Under the moonlight, Leng Zimo's black eyes were as bright as stars, and their eyes were full of doting.
Looking at his broad back, Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips, stepped forward, and leaned on his back. When she was a child, she would be particularly envious every time she saw other children being carried home by their fathers, but hers
Dad is so busy that he never spends more than one month at home in a year, so he doesn't have much time to spend with her.
Leng Zimo held her body with his hands, stood up straight, and walked towards home step by step.
When he finished reading the book, he had already decided to help her realize her dream one by one.
The moonlight was like frost, reflecting the two figures.
Luo Xiaoqian lay on his back, remembering that he had read her notebook in the afternoon, and she suddenly realized why he did this.
She didn't speak, just stretched her arms in the air.
"Zimo, I want to fly!"
"good!"
He laughed, then carried her on his back and ran forward in large strides.
The wind swept up her long hair and passed through her arms quickly. The feeling was really like flying.
She laughed loudly, then retracted her arms around him and turned his face with her palms.
"Zimo, I'm so lucky to meet you!"
Just as he was about to speak, she already took the initiative to move forward and kissed his lips.
He let go of his arm and let her slide down, and he kissed her back unceremoniously.
The waves, the beach, the two people kissed and became one.
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Qingsong Cemetery.
Lu Hao, who was dressed in black clothes and wearing black armbands, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, with a look of impatience in his eyes.
Yesterday, it was clear that Luo Xiaoqian had already replied to a text message asking him to bring over the brown box from home, and also said that she would appear at the cemetery on time.
He has been waiting here for more than two hours, and Luo Xiaoqian hasn't appeared yet.
This damn girl is not playing tricks on him, right?!
Looking at his mother's new grave in front of him, he cursed in annoyance, and then clasped his hands together in his palms.
"Mom, my biological mother, if you have a spirit in your heart and feel sorry for your son, please protect me and let Luo Xiaoqian appear immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes caught a black Mercedes-Benz not far away and stopped on the roadside of the cemetery.
"Mom, I love you so much!" Lu Hao looked at the stopped Mercedes-Benz, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. He glanced at the woods not far away, and quickly dialed Qiangzi's number on his mobile phone.
"People are coming, be prepared!"
After hanging up the phone, he adjusted his suit, took out the prepared mustard from his pocket, wiped his eyes, and immediately ran towards the entrance of the cemetery.
As he ran all the way to the Mercedes-Benz, Lu Hao's eyes were already "glittering with tears."
He had already prepared his lines, and when he saw Luo Xiaoqian, he would cry, fuss, and kneel down. No matter what, he would give her the most affectionate hug.
When he thought that his plan was about to succeed, he was just filled with pride and walked to the vicinity of the Mercedes-Benz.
He was still a few steps away from the Mercedes-Benz, and the rear door had opened automatically.
A foot wearing high-end Italian custom-made leather shoes stretched out calmly, and then one person stepped out of the Mercedes-Benz.
After seeing the man's face clearly and recognizing who he was, Lu Hao's legs softened and he almost knelt on the ground.
Darling, my dear mother, why did you invite this man here?
