Feeling his fingers through the clothes, Luo Xiaoqian could hardly stand.
His enthusiasm is just like in a dream, domineering and hot.
She subconsciously took a step back, her waist just touching the piano behind her, but Leng Zimo once again approached her. She had support, and his palms became more and more unrestrained, moving from behind, across the side of her waist, all the way up.
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Being kissed like this and completely enveloped by his breath, Luo Xiaoqian could no longer think. Her whole body was so limp that she had no strength at all. Her fingers slipped from his shirt and fell on the strings, making an abrupt sound.
The sound was so sudden that both of them were startled.
Leng Zimo suddenly came back to his senses and noticed his gaffe.
He originally just wanted to give her a passionate kiss to see if it could help her memory, but...
What has he done?!
He had already pulled the shoulder straps of Luo Xiaoqian's skirt from her shoulders to her arms, leaving half of her shoulders exposed, her hair was messed up by him, her lips had already been swollen red from his kisses, and even her skirt
They have all been picked up to his thighs, and the little clothes underneath have been exposed.
She hurriedly pulled off the hem of her skirt and lifted the straps onto her shoulders. Luo Xiaoqian lowered her face and gasped, not daring to look at him.
"I...I'm going back first..."
She straightened up while holding the piano, and turned around to leave. Leng Zimo raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, "Xiao Qian..."
Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly said, "Not now, if... we are discovered..."
She said, "Not now."
This shows that she does not reject his closeness.
This made Leng Zimo very happy.
He chuckled softly, "I just want to help you sort it out."
Luo Xiaoqian suddenly froze in place, not only her face, but also her ears turned red this time.
"Do you think I...I..."
"Slutty?" Leng Zimo combed her hair with his fingers and said the words she was embarrassed to say for her.
Luo Xiaoqian gave a low expression of gratitude.
"Idiot." Leng Zimo scolded with a smile, "I am your man, you should like me, my body and my heart are yours."
After carefully adjusting her skirt, Leng Zimo raised his hand and caressed her lips.
"Your body and heart are mine too, don't let that bastard touch them."
"No, I haven't let him kiss me." Luo Xiaoqian said hurriedly, "I...I don't like it."
"What about me?" Leng Zimo approached her face, "Do you like me getting close to you?"
Luo Xiaoqian bit her lip lightly and rolled her eyes at him. Wasn't he asking questions knowingly?
"I want you to tell it yourself." Leng Zimo moved closer to her and looked at her intently, "Tell the truth."
"I..." Luo Xiaoqian raised her face and met his gaze, "...I like it."
Those two words were very light and small, but when he heard them, Leng Zimo felt happy and satisfied in his heart.
He knew how she felt, but he still wanted to hear her say it herself.
Because he cared so much, he couldn't help but want more and more. Even if she no longer remembered him, he still wanted to know how much she cared about him.
Leng Zimo, this man is so domineering.
"I...I have to go..."
Luo Xiaoqian spoke with difficulty.
His gaze was too dangerous, and she was really afraid that if he came again, she would lose control and get lost again.
This man could make her fall completely with just one kiss.
"good."
Leng Zimo said a word in a low voice. Although he wished he wanted her now, his reason told him that it would be too dangerous.
