The Dashing, Domineering Editor-in-Chief

“Qing Xiaoran, hurry up and update, or you'll be breaking your contract!” Xu Xiaomo tried hard to put on a stern expression, but faced with the petite girl before him, he just couldn't act domineering. “Sob, sob! Xu Xiaomo, you big liar! You promised you wouldn't nag me for updates!” Qing Xiaoran's little cat-like paws fiercely scratched at the handsome guy with the fierce-looking eyes. “Stop crying, okay? You know I hate it when girls cry.” The man, dressed all in black and wearing black-rimmed glasses, had sharply arched brows and crescent-shaped eyes. He was breathtakingly handsome, yet his usually stern face was now tinged with deep helplessness. Qing Xiaoran's petite body nestled against him, and her heart fluttered with delight. Hmph, think you can take me on? Hehe, turns out the editor-in-chief's arms are pretty warm.