His palm naturally rested on the side of her face, and his fingers gently stroked a tear streaming down the side of her face, and his lips and tongue became inexplicably dry.
Suddenly, I really want to kiss her!
Feeling his fingers slide across her cheek, Xu Xia's heart seemed to be caressed by something softly. Looking at the face so close at hand, her heartbeat stopped for a beat unconsciously.
There was a strange emotion in his eyes. His thumb caressed her face, and the slightly rough fingertips almost burned her skin. This emotion made her feel inexplicably flustered.
Seeing him bring his face closer, her heart was already beating wildly.
"Zirui, you...?!"
Hearing her voice, Leng Zirui suddenly came back to his senses.
The last slap was not enough, how could you make the same mistake?
It took a lot of effort for you to restore this relationship. Leng Zirui, why do you want to make a mistake again?
She is Luo Xiaoqian's good sister and your nephew Luo Jun's godmother. Are you crazy? Can you play with this woman casually?!
Her lips that were about to kiss her suddenly turned to the side. Leng Zirui opened his mouth and bit the meat skewer in her hand, then stood up from her.
"No, I'm so sleepy. If you want to see the stars by yourself, I have to go back to sleep!"
Stretching his waist, he casually took his torn T-shirt and put it on, picked up his coat, and strode towards the building in the distance.
Xu Xia sat up straight on the blanket, watching his figure getting further away, and then looking at the meat skewers in her hand that he had bitten, she lost consciousness again.
Sure enough, she was overthinking it. How could he want to kiss her? He was just a good friend.
Xu Xia, don’t be stupid!
He has already said that you are not her type. It is impossible for such an excellent man to like you!
Thinking of this answer, Xu Xia just felt so depressed that she felt like she was out of breath. She grabbed the beer can he put on the table, raised her hand and poured the drink into her mouth.
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Upstairs, study.
Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian sat side by side on the sofa. Leng Zimo held her waist with one hand and held her two small hands with the other.
"Yizhou, you don't have to hide it from me. I know everything." Luo Xiaoqian looked at Shen Yizhou across from him seriously, "I just want to know now what is the most effective treatment method and how should we treat Zimo
Which condition is most beneficial?"
Shen Yizhou nodded slightly, and then uttered eight words, "Admit hospital for examination and perform surgery as soon as possible. If you agree, I will contact my instructor immediately and ask him to rush to Beijing as soon as possible."
"Okay, you can make the call now!" Luo Xiaoqian agreed immediately.
Leng Zimo held her palm and said, "Xiao Qian, can I tell you what I think?"
Luo Xiaoqian turned her face and looked into his eyes, "Don't say anything like having a wedding first and then surgery. I don't agree."
She knew this man so well that she had already guessed what he was thinking without him saying anything.
Leng Zimo took a breath, "Xiao Qian, I know what you are thinking, but I..."
"You gave me a perfect wedding, and you don't want me to have any regrets, right?!" Luo Xiaoqian held his palm, "We are already husband and wife, and the wedding is for others to see, right?"
If we don't get married, don't you love me anymore? For me, losing you is the biggest regret. This time, you must listen to me!"
