She really didn't want to leave a bad impression on Zhao Xinlan.
Bo Zhanye did not let go of her, but his lips spread from her lips to her cheeks, neck, and finally landed on her earlobes:
"It's been so long, don't you miss me?
Xiaoxi, show all your thoughts."
Show all your thoughts!
Lan Xixi's brain exploded and went blank for a while.
Do you miss him? I miss him day and night.
She wanted to know if he was doing well, worried about how far he and Qin Qianluo would progress, and wondered if he would abandon her completely.
Even when she dreamed about it at midnight, she wanted to hear his voice and his tenderness.
His words at this moment evoked the overflowing emotions deep in her heart, as well as those longings she had had day and night.
She looked at him with her beautiful black eyes for about two seconds before she mustered up the courage to kiss his lips.
As he said, show him all your emotions.
Inside the house, it was in full swing.
Downstairs, through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the snow falling outside and the blanket of silver.
"Brother Xiao Mo, it's snowing! It's snowing! Such beautiful snow! I want to ask mommy to make snow dolls with us!" Lan Yaya waved her little hands and wanted to run upstairs.
Bo Xiaomo immediately grabbed her and said, "Shh, your mommy and my daddy haven't been here for so long. They are probably making real dolls!"
"Wow? Really?" Yaya looked innocent and curious, and then said cutely: "Brother Mo, how do people make real dolls? Let's go and take a look, okay?"
Bo Xiaomo paused: "Silly little bun, adults and adults are making dolls. You can't peek at them. If you peek at them, they will interrupt them and they won't be able to make a doll."
"Oh, then I'd better not go." Yaya looked disappointed.
Bo Xiaomo quickly took her little hand: "Good boy, brother will accompany you to build a snow doll. This time we will build something different from last time."
"Yeah, yeah!"
The two little guys ran into the courtyard.
Zhao Xinlan was in the kitchen, looking at the little figures of the two children, she felt lively and cute, like a pair of twins.
Is it possible that Yaya’s father is Xiaoye?
Ahem! What are you thinking about? Lan Xixi and Lan Jiao are twins. It is completely normal for their children to look alike. How could they be twins?
She patted her head and continued cooking.
The next two days are free and natural.
With the arrival of Mo Nanxi, the forces behind the kidnappers were quickly investigated.
The other party is indeed a prominent figure in Country M, but they have to bow their heads in front of Bo Zhanye's power and position, not to mention that they are at fault for the whole matter and have no right to speak.
Therefore, the other party directly abandoned the army to protect the commander, agreed to sentence the criminal to death, and came to apologize in person with various gifts.
Bo Zhanye had no intention of letting them go. After all, in his opinion, criminals would not dare to be so rampant without the connivance of the forces behind them.
But Lan Xixi only asked that the criminal be punished and no longer be pursued, so he could only comply with her wishes.
"What are your plans next? Go up the mountain with me, or return home first?" Bo Zhanye asked warmly.
Lan Xixi hesitated.
She really wanted to stay with him, but the short video was completely out of stock. Jiang Duoer and Jiang Yanran in China were already urging her. If she delayed for another half month, she would not be able to catch up with the filming...
But once I left, I had to be separated from him for half a month, which was a complete dilemma.
Seeing her hesitation, Bo Zhanye held her little hand and gently placed his lips on the back of her delicate and slender hand:
"Go back. It's cold in the mountains. I'll speed up the progress and try to go back as early as possible."
Tolerance, generosity, and calmness do not require her to stay.
The more he behaves like this, the more Lan Xixi doesn’t want to leave:
"Is there a way to get the best of both worlds? We've only been together for two days."