C1020 Midnight Relaxation

The number Qing Shaoyu dialed was randomly dialed by him. He had already expected Lu Jinghao to stop him, but he just did not expect him to be so serious.

He looked down at Lu Jinghao, who was lying on his desk, and frowned.

Lu Jinghao's arm hit the edge of the table heavily because of his oversized movements. His other hand also felt a stinging pain from his palm due to the oversized movements