After combing her long hair, Luo Xiaoqian took a closer look at herself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.
Living here these days, she has never cared about her image, let alone dressing up to meet Locke.
However, at this moment, she was unconsciously concerned about her appearance.
Raising her hand to touch her lips gently, Luo Xiaoqian's eyes glanced over her lower abdomen, and she lowered her palms to rest on her lower abdomen through her clothes.
"Baby, I'm sorry, mommy put on lipstick today. She just didn't want bad people to discover mommy's secret." Although she no longer remembers who the child's father is, she still has a mother's instinctive love for the child. "I will help you find it as soon as possible.
Dad's, I guess, he must have given you a nice nickname."
When she said this, the shadow of Leng Zimo immediately appeared in her mind.
At this time, Luo Xiaoqian was not sure that Leng Zimo was the father of the child, but her intuition told her that this possibility was very high.
She was not disgusted by his closeness, and was even filled with an indescribable sense of expectation. His breath, his kiss, the feeling when he hugged her... all gave him a feeling of déjà vu.
.
She believed that they must have done something more intimate.
As for Locke, she has an instinctive resistance to him. The human body cannot lie. She can't even accept his hugs and kisses. How can she give birth to a child for him?
Thinking of Leng Zimo, Luo Xiaoqian naturally felt excited.
That feeling is like first love.
Although they had only been separated for a moment, she could not help but want to see him again.
After taking one last look at herself in the glasses to make sure that she was not bad, Luo Xiaoqian opened the door and walked downstairs with brisk steps.
In the kitchen on the first floor, Leng Zimo had prepared the materials and tools needed for the barbecue and was instructing the maid to bring the things out the door.
A lake-blue figure swept across the corner of his eye, and Leng Zimo couldn't help but move his gaze.
This was the first time he had seen her wearing this color, and even he was inevitably stunned when he saw her for the first time.
Luo Xiaoqian has an ability.
She can be naked, clean and innocent like an ordinary girl next door, but once she is released, her charm is immediately released like a rarity.
"lady!"
The maid bowed politely.
Luo Xiaoqian turned sideways and walked in between the two of them. Her eyes fell on Leng Zimo, and then she raised her lips and smiled.
The maid picked up her things and walked out, and she walked up to him.
"Where's my juice?"
Leng Zimo handed her the juice, but secretly decided in his heart that after taking her out of here, he would buy a few skirts of this color for her.
He wants to take this one with him too. He will not leave the clothes worn by his woman to Locke.
Luo Xiaoqian took the juice cup and thanked her. Seeing that his eyes were staring at her skirt, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, "Doesn't it look good?"
"It's beautiful." Leng Zimo said.
It's just that he doesn't like people who buy skirts.
Of course, he didn't say this.
He was still not sure what Luo Xiaoqian's understanding of Locke was, and he couldn't take risks just in case.
Although he said it was beautiful, when he looked at the skirt, it was obviously a little weird.
Luo Xiaoqian felt the displeasure in his eyes and asked in a low voice, "You... don't like this color?"
