Looking at the anklets on her slender ankles with admiration, Leng Zirui threatened half-heartedly.
Xu Xia looked at her ankle. It was a very rough handmade leather ring with a handmade pendant on it. There was also a small bell hanging at the joint. When she moved it lightly, it made a burst of sound.
Crisp sound.
Xu Xia's favorite thing is to collect such exaggerated personality necklaces and bracelets. This anklet is undoubtedly her favorite.
I guess you have a conscience, you still think of buying something for your wife when you are on a mission.
She felt happy in her heart, but her face still showed deliberate contempt, "What kind of taste do you have? You even wear a bell. Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
Your IQ is that of a two-year-old.
Leng Zirui secretly cursed in his heart, smiled and tugged at the small bell at her feet, "Speaking of which, I really want to see you dancing with the bell."
"Dream!" Xu Xia gave him a blank look and retracted his feet directly.
Leng Zirui lay down next to her, stretched out his arm from behind, and placed the hot water bottle prepared by the maid on her stomach through the thin blanket, "Then let's dream together."
Knowing that he was giving her a hot compress, Xu Xia didn't struggle any more, just closed her eyes slightly and enjoyed his love.
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In the study room.
Locke looked at the files displayed on the computer screen, but the figure of Luo Xiaoqian flashed in front of his eyes, and a feeling of boredom arose in his body.
After closing the file, he stood up and strode upstairs to the door of Luo Xiaoqian's room on the third floor.
After trying to push it, but it didn't open, Locke frowned slightly and knocked on the door.
After a while, the door was opened, and Luo Xiaoqian's figure emerged from the door. She had been taking a nap, but was woken up by him in the middle of her nap, with a somewhat confused expression on her face.
Because she had just slept, her little face was flushed, her big eyes were slightly watery, and her long hair looked a little messy, but she was particularly sexy and alluring.
"Locke?" Seeing Locke outside the door, Luo Xiaoqian was a little surprised and hurriedly raised her hands to straighten her clothes, "Is something wrong?"
"Suddenly I miss you!"
Locke pushed open her half-opened door and walked in, closing the door tightly behind him. His eyes passed over her face and fell on her body.
Luo Xiaoqian only wore a pair of silk pajamas. The soft fabric clung to her body softly, and most of her outlines could be seen at a glance.
Feeling his burning gaze, Luo Xiaoqian took two steps back, casually pulled a short coat on the table and put it on her body.
"I'm a little thirsty, go get a glass of water."
She found an ideal and wanted to leave.
Just as her fingers grasped the spherical door handle, Locke's palm came over and held hers.
"Sissi!"
Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly retracted her fingers, but Locke had already taken a step forward, approaching her, and lowered his head towards her face.
"Locke!" Luo Xiaoqian frowned and avoided his kiss, "Don't do this."
Locke ignored her, raised his palm to hold her face, and moved his lips towards hers.
"Locke!" Luo Xiaoqian pushed him away hard, "You promised me you wouldn't force me!"
"Yes, I promised you!" Locke took two steps back, and when he straightened up, his face was already angry, "But Sissi, you have kept me waiting for too long, and my patience has lost its limit."
Luo Xiaoqian frowned and said with a stern expression, "So, you want to use force on me? Even if I am pregnant now, you don't care?"
