Leng Zimo could not hold back any longer. His tense face relaxed naturally and the corners of his lips raised upwards.
"Aren't you afraid that I won't have a wife when you went to be a bait in the morning?!"
She raised her face and looked at the relaxed expression on his face, and just smiled, "Am I not doing well in front of you?"
"Hey!" Leng Zimo sighed and hugged her into his arms, "You are a tormenting little thing."
"I grind, I grind, I grind..."
She smiled and nuzzled in his arms like a child.
She was either afraid that he would be angry, or she was afraid that he would be so angry that he would be so angry that he would break down. After all, the previous surgery had only been done not long ago.
As long as he doesn't get angry, scold her, or bite her, it doesn't matter to her.
Leng Zimo held down her restless little head and said, "Be good, otherwise, I will really want to eat people!"
Luo Xiaoqian raised her face with a smile, pursed her lips and kissed him on the lips, "Hubby, take a bath, I'll change clothes, and then I'll go with you to see daddy."
"You should have a good rest. I will go there by myself in a while!" Knowing that she was worried that he would lose his temper with Leng Lin, Leng Zimo gently straightened her messy hair and carried her back to the bed. "Don't worry.
I won't lose my temper."
"Really?" Leng Zimo nodded seriously.
"Well, I'll go change clothes and help you make Kung Fu tea. This is new tea picked by Sister Tong Ya from the mountains of Yunnan. It smells delicious." She stood up wrapped in a blanket, put on her slippers and pushed him back to the bathroom, "I'll help you.
Get some clothes!"
Knowing that she was still worried, Leng Zimo shook his head and did not persist.
After a while, he finished taking a shower, Luo Xiaoqian had also changed into ordinary home clothes, Leng Zimo put on the clothes Luo Xiaoqian had prepared for him, and the two of them walked out of the bedroom together.
Luo Xiaoqian knocked on the study door for him.
"Come in." Leng Lin's voice immediately came from inside the door.
"Remember not to lose your temper!" Luo Xiaoqian turned to Leng Zimo and made a face, "I'll make tea for you."
She turned and walked towards the stairs, and Leng Zimo opened the study door.
"Hello!"
Luo Xiaoqian stopped at the entrance of the stairs, turned around, and pushed up the corners of her lips with two fingers, gesturing for him to smile.
Leng Zimo turned his face, looked at the expression on her face, and then followed her example and raised the corners of his lips.
"My husband is so handsome, I love you!" She whispered and blew a kiss to him, "Remember to keep...smiling."
After saying that, she went downstairs.
Leng Zimo withdrew his gaze and walked into the study.
"Sit down!" Leng Lin raised his chin towards the sofa and watched him sit down on the sofa. "This morning, Xiao Qian and I did something..."
Leng Zimo looked at him sideways. From his angle, he could just see Leng Lin's side face and the wound on the back of his face that was still covered with gauze.
I needed six stitches after the collision, and they haven't been removed yet.
Looking at the white hair on his head and imagining the mood of such an injured old man at the moment, Leng Zimo breathed out slowly and said softly, "I already know, Xiao Qian told me everything
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Leng Lin was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly explained, "This matter is all my idea. Don't be angry with her. If you are angry, just come at me. That child did all this for you.
For our Leng family..." Leng Lin turned around and stared at Leng Zimo deeply, "You can do whatever you want to me, but I won't allow you to say no to her!"
