482. Chapter 482 Mrs. Leng is fresh out of the oven 5
She pushed him gently and said coquettishly, "Get out."
He was like a pervert who couldn't get enough to eat. He pestered her several times every night. Except for her physical condition, he never failed every night.
Every time, at the end of the day, he would carry her to the bathroom to clean her, and while washing her, the gun would go off, and it would get out of hand.
Unexpectedly, he left happily this time, without any hesitation.
Qingting was startled, a little strange, but he didn't have time to think about it, rinsed himself off, put on his bathrobe, and took a towel to wipe his wet hair.
Leng Qirui didn't know what he was flipping through. He turned his head when he heard the noise, smiled softly, held a hair dryer in his hand, and waved it at her.
Qingting was sitting in front of the dressing table applying skin care products. Leng Qirui was holding a hair dryer to help her dry her hair. Her movements were a bit clumsy and stiff, but her hands were as gentle as water.
The strands of green silk are as smooth as satin, exuding a charming luster under the light.
He couldn't put it down and rubbed it, with an intoxicating smile on his lips. It turned out that it was such a joy to blow dry the hair of the woman he loved, and his heart felt warm and indescribably comfortable.
Qingting glanced at him secretly. The hostility in the morning had long since dissipated, leaving only a strong affection that could not be resolved.
She felt so sweet in her heart that she couldn't help but chuckle, her eyebrows were crescent, and happiness was written all over her face.
Leng Qirui touched her little head and placed a gentle kiss on her hair, "Okay, let's change clothes."
He took out a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on the bed. He also took out a set of diamond jewelry from the jewelry box on the dressing table, which was luxurious and elegant.
Qingting was stunned, "Change clothes? Do you still want to go out?"
He was busy all alone, "Yes, there will be a program later, do you want my help?"
Qingting was confused, but he didn't ask any more questions, "I came on my own."
It is a bright red satin silk dress, with bare shoulders and a floor-length skirt. The skirt is designed to look like a blooming lotus. It sways when you move around, and it is incomparably beautiful.
This was Qingting's first time wearing bright red clothes. It was too bright and made her feel uncomfortable.
But looking at the figure in the mirror, she couldn't deny that she was very suitable to wear red. She wore it with dignity and elegance, with fiery enthusiasm, and with her unique beauty.
The entire set of diamond jewelry, necklaces, earrings, and bracelets echo each other and play the role of finishing touch, shining brightly under the light.
Leng Qirui stood behind her at some point, with a hint of surprise in his black eyes, "It's so beautiful. It seems I have a good taste. Do you like it?"
Qingting nodded slightly, her eyes fell on him, and her eyes showed obsession. He wore a set of high-end custom-made handmade suits. The silver-gray color suited him very well. The red tie added a different flavor. His figure was slender, tall, and good-looking.
It makes people unable to look away.
"I like it. When did you buy it?"
"They just sent it." Leng Qirui seemed to have remembered something. He held her hand and stood in front of the closet. He opened the closet door and saw a whole row of clothes in various colors and styles. There were also several
Designer bags and accessories. “These are all for you.”
Qingting arrived suddenly. He didn't even have time to pack his luggage before he was carried to the plane. He was still worried, but he didn't expect him to be so careful and consider everything.
This is love! Always put her first and consider her in everything!
Leng Qirui took her for a ride on the bustling streets. The air was cool and fresh, and the city was dotted with colorful neon lights. The lights were bright, like a nightless sky.
The wind blows through the car window, black hair is flying, Qing Ting is smiling, her mood is flying, and she is indescribably happy.