Leng Zimo's lips didn't linger too much, and he didn't kiss her deeply. He just kissed her lips. He raised his palm, pressed her little head over and leaned against his chest.
This kiss had nothing to do with desire, he just wanted to hug her like this and feel her softness and warmth more.
He likes this woman, her son, and her works... There seems to be nothing he doesn't like about her, and she understands him. From the conversation, he can tell that she really
Understand his music and his ideas.
What is the rarest thing in the world?
It’s a confidant!
He felt that she was.
Putting her face against his chest, listening to the familiar and long-lost heartbeat, Luo Xiaoqian also said nothing. She just raised her two palms, gently hugged his waist, and slowly tightened it, feeling her gradually tightening.
Leng Zimo smiled and kissed her hair, and his arms naturally tightened a bit.
After a long time, he slowly let go of her.
"You go upstairs and I'll leave."
"Good night."
Whispering two words, Luo Xiaoqian turned around and walked up the steps to open the door. Before closing the door, she waved to him again.
In the living room, John was still waiting dutifully.
"go to sleep!"
Smiling at him, Luo Xiaoqian changed her shoes and walked quietly upstairs, walked into the bedroom, and walked all the way to the terrace.
After taking a few steps back and looking at her on the terrace, Leng Zimo got in the car again and drove away.
Leaning on the railing of the terrace, watching his car go away, Luo Xiaoqian still did not leave, but kept waiting until she saw car lights flashing in the community opposite, and the lights in his villa turned on.
Then she walked back to the room.
Instead of going to bed immediately, Luo Xiaoqian just walked out of the bedroom quietly, walked into the study and turned on the computer.
Tomorrow, after the client approves, she will go out of town to accompany the client on location shooting, and there is a lot of work to prepare for.
She took out the radiation-proof glasses from the drawer and put them on her face. She looked at the pictures on the computer carefully, her eyes passing over the yellow coat on her body, but the corners of her lips slightly raised.
Separated by a lake.
Leng Zimo had also walked into the study room and turned on the computer. He naturally walked to the window and looked across the lake at the community where Luo Xiaoqian was located, with the same warm smile on his face.
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the next day.
When Leng Zimo arrived outside Luo Xiaoqian's house, Luo Jun had already gotten up successfully, walked out of the door carrying a small bag with sushi, and was about to get in the car and go to school.
"Uncle Zimo!" Seeing Leng Zimo getting out of the car, the little guy immediately ran over, "Good morning!"
"Morning!" He bent down and kissed the little guy's forehead. Leng Zimo personally walked him to the car door and opened it for him, "Be careful on the road."
Watching the car go away, Leng Zimo turned around and walked up the steps.
When John saw him, he didn't close the door. He walked directly in and closed the door.
There was no one in the living room, so he turned around and walked out of the kitchen. In the kitchen, Luo Xiaoqian was wearing an apron and was seriously making sushi with the remaining rice.
The sunlight poured in from the side window of the kitchen, casting a golden light around her whole body.
She worked very carefully. Occasionally, a grain of rice would stick to her fingers. She would raise her hand, move her fingers to the kitchen, stick out the tip of her tongue and lick the grain of rice into her mouth, tasting the position. She seemed to be very satisfied with her work, and the corners of her lips
