Locke looked at her pale face and was busy patting her back, wiping her face and bringing water to her. His eyebrows were also furrowed tightly.
After a while, Luo Xiaoqian stopped vomiting, walked to the bathroom, washed her face and straightened up.
She raised her face and looked at Locke standing aside, frowning and looking at her with distress. She suddenly had an illusion in a trance that this situation seemed familiar.
Locke took out a tissue and asked, "Are you okay?"
Watching him take the tissue, she raised her face in a cooperative manner, which was completely out of habit.
Before, when she was with Leng Zimo, he would wipe her face every time.
Looking at her look, Locke was slightly startled, and then he realized what he was doing. He raised his left hand and gently held her chin. He gently used his right hand to wipe away the water stains on her face.
This was the most intimate thing he had ever done with her since he met her.
Locke has never taken care of others, let alone why women wipe their faces. In his world, there is only the word "being taken care of". But now, when he holds the chin of the girl in front of him and wipes the water stains on her face, he
There was no slightest feeling of disgust, and there was even an indescribable feeling of joy in my heart.
The joy was not only due to her active approach, but also some other emotions that he didn't notice.
Looking at his face and feeling the doting in his eyes, Luo Xiaoqian said softly, "Locke, did you ever love each other?!"
"Of course." Locke dropped the tissue in his hand and held her face with his palms, "Sissi, no one loves you more than me!"
As he spoke, he lowered his face and slowly moved towards her lips.
Looking at his approaching face and those dark green eyes full of desire, Luo Xiaoqian just hesitated in her heart. Her instinct told her to avoid it, but her reason told her that she shouldn't avoid it, since the other person was the one she loved.
She has the other person's child, so this kind of closeness is natural.
His breathing gradually came closer, and there was a hint of alcohol in it. Feeling the smell of alcohol, Luo Xiaoqian turned around suddenly, ran to the trash can again, and retched.
Locke, who originally thought he could kiss Fangze, straightened up unhappily.
"Yes... I'm sorry..." Luo Xiaoqian looked at him while holding back retching, "Locke, I... I didn't mean it, it was just the smell of alcohol, I... vomited..."
Seeing the haggard look on her pale little face, the apology on her face, and the obvious worry in her eyes, the slight anger in Locke's heart instantly turned into distress.
"No, Sissi, it's okay." Locke came over again and patted her back gently.
After a while, Luo Xiaoqian's stomach finally returned to calm. Locke was only worried about causing her discomfort again and did not dare to get close to her again.
The two walked out of the bathroom. Leng Zirui and Roselia were already standing outside the door.
"I'm sorry." Luo Xiaoqian said apologetically, "I... I want to go upstairs and rest for a while."
"I'll take you up." Locke said softly.
"Let Roselia go." Leng Zirui said in time, "I have something to say to you, Locke."
"I can just go up there by myself." Luo Xiaoqian smiled at a few people and said, "You guys chat."
She turned around and went upstairs, and a servant immediately followed her.
Seeing her figure disappear at the end of the stairs, Leng Zirui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The door was not closed just now, but he could see the appearance of the two of them.
Fortunately, Luo Xiaoqian was disgusted with the smell of alcohol, otherwise, his sister-in-law would have been kissed by this guy.
