She offered just the right amount of warmth, but she had to curb her desires, unwilling to fully possess or see resentment in her eyes. Perhaps this distance is better.
Inside the room, Lu Qing's face was dark. Qin Miaomiao secretly observed his expression while chewing on an apple.
"You should know Joanna's intentions, right?"
"I know. What's wrong?"
"If you know, how dare you stay so close to her?"
Qin Miaomiao looked innocent, "But Qiao hasn't confessed to me, nor has she acted inappropriately. She treats me as a friend, and we interact like friends. Besides, she's not a man and doesn't exude that unique male sense of danger, so I can't bring myself to guard against her."
Lu Qing sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes flickering with a hint of danger, staring at her.
It must be said, she was remarkably skilled in handling relationships.
