"Let's go!" Leng Zimo opened the car door and said calmly.
"Let's go?" Leng Ziyan asked doubtfully.
"Well, I'll take the sugar." After Leng Zimo finished speaking, he stepped sideways into the car.
Leng Ziyan put her hand on the car door and asked, "Are you going to tell me that you are going to pick her up from work?"
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Leng Zimo frowned, not understanding what Leng Ziyan meant.
Leng Ziyan was seen revealing the gold watch on his wrist.
Said: "Zimo, could you please check the time first?"
The hour hand has reached ten o'clock.
Leng Zimo finally showed a helpless smile on his face and said, "It's just what I want."
Leng Ziyan smiled at him, patted his shoulder and said: "Don't think too much about daddy, let everything take its course. As you said, I don't believe daddy will elope with Ann."
, because in my heart, daddy is not that kind of person either, so go and cultivate a relationship with Baitang! Your vision is not wrong."
Leng Zimo chuckled, "Do I still need to cultivate my relationship with her? With your help, brother, I am like a duck in water!"
"You have seen this! Then, how are you going to thank me, sister?" Leng Ziyan put his face in front of Leng Zimo with a smile on his face and asked expectantly.
"This, let me think about it carefully, what is it that I lack most right now?" Leng Zimo's fingers began to flick on the steering wheel.
Leng Ziyan put his hands on the car window, playfully waiting for his answer.
Leng Zi thought for a while, and finally stretched out his finger in a sly manner, twitching towards Leng Ziyan, gesturing for her to bring her face closer to him.
Leng Ziyan couldn't help but feel curious, and laughed: "It's so magical, tell me? What on earth is it?"
Leng Zimo laughed secretly and said mischievously: "Sister, what you need most now is a man to nourish you at night."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Ziyan grabbed his ears.
The pain was so painful that Leng Zimo kept shouting "Yiyiyeah".
He said: "Leng Ziyan, you, please stop it. Fortunately, you are still a master's student studying in France, so you are so rude."
The more he spoke, the harder Leng Ziyan became, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What's wrong with the Master studying in France? You are allowed to act like a hooligan, but I am not allowed to be violent? Huh?"
Seeing that Leng Ziyan was being serious with him and showed no intention of being soft at all, Leng Zimo, who was sitting in the car unable to resist, hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, okay, I'm wrong, isn't it? You, you, hurry up
stop."
Seeing that Leng Zimo's ears were now as red as a pig's ears from being pulled by him, Leng Ziyan stopped.
He swept his palms proudly and said without forgetting his lesson: "Now you know the consequences of being a gangster with your sister and me? I'm a fool."
Leng Zimo pursed his lips and made a face at Leng Ziyan full of dissatisfaction.
His voice was as low as a mosquito, and he muttered, "You are the only one who still uses violence against me? Huh, how can you do anything to someone who doesn't even have a gun?"
When I saw Leng Zimo touching his red pig ears distressedly, muttering to himself.
Leng Ziyan instantly darkened his face and asked pretending to be angry: "Zimo, what are you muttering about?"
"No, I'm saying it's getting late, I'm going back, bye..." After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.
Leng Ziyan, who was standing behind the car, saw Leng Zimo's anxious look as he left quickly.