75. Chapter 75 I just wish I could laugh three times
"Done!" After checking it carefully, Luo Xiaoqian zipped up the suitcase with a smile, and suddenly remembered something, "Ah, I forgot, there is an umbrella!"
Behind him, there was no sound.
"Umbrella!" she said again.
Still no one responded.
Luo Xiaoqian turned her face, and Leng Zimo had left at some point.
I remember seeing something in the cloakroom just now. Luo Xiaoqian got up and walked in. She found an umbrella on the shelf and immediately took it and put it in his box.
Gulu!
My empty stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
"Three million, find a servant like me plus a chef plus a punching bag, Leng Zimo, you've made a profit!"
Holding her stomach, she walked out of the room and went downstairs.
But I saw him walking from the direction of the door, carrying a drum bag in his hand.
There is a faint fragrance in the air - it is the smell of rice.
Stimulated by the scent, Luo Xiaoqian's stomach protested again.
Leng Zimo glanced at her.
"Let's eat!"
I also know how to buy food for her, well, I still have some conscience.
Luo Xiaoqian followed him over, washed her hands, helped him take out the breakfast, put it on the table, and immediately sat down unceremoniously and ate happily.
During special times, she always eats well and loves to be hungry!
"There are two theories about the origin of dance. One is that dance is a way and means of courtship, and that dance originated from a matter between men and women..."
The porridge in Luo Xiaoqian's mouth almost spat out.
Please, can he stop thinking about that while eating?
Leng Zimo ignored her expression and continued, "There is another way to think that dance comes from labor. I agree more with the former. When you dance, it is more like labor. It looks tired and clumsy. That is wrong.
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Luo Xiaoqian rolled her eyes.
According to what he said, wouldn't dancing be like going to bed?
"That's right!" Leng Zimo saw through her thoughts at a glance, "Dancing should be about the body enjoying the music, rather than being restricted by the music. Dance, like music, is a way of confiding, just like if we like someone, we will
If you want to hug her, if you hate someone, you will want to stay away. The body itself is also a part of the mind..."
Luo Xiaoqian froze while biting the bun.
He, he was instructing her to dance?
Lifting her face, she looked at him doubtfully.
The expression on Leng Zimo's face was very serious, as if he was discussing academic issues with her.
He is always serious about music!
On the table, the mobile phone rang.
Glancing at the number on the screen, Leng Zimo stood up.
"I am leaving!"
"No!"
Luo Xiaoqian said while biting the bun.
After she finished speaking, she realized her mistake and stood up hurriedly, "Ahem, I mean you... have a good trip..."
"I'm taking a plane!" Leng Zimo said.
Ah, why did she forget that you can't say it was a smooth journey when flying.
"I'm sorry, what I actually wanted to say was, have a safe journey, have a safe journey... Just wait, I'll help you get your luggage..."
The other person's aura was so strong that she didn't dare to stay, so she found an excuse to go upstairs, carry his suitcase, and bring it over with a smile on his face.
The Lord of Hell is finally leaving, and this little brat like her can become the king!
Thinking of this, she just wished she could laugh three times.
Putting the suitcase into his hands, she bowed awkwardly.
"Please walk slowly, goodbye!"
This damn girl, you really want him to disappear immediately, right?
Leng Zimo gritted his teeth secretly, "I changed my mind!"
Luo Xiaoqian's body stiffened instantly.
What does he mean? He doesn’t want to leave, does he?
