anything."
Song Xiaoping's expression remained unchanged. He lazily crossed his legs and said lightly, "Even if you tell them, I have a backup plan."
The girl tilted her head and stared at him for a moment, her eyes rolled, and she lightly kissed his cheek.
"Mua~" she went.
Director Liu, who was speaking eloquently on the stage, saw this. He choked and, relying on his strong self-control, desperately tried to get back on track.
Song Xiaoping's body stiffened; he hadn't expected her to kiss him so openly.
Xu Qian did it on purpose. She didn't feel anything about kissing him, so she just kissed him.
The system had just sent a message saying that the bases near City A were retreating to the Guangming Base, asking her to stall for time and prevent him from going to work.
Song Xiaoping licked his gums, his tongue pushing against his warm cheek that she had kissed. He endured it but couldn't hold back.
Suddenly, his chin was cupped, and the man leaned forward and kissed her red lips.
Their tongues dueled, neither giving way.
Song Xiaoan next to them pressed his temples, looking speechless.
Brother, can't you kiss her in your room? There are so many people here.
When the two finally parted, those around them and on the stage breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xu Qian, don't provoke me."
Xu Qian raised her eyebrows and provocatively kissed the corner of his mouth.
"I'll provoke you. What can you do about it?" Anyway, no matter what she did, he wouldn't hurt her.
She just didn't want him to have a good meeting, didn't want him to work properly.
Song Xiaoping narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed her hand, and pulled her outside.
Xu Qian followed him obediently, a smile on her lips.
On the same floor, there was a small conference room with a large round wooden table in the center, surrounded by many stools.
Song Xiaoping turned and locked the door. He unbuttoned his collar, revealing a glimpse of his pale skin underneath.
He let out a breath and chuckled, "Qian, do you think I won't do anything to you?"
Xu Qian raised her eyebrows in surprise. Is he serious?
Is he angry?
The man's figure flashed, and he pushed her onto the round table, pulling at her red robe as if to tear it.
Xu Qian, of course, wouldn't let him have his way. She forcefully pushed him away and had already flashed to the other side of the round table.
"Commander, why are you angry?"
Song Xiaoping sneered.
"I'm not angry, I want to have you."
It was only then that Xu Qian realized he was serious.
No way.
Haven't seen each other for months, has he broken his vows?
"I don't agree. You can't force me."
"Oh?" Song Xiaoping felt a surge of anger. He had hacked into Guan Weiyun's house network, and those steamy videos had made him red-eyed.
She was willing to do it with Guan Weiyun, but not with him?