Luo Xiaoqian was exposed and got out of bed. Knowing that Leng Zimo would not avoid it, she bent down and picked up the paper bag beside the bed and walked into the bathroom. She was still brand new from the inside out, and the size was still just right. This man seemed to like her body.
Knows more than she does.
After changing her clothes and walking out, Luo Xiaoqian carefully put her old clothes beside the pillow into a paper bag.
The torn T-shirt and red-stained jeans... were all beside the pillow, but her underwear was not found.
"Under the pillow!"
Leng Zimo spoke promptly.
She opened the pillow and saw that the white bra also had some blood stains on it.
Putting it into the paper bag, she suddenly realized something, and her face felt hot again.
She always thought it was the nurse who helped her change clothes, but now it seems that it must be him, otherwise, how could he know where her little clothes are?!
At this time, Leng Zimo's palm had already reached towards the pocket in her hand.
"I myself can..."
Before she could say the word "yi" at the end, his fingers had already grasped the handle of the bag.
One of her two hands was scratched, and the other was still hurting after being pressed by the nurse as a prop for several minutes. Luo Xiaoqian let go of her fingers and let him take the bag.
Leng Zimo turned around and walked out of the ward. She didn't dare to neglect him and hurriedly chased him, following him all the way.
The corridor was quiet, with only the buzzing sound coming from the white flag lamp overhead.
When passing by the nurse's station, Luo Xiaoqian glanced sideways at the clock on the wall. The time showed 3:09.
Luo Xiaoqian was shocked.
She originally thought she was unconscious for a while, but she didn't expect it to last so long.
It was already dark outside, of course it wasn't afternoon, it was early morning. I remember it was only eight or nine o'clock when she came home. For a few hours, he...had been watching her until now?!
She was naturally moved in her heart.
Walking into the elevator, she hesitated several times and was about to say thank you to him. Leng Zimo, who was standing next to him, saw the scratch on her forehead, raised his eyebrows, and had already spoken before her.
"I need to remind you again not to challenge my bottom line again and again!"
The emotion in her heart was instantly shattered into pieces by his words. Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips and said, "Even if I sell it to you, I am still a human being and you cannot restrict my personal freedom!"
"After you defeat me, say the word freedom to me again!"
Leng Zimo said quietly and strode out of the separated elevator door.
She followed him out of the elevator, and the night wind blew in her face. She shivered unconsciously after staying in the warm quilt for a long time.
Beside, Leng Zimo, who was opening the trunk to put things away, glanced at her thin spring clothes.
This Irene is getting worse and worse at getting things done!
Taking off his suit jacket and throwing it on her, he gave a cold command.
"Put it on!"
Luo Xiaoqian was in no mood to go against him, so she immediately put her coat on her body and sat in the passenger seat.
There is a touch of chocolate and his warmth on the clothes.
Leng Zimo started the car, glanced at her naturally, and spoke unhappily again.
"seat belt!"
What happened to her? How many times did he have to repeat the same thing!
Luo Xiaoqian buckled her seat belt, and he immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared out of the parking lot.
It was already late at night, and there were very few vehicles on the road. This was the first time Luo Xiaoqian saw such a night view of Beijing.
In my impression, Beijing was always crowded and chaotic, with people everywhere, but now it is completely different.
