The two of them went out together, approached the elevator, and headed straight to the underground parking lot.
Luo Xiaoqian was afraid of falling behind, so she wrote a little hastily, but her shoelaces were thrown out by her. She accidentally stepped on them, and she rushed forward out of control. Fortunately, she grabbed Leng Zimo's arm with one hand in time.
, the talent did not fall.
"Um...I'm sorry!"
Looking at Leng Zimo who turned around, she apologized hurriedly.
Noticing her loose shoelaces, Leng Zimo raised his hand and patted the folder in his hand on her body.
"Take it!"
Just take it, what's the big deal!
Luo Xiaoqian cursed, hugged the thick folder with both hands, and was about to move forward, but unexpectedly, Leng Zimo in front of him had already squatted down in front of him.
She lowered her face in confusion, but saw that he had already pinched her loose shoelaces and neatly tied a beautiful bow.
Looking at Leng Zimo squatting in front of her, Luo Xiaoqian was completely confused.
This tyrant, did you take the wrong medicine today?!
After tying her shoelaces, Leng Zimo raised his hand to take the folder from her hand and noticed the abnormal bulge in her chest. He frowned again and handed the folder to her hand.
"Take it and turn around!"
Turn around?
What are you doing again?!
Doubtful in her heart, Luo Xiaoqian still turned around obediently.
There's something really wrong with this sullen look today. To be on the safe side, she'd better not go against him!
As soon as she stood still, her clothes had been lifted up by him. Before she could react, his palm reached out from behind and landed on her chest.
Feeling his palm gently sliding across her skin, her hair instantly stood up.
What is he going to do? It's not going to be in the parking lot...
Just when she was thinking wildly, Leng Zimo had already arranged the bra for her, then shrank back and fastened the buckles on the bra one by one. He reached out with his long hand and took the document from her hand again.
folder.
"boarding!"
Following him to the car and sitting on the passenger seat, Luo Xiaoqian just lowered her red face and said nothing.
Luo Xiaoqian, Luo Xiaoqian, can your thoughts be more pure?
No, how can you blame her? How could she know what he was going to do if he didn't tell her?!
Seeing her sitting in a daze on the chair, Leng Zimo breathed a sigh of relief.
Not wearing a seat belt?
This incident seemed to remind her not just once or twice, but what on earth is going on with this girl?!
Seeing that he didn't start the car, Luo Xiaoqian raised her face in confusion, just as Leng Zimo came over to help her pull the seat belt. When she raised her face, her head hit his elbow.
"Hiss!" The wound on his forehead that was pushed by Lu Hao last time was not completely healed, and it happened to hit his elbow. Naturally, it was painful. Luo Xiaoqian just gasped in pain, and now
He complained, "Please, can you tell me before you do what you want to do next time?"
After inserting the seat belt into the card slot, Leng Zimo looked sideways at her pouting and carefully rubbing her forehead, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.
Yes, this is her!
Outspoken and childish, this is the real Luo Xiaoqian.
He didn't move his body, he just raised his palm and gently touched her chin.
"I want to kiss you!"
"ah?!"
Luo Xiaoqian moved her gaze in surprise. His handsome face had quickly enlarged in her eyes, and his lips fell on hers.
Leng Zimo did not go deep into the kiss, but kissed her lips lightly, then moved his face and started the car.
"Let's go shopping for clothes first, and then go to the press conference!"
