886. Chapter 886 Don't you feel a little dehydrated?
"I'm helping a foreign band do MV planning." Sitting down opposite him, Luo Xiaoqian said with a smile, "By the way, my client has taken a liking to EM's singer Xu Xia and wants to cooperate with her. What do you think?
Please help me more!"
"No problem." Leng Zimo waved to the waiter, "Let's serve."
After a while, the food was served.
Luo Xiaoqian took the knife and fork, looked at Leng Zimo who was just sipping champagne, and put the knife and fork back on the table.
"Are you worried?!"
"Sissi!" Leng Zimo put down the wine glass in his hand, "Have you ever had that feeling, as if you have lost something very important, but you just can't remember what it is?"
Luo Xiaoqian frowned slightly, "Do you feel this way?"
"In the past few years, I have always felt that I have lost something, but I can't remember it." There was distress in his voice.
Seeing the expression on his face, Luo Xiaoqian just felt distressed. She stretched out her palm to cover his palm that fell on the table. She said in a gentle tone, "If it is your thing, even if it is lost, it will be recovered one day."
Got it back."
Her palms were white and slender, with a delicate texture in the candlelight.
The palm of her hand was warm and soft, covering his palm. It was slightly heavy, but it had a power that made him feel at ease. The chaotic emotions in Leng Zimo's heart seemed to be melted by the warmth of her palm.
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Luo Xiaoqian raised his face and looked at the other party. He held her palm with his backhand.
"Sissi, thank you."
Luo Xiaoqian laughed, "Can we eat then? I'm so hungry."
Leng Zimo also laughed, "Of course."
So, the two of them ate together and occasionally discussed the taste of the dishes, just like a pair of old friends who have known each other for many years.
At another table not far away, another man and woman were also dining.
The man had shoulder-length hair and was wearing white casual clothes. He held a glass of champagne between his slender fingers, but did not drink it. A pair of twinkling eyes narrowed his eyes at the woman opposite him, whose shoulders were hunched and wearing an exquisite spring dress.
There was always a slight smile on the man's lips, and he was not moved at all by the other woman's crying.
"Tongtong, you've been crying for ten minutes, don't you feel a little dehydrated?!"
"Jiao Yang, you..." The woman raised her face and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue, "Do you really hate me that much?"
"I wasn't really annoying at first, but now I am." Jiao Yang put down the cup in his hand, "If you've cried enough, you can leave now. Don't stay and affect my mood while eating."
"You!" Anger flashed in Tong Tong's eyes, and then suppressed for a moment, turning into a weak sadness, "I have been looking for you for the past five years. I know you don't have me in your heart, but I... I have been waiting for you.
return!"
"You have had seven boyfriends in five years, and I am not in the mood to be the eighth." Jiao Yang shrugged and put down the cup, "The reason why I came here today is because I owed you a favor five years ago. Now, we
We owe nothing to each other, so try to find your eighth wife, that person cannot be mine!"
Tong Tong reluctantly reached out and held his hand holding the cup, "Jiao Yang, let's start over, okay, please give me another chance..."
Jiao Yang raised his eyebrows in displeasure, "I'm not in the mood to play this kind of game with you now. If you don't want to be hidden by me, leave immediately!"
