"Thank you, godfather." Lei Qingqing raised his hand to hold the ice pack, "I'll do it myself."
"Sir, ROY is back!" The subordinate at the door announced softly, and Lei Wenting retracted his palms, sat up straight, and glanced at Lei Qingqing beside him. An imperceptible coldness flashed across his face.
"You two have been waiting for a long time." Leng Zirui walked in and walked back to his seat to sit down. "Now, let's talk about tomorrow's affairs!"
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Dusk is gradually coming.
The lights on the island have gradually turned on.
Leng Zimo glanced at the wrapped dumplings in front of him with satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief. Success or failure depended on this.
"What to eat tonight?!"
Although Luo Xiaoqian originally wanted to help Leng Zimo, he refused, and she would have to get up early to leave here tomorrow morning. Leng Zimo hoped that she could have a good night's sleep this afternoon.
Luo Xiaoqian didn't sleep well last night. In addition, Locke was not on the island and Leng Zimo was here. She was in a relaxed mood. She also slept very soundly during this nap. She didn't get up until now. The first thing she did after getting up was
Just came to see Leng Zimo.
Hearing her voice, Leng Zimo also raised his face and looked at her.
The two looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes, but because there was a servant helping them, they did not communicate aloud.
However, after these few days of support, the two of them have quickly regained their previous tacit understanding. Without saying too much, they already know what the other person is thinking.
Luo Xiaoqian walked over with a smile, looked at the dumplings made by Leng Zimo, and immediately sighed.
"Wow! So beautiful!"
This sentence is not to flatter him.
These dumplings come in different shapes, including normal dumpling shapes, heart shapes, half-moon shapes... Moreover, because vegetable juice is added to the dumpling skins, they are made into different colors, such as orange with carrot juice, and spinach.
The one with juice is green, and the one with purple cabbage juice is purple...it looks like a beautiful handicraft.
Leng Zimo smiled and said nothing.
These are not the sudden changes in his mood and nothing to do, but the marks he made deliberately.
Because some dumplings are edible and some dumplings are not. In order not to make people suspicious, he deliberately made them so fancy to confuse everyone.
For the plan for tomorrow morning, Leng Zimo was very well-intentioned and had considered all possible details very carefully.
"Okay!" Leng Zimo carefully wrapped the dumplings in his hands into a heart shape, and patted his palms gently, "You two go prepare the table, and I will take care of the rest."
The two maids packed up their work and turned to leave.
Leng Zimo stretched out his palm and brought the heart-shaped orange dumpling to Luo Xiaoqian as a solemn reminder.
"Remember, for a while, you can only eat the heart-shaped dumplings on your plate, and don't touch anything else!"
Guessing that he had tampered with it, Luo Xiaoqian nodded solemnly.
Seeing that she was a little nervous, Leng Zimo took off his gloves and combed a few strands of messy hair behind her ears, "Don't be too nervous, everything will go smoothly. Remember not to close the door and wait for me to pick you up and take you home."
Well, it takes about ten hours to fly from Rome to Beijing. I calculated that, excluding the time difference, when you return to Beijing, you can just see the sunrise, a beautiful day, the brilliant summer sunrise..."
Luo Xiaoqian laughed, "I believe it must be beautiful!"
