CEO Jun Handled the White Lotus Beautifully

An Luo looked up and saw Xia Wanyuan walking over with a mask on.

The corners of An Luo's lips subconsciously curled up, but at the thought of not being too obvious, he could only try his best to suppress the smile. Then, he lowered his head and pretended not to see Xia Wanyuan.

Seeing An Luo's actions, a smile flashed across An Lin's eyes. He reached out and pinched An Luo's pink ears. "Alright, An Luo, aren't you happy that someone is sending you off?"

"An Luo." At this moment, Xia Wanyuan had already walked to his side and called out to him.

An Luo looked up and coughed. "Why are you here? I didn't ask you to send me."

Xia Wanyuan was a little amused. An Luo looked a little like Xia Yu at the beginning. She reached out and touched An Luo's soft golden hair.

"Hey! What are you doing?! You're not allowed to touch my hair." An Luo covered his ears with both hands, not letting Xia Wanyuan see his hot red ears.