She casually picked up a book and sat on the leather sofa, watching as time passed by and she felt sleepy unknowingly.
Leng Xiao was in a video conference, sitting on a comfortable and large sofa chair with half a cigarette burning in his hand.
The person in charge of Canada was reporting in an orderly manner when he suddenly heard him say in a very low voice: "That's it for today."
The person in charge was confused, but immediately responded: "Yes, Mr. Leng."
Cutting off the screen, Leng Xiao turned his attention to the woman on the sofa.
When did she fall asleep, her thin body was leaning on the sofa, her long hair spread out on the dark leather sofa, the open book pages were covering her chest, and her two white hands were gently touching each other.
on the cover of the book.
His eyes couldn't help but linger on the title of the book for a while. It turned out to be the English version of the Global Financial Report. He couldn't imagine that someone with such a humble background could actually understand such a profound book. What was there in her body?
There are so many unknown mysteries.
While thinking this way, Leng Xiao was surprised to realize that he had already walked to the sofa.
He bent slightly and took out the book from her hand, and gently put it back on the bookshelf.
Her hands were empty, and she felt a little uncomfortable about waking up. She frowned slightly and pursed her mouth.
He picked her up from the sofa almost without thinking. Her body was so light and weighed almost nothing. This was the second time he hugged her. The last time was when she fainted in the living room.
Qiu Mo felt her body leave the sofa lightly, and she woke up in a daze, but she did not open her eyes because the smell on the tip of her nose was familiar but unfamiliar. He was willing to hug her. This realization made her heart pound.
It was beating incessantly, and she deliberately pretended to be sleeping soundly. She greedily put her little head close to his broad chest, and clearly heard the thumping and powerful beating of his heart. She felt that it was a beautiful melody that could not be expressed in words.
At this moment, she really wished to stop time, and she would think that she was the happiest woman in the world.
How could Leng Xiao fail to notice the thoughts of the little woman in his arms? She was still pretending to sleep even though she was already awake. Her long eyelashes that were trembling slightly were like two small fans, betraying its owner immediately.
He didn't even try to expose her. It was undeniable that her soft cotton body felt really good in his arms.
Just like this, he carried her all the way back to the guest room on the third floor. He turned on the light and saw the broken desk lamp on the bed at first sight. A look of surprise appeared on Leng Xiao's face, and he turned on the person in his arms.
He lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt over her.
And he was sitting by the bed studying the half-repaired desk lamp. He was confused by her again. This woman knew English, could read economic books, and could repair desk lamps. What else did she have?
It's something he doesn't know.
Qiu Mo opened one eye behind him and looked at his straight back and broad shoulders. He had a perfect figure close to the golden ratio, which could make almost all women blush. She suddenly remembered that confused moment.
That night, he used this body to ride on hers. In an instant, her face turned as red as a persimmon.