Carlos's words fell, and Qianxun's face showed a moved expression.
"Carlos, you're really good to me!" Qianxun said.
Carlos listened and smiled slightly, "It's my honor!"
Qianxun just buried her head and smiled lightly, but her heart felt a chill.
At this moment, Carlos suddenly walked over to her, his brows and eyes filled with deep affection, and his gaze lingered, clearly preparing to kiss Qianxun.
Seeing this, Qianxun pressed a key on her phone without changing her expression, yet her eyes seemed to be captivated by Carlos, filled with anticipation and tension.
Just as Carlos placed his hand on the back of Qianxun's head, preparing to give her a tender, lingering kiss, Qianxun's phone suddenly rang.
Qianxun instantly awoke and then with a look of regret and apology said, "Sorry, I need to take a call."
Then, in front of Carlos, she answered the call, showing a frustrated demeanor as if she really cared that the kiss hadn't happened.
