"I'm here, what are you afraid of?" He patted her on the back and comforted.

"I'm afraid, you're not here." She whispered.

She had thought that he might look for her, but she was afraid, she was so afraid, so afraid that when he saw him, he would let her go.

A thought that henceforth his favor, his love, his ...... It won't belong to her anymore, and she's so scared.

She couldn't accept it, and he was like a stranger.

Leng Zimo's throat tightened, and the arm holding her tightened a little tighter.

"Stupid, didn't I say I would never let you go!"

He scolded in a low voice, his voice full of distress.

In the corridor, Jiao Yang looked at the two people hugging each other on the terrace, and turned to go downstairs.

It wasn't until Luo Xiaoqian, who felt that Luo Xiaoqian's emotions in his arms had settled down, that Leng Zimo let go of her, carefully wiped the tears on her face with his palm, and looked at the abrasions on her forehead, he frowned again.

"Does it hurt?"

Luo Xiaoqian still had tears in her eyes, but there was already a smile on her lips, "If you're here, it won't hurt." ”

Only when he was there, she was not afraid of anything.

"Stinky girl." He said angrily, but he was still not at ease, "Do you have a fever, are you injured anywhere else?" ”

She shook her head, for a moment, pursed her lips again, and raised her face to look at him like a child, "Zimo, I'm so hungry." ”

Leng Zimo chuckled lightly, reached out and held her palm, "Let's go, my husband will take you to dinner." ”

The two of them went downstairs holding hands.

All three people in the living room got up from the couch at the same time.

"Yo!" Leng Zirui smiled evilly, "Two, are you alive again?!" ”

Luo Xiaoqian's face flushed, and she hung her face and didn't make a sound.

Leng Zimo ignored his younger brother, but his eyes fell on Jiao Yang's face, "Xiexie, you take care of Xiaoqian." ”

Jiao Yang's gaze swept over the palms of the two of them, "I want to have a word with you." ”

Luo Xiaoqian raised her face and looked at him, "Jiao Yang......"

Jiao Yang raised the corners of his lips, "The secret between men, don't ask too much." ”

Luo Xiaoqian had to say something more, Leng Zimo had already spoken softly, "Wait for me in the car with Yizhou and Zirui!" ”

Shen Yizhou and Leng Zirui had already guessed something, so they walked over from the sofa immediately, Leng Zirui walked over to open the door, and Shen Yizhou helped Xiaoqian's arm, "Let's go, let's get in the car first." ”

Luo Xiaoqian followed him to the door, still looking at the two people in the hall with some concern.

Jiao Yang kept laughing, until the door was closed and she could no longer see his face, and he smiled.

"It's zuihou once." He looked at Leng Zimo with a straight face, "If you let me hurt her again, I promise, I will snatch her away from you by any means, and when the time comes, you will never find her again." ”

"There is no next time." Leng Zimo's gaze was on the opposite side of his, "She's mine, you can't snatch it away." ”

"I hope so." Jiaoyang Road.

Leng Zimo's gaze swept over the egg stains on his body, and his tone was slight, "Xiexie." ”

Jiao Yang frowned, and his face softened, "This is something I am willing to do, there is no need for you to thank you." ”

"I'm leaving." Leng Zimo turned around and walked to the door.

Jiao Yang naturally followed him.

Pulling open the door, Leng Zimo stopped again and turned his face to look at him, "Next time you boil eggs, put eggs with cold water, and the eggs won't become bombs." ”

Jiao Yang was stunned, and then laughed, "Xiexie." ”

Inside the car, Leng Zirui chuckled, "Sister-in-law, do you think they were discussing cooking just now?!" ”

……

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Good night.