"Otherwise, you drive directly to the restaurant and I take a taxi home," Leng Zimo said.
This time when filming an advertisement in South Korea, the film crew had a conflict with the local army due to improper location selection. Even though Leng Zimo rushed there in person, it took a lot of effort to settle the matter. Now he is really tired. He will still be there tomorrow morning.
There is a very important meeting.
Now, he just wants to go home quickly, take a bath and sleep comfortably.
"How about that?" Xu Pei looked at the tired look on his face in the rearview mirror, "I was joking with you just now, so I'll just take you home."
The car drove onto the airport expressway, and Leng Zimo sat in the back seat, closing his eyes and relaxing.
Xu Pei looked at him several times and hesitated to speak.
"Zimo?"
When she finally plucked up the courage to speak, she called Leng Zimo twice but there was no response.
She raised her eyes and looked in the rearview mirror, only to see him leaning on the back of the chair, his head tilted to one side, already asleep.
Xu Pei breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his lips and smiled, and said no more.
All the way back to World City, she drove the car into the parking lot and looked at Leng Zimo who was sleeping peacefully in the back seat. She carefully opened the door on her side and got out of the car. She opened the back door and stretched out her palm, wanting to
After waking him up and her eyes touching his chiseled handsome face, she slowly pulled her fingers back towards his shoulders.
Her eyes fell on his tight lips. She pursed her lips, relaxed her breathing, and slowly moved towards him.
Before her lips touched Leng Zimo's, her hair had already slipped down and brushed against his neck.
Leng Zimo woke up suddenly. Seeing Xu Pei so close at hand, he subconsciously shrank to the side.
"what are you doing?"
"Ah..." Xu Pei never expected that he would wake up at this time, and moved his face away in a panic, "I want to wake you up."
Raising his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, Leng Zimo stretched his legs and got out of the car, "Sorry, I fell asleep. You should go home quickly."
Xu Pei smiled faintly, "You don't want me to come up and sit down?"
"Drive carefully!" Leng Zimo waved his palm to her and turned towards the elevator.
Seeing his figure fading away, Xu Pei called out his name urgently, "Zimo!"
Leng Zimo did not stop, but strode forward, waving to her with his back, "Goodbye!"
Then, he retracted his palm and put it into his pocket, striding away into the elevator.
Xu Pei looked at his disappearing figure and bit her lip tightly.
"Leng Zimo, why are you doing this to me, why?!"
Stomping her feet and muttering in a low voice, she opened the door and sat back in the car. In a moment, the black Mercedes-Benz roared out of the parking lot.
After the car drove away, the elevator door reopened, and Leng Zimo walked out of it with a serious expression. He looked at the spot where the Mercedes-Benz was parked just now, and slowly frowned with his long eyebrows.
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Los Angeles, USA.
The rehearsal room is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling mirrors.
Luo Xiaoqian wore loose dance clothes and danced her body flamboyantly to the music, with her ponytail tied behind her flying and spinning in accordance with her movements.
Tuck in your abdomen, stretch your arms, bend down...
Every move she made was full of strength. As she shook her head violently, a bead of sweat swung out from her broken hair, looking like a pearl under the light.
When the music ends, the people stop, every second is accurate.
In the corner of the room, the black dance instructor smiled and gave two thumbs up.
"Perfect!" I kept shouting in the broken Chinese I learned from Luo Xiaoqian these days, "Good, very good, very good..."
