In comparison, it is naturally much safer to take action in Rome.
Considering the safety of Luo Xiaoqian and Xiaoxiao, Leng Zimo finally made up his mind and temporarily gave up the idea of taking her away from the island.
Xiao Qian, please be patient for a few more days. When I arrange everything, I will take you out of here immediately and help you retrieve all your memories.
Walking forward, he raised his hand to hold her shoulders and patted her comfortingly.
"Don't be sad, everything will be fine."
Luo Xiaoqian couldn't understand his Italian, but there was a power in his smiling eyes and voice that made her feel at ease.
She nodded slightly.
"Don't worry, I'll get better."
Catching the melancholy in her eyes, Leng Zimo retracted his arm, glanced across the beach, and already had an idea.
Putting her shoes aside, he walked to the beach, randomly picked up a tree pole, looked at her, and then quickly started drawing on the beach.
"What are you drawing?"
Luo Xiaoqian looked at him curiously, wanting to see what he was drawing.
Leng Zimo signaled her not to move, and he continued to draw on the beach. It wasn't until he finished the entire painting that he straightened up with a smile and waved to her.
Walking to his side, Luo Xiaoqian looked at the paintings on the beach.
On the beach, there is a simple drawing. It is a very simple line, but it has already outlined the figure of a girl standing on the beach. Her hair is blown up by the wind, and she looks beautiful and elegant.
"This is..." Luo Xiaoqian pointed to herself, "Me?!"
Leng Zimo smiled and nodded.
The waves came and destroyed her skirt.
Leng Zimo squatted down and continued to draw. Instead of drawing another skirt, he changed it to a beautiful mermaid tail.
"so beautiful!"
Luo Xiaoqian sighed immediately.
Just as she finished speaking, another big wave came and washed away the fish's tail.
"pity."
Leng Zimo smiled and drew again. This time, he drew a piano directly in front of her, and also drew notes flowing from her fingers.
In this way, the sea water smoothed the beach for a while, and he also changed her image again and again.
She plays the piano, she reads, she is in a daze, she holds the microphone and sings, she dances on her toes...
"You are so awesome!" Luo Xiaoqian exclaimed, "I didn't expect that you could actually draw."
Leng Zimo stood up, then stretched out his hands to make a piano-playing gesture in the air, and pointed at himself.
"You can also play the piano?!"
He smiled and nodded.
"Oh my God!" Luo Xiaoqian looked at him with bright eyes, "Your lover is so lucky, so enviable."
Such a gentle and considerate man, who has such good cooking skills and is so versatile, must be very happy to live with such a man.
Leng Zimo raised the corners of his lips more and more, was this little fool envious of himself?!
Seeing the way he curled his lips and looked at her with a smile, Luo Xiaoqian suddenly realized.
This man is very handsome, especially when he smiles, the corners of his raised lips are so bright.
Looking at him, she just didn't want to look away.
The sea breeze ruffled her hair, and her face looked translucent in the sunlight.
The woman in front of him was so beautiful that he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter.
Leng Zimo's lips and tongue were astringent. He raised his fingers to pinch her chin, and moved his lips towards hers.
Everything is completely instinctive.
Being close to her has always been a habit for him, a habit that has been engraved in his bones that cannot be broken.
