"Thank you, hello, goodbye, have you eaten?" Leng Zimo said a few simple Chinese sentences, then shrugged his shoulders, saying that he only knew so much, then raised his finger to point to his ear, and then used his finger again
Point to her.
"You mean...you can understand Chinese?" Luo Xiaoqian asked tentatively.
Leng Zimo nodded immediately and gave her a thumbs up to express his approval for her intelligence.
Luo Xiaoqian's face turned red, "No, it's because your gestures are very clear, ah... I'm sorry, I'm still asking you to stand outside the door, please come in!"
She took the initiative to open the door and let him into the room.
Although there is a hall outside the door, she is not used to the living room shared by Locke and her. She just regards this bedroom as her own domain.
Leng Zimo walked in, placed the tray on the coffee table, and then made a sign of invitation, indicating for her to eat.
"Thanks."
Luo Xiaoqian sat on the sofa and looked at the supper in front of her, but did not start eating immediately.
She had just had dinner, but she was not hungry, and she felt a little depressed.
Who is she, what is that man doing now, how should she leave here to find the truth, what is the relationship between Locke and her... This series of questions and doubts all weigh on her heart, and her mood will naturally not be the same.
good.
Leng Zimo understands her.
Just one glance showed that she was in a bad mood.
What’s the reason? Is it because I have lost my memory and can’t find myself?!
Bending down, he carefully picked up a biscuit with strawberries on it and brought it to her.
He hoped that she could remember everything, but at the moment, what he hoped for more was that she could live happily. No matter where she was, he didn't want to see her frowning.
Her Luo Xiaoqian should not be sad, she should always be carefree, and her lips should always be raised upward.
Luo Xiaoqian looked at the "roses" brought to her and naturally raised her face to look at him.
Meeting his eyes, a picture suddenly flashed before her eyes.
With one hand, a strawberry cut into a rose shape was brought to her.
"Be good, open your mouth!"
There was an extremely doting voice in my ears, and I remembered it.
She felt that the voice was vaguely familiar, but Luo Xiaoqian was very sure that it was not Locke's voice.
Who is it, who has done the same thing?!
Her eyes were a little dazed.
"Xiao Akane?!"
Seeing that her expression was wrong, Leng Zimo was worried and subconsciously called her name.
Hearing that familiar name, Luo Xiaoqian suddenly came back to her senses.
"What did you call me?!"
Leng Zimo realized that he had made a mistake, "Sissi?!"
Yes, how did he know her Chinese name? She must have heard it wrong.
"eat……"
Leng Zimo presented the strawberry in his hand to her.
"Thanks!"
Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand, took the biscuit from his hand, brought it to her mouth and took a small bite. The other person was so considerate, and she couldn't bear to refuse his kindness.
The strawberries were very fresh, and the ice crystals on them had not completely melted. They had a very interesting texture, like sugar, without the greasy sweetness that she didn't like now. It tasted like eating ice cream.
After eating one, Luo Xiaoqian licked her lips, feeling very aftertaste.
Looking at her cute look, Leng Zimo just felt his lips and tongue go dry.
If it were before, he would be able to enjoy his "delicious food" now, but now, with the beauty in front of him, he can only watch helplessly.
