A lover who truly has a tacit understanding does not need too many words. Just like at this moment, Leng Zimo could understand her mood without even looking into her eyes.
Lifting his palm, Leng Zimo gently held her face, and looked at Zhang's face so close that he would still be tempted even if he had seen it countless times.
His fingers slid over her skin little by little, from forehead to eyebrows, cheeks, lips, smooth jaw line...and her hair, his favorite round earlobes.
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Leng Zimo buried his face in her chest like a child, listening to her heartbeat.
Luo Xiaoqian hugged his head, gasping and kissing his hair, combing his hair with her fingers - tomorrow, these hairs will be cut off.
"Xiaoxi!"
Leng Zimo raised his face from her chest, his voice was hoarse.
Luo Xiaoqian didn't make a sound, she just tilted her face slightly and kissed his lips again.
Tonight, she wanted to be with him and love him again without reservation.
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Lifting her up to the bathroom and letting her stand on his feet, Leng Zimo carefully adjusted the temperature of the shower water before holding her and standing under the water column, carefully cleaning her body.
Looking at her face with drops of water, he felt distressed for a while.
"If this operation goes well, I will accompany you well in the future and travel around the world!"
Luo Xiaoqian looked up at him and nodded solemnly, "Okay, then this is what we have decided!"
Retracting his arms, Leng Zimo hugged her tightly, and she hugged him back.
The two people hugged each other so tightly that they almost became one, and not even drops of water could separate them.
Although she wished she could hold him with him till eternity, Luo Xiaoqian was still determined to let go of him. She had to have surgery tomorrow and he had to have enough energy. She couldn't let him waste too much energy and energy.
After wiping his body and walking out, Leng Zimo put on a new hospital gown, and Luo Xiaoqian took out the clothes prepared in the paper bag and put them on.
This morning, she had already decided on this matter, so she was well prepared. Then, she took out an electric clipper from her bag.
"Zimo, can I help you push your hair?"
The craniotomy required balding, which was supposed to be done by the nurse, but Luo Xiaoqian didn't want to do it. She wanted to do it for him herself.
"good."
Leng Zimo sat on the chair.
Luo Xiaoqian took out the prepared shawl and put it on him, carefully pushing off his hair bit by bit.
Leng Zimo is a movie actor. Although he doesn't pay much attention to appearance, he has always had high requirements for himself. Luo Xiaoqian was originally worried about whether pulling off his hair would have any impact on his psychology, so she decided to do this.
Do things yourself.
After pushing her hair, she held his face seriously and looked at it carefully.
"Well, my husband is handsome!"
This sentence is really not flattering or comforting.
Leng Zimo's facial features and face shape are almost perfect. Even if his hair is removed, it will not have any impact on his appearance.
Leng Zimo laughed, "Of course, otherwise how could I be your husband!"
In fact, at this time, these things no longer mattered to him.
However, it is just hair, and it will grow back as long as you live.
"I'm not lying to you, he's so handsome. I want to take a photo with my handsome actor husband!" Luo Xiaoqian took the phone, put her face against him, and took a photo with him, "I want to take this photo carefully.
I will keep the land, and when the time comes, I will show my grandson that his grandfather once had a bald head..."
