She was wearing the simplest white T-shirt and jeans, just like how she looked when he first saw her. Her hair casually draped over her shoulders was blown by the night wind, revealing a face without any makeup, simple and beautiful.
Feeling his gaze, Luo Xiaoqian turned her eyes and looked into his eyes, her face turned red, "Why are you looking at me?"
"I like!"
He spoke domineeringly and naturally stretched out his arms to hug her.
Along the way, he has seen too many different scenery in this world. It is impossible to attract his attention with the feasting, feasting, and luxury.
Her simplicity and cleanliness are what he likes most.
In his eyes, this prosperous city, the capital of the world, can only be her foil.
Luo Xiaoqian knew what he wanted to do, but she did not escape or refuse. She was a little shy after all, but she just lowered her eyes slightly and did not dare to look at him.
"look at me."
He whispered.
She raised her face obediently and saw her own reflection in his dark eyes.
With a little effort, Leng Zimo picked her up by her waist and put her on the railing.
At such a height, two people can just look at each other.
"Luo Xiaoqian, listen!" He looked into her eyes and said deeply, "You have never been ordinary, and you will never have to look up to me. In front of you, I am neither a king nor a cold emperor. In front of you, I am neither a king nor a cold emperor.
, I am nothing, I am just a man who fell in love with a woman, and you are my princess!"
That day, she wrote on the CD jacket that she would work hard in the hope that one day she could be on par with him.
He knew her humility, so he said these words to her.
He is not a person who likes words, but he remembers everything she said. Although he never likes to talk too much, he will try his best to express it in order to make her understand.
Luo Xiaoqian knew that it was not easy for someone as proud as him to say such words to her.
From his eyes, she saw his cherishment.
Luo Xiaoqian's throat was blocked and she could not speak, "Zimo, I..."
How virtuous and capable is she? How worthy is she of him?
Holding her little face, Leng Zimo whispered two words.
"worth."
He had already guessed what she didn't say.
She became more and more speechless, but her eyes were hot, and tears were flowing out unknowingly.
"You little idiot, why are you crying?"
He cursed lowly, then raised his hand to wipe her tears.
Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand to wipe her face and laughed hard, with tears still flowing down her face.
"Crybaby, laughing so ugly!"
He helped her cry while complaining, but there was no blame in his tone, just distress.
She laughed harder and harder, but couldn't stop her tears. She simply rushed over and hugged his shoulders, and grabbed his clothes to wipe her eyes.
At this time, Leng Zimo's cell phone suddenly buzzed.
He frowned and didn't want to pay attention, but Luo Xiaoqian straightened up obediently, took the handkerchief in his hand to wipe her face, and signaled him to answer the phone with her eyes.
Leng Zimo took out his cell phone and saw Zhuo Yanan's number on it. He answered the call in confusion.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Leng, do you know where Luo Xiaoqian is?!" Zhuo Yanan's voice was very urgent.
Leng Zimo glanced at Luo Xiaoqian who was still wiping her tears and asked, "What happened?"
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Hey, I'm flying back again. Although Hainan is good, it's not as good as home. Good night, everyone.
