Feeling his fingers inadvertently brushing over his skin, Luo Xiaoqian's hairs stood on end all over her body.

This guy won't want to ...... again That's it?!

"That...... I'm really uncomfortable right now......" she raised her hand and grabbed his palm, "Can you, tomorrow?" ”

"Yes!" Leng Zimo glanced at her crimson side face, and with a hook of his right hand, he removed her shirt from her shoulder.

Obviously said that tomorrow, he weishenme still has to take off her clothes?

"You ......"

Luo Xiaoqian was about to have a seizure, his fingers had already fallen on her shoulders, her skin was slightly cool, and the smell of mint was shining into her nose.

She looked at her in confusion as he applied the ointment to her shoulder, where he had bitten.

When Luo Xiaoqian came back to her senses and wanted to apply it herself, Leng Zimo had already withdrawn her fingers, sorted out her shirt, sat down on the chair next to her, wiped her fingers with a tissue, and began to eat.

After barely eating half a bowl of porridge, Luo Xiaoqian put down the spoon.

"That ......" she glanced at Leng Zimo beside her, she really didn't know what to call him, "I have something I want to discuss with you......"

Mr. Leng, Mr. Leng, seems to be too raw, calling his name, and they don't seem to be intimate to that extent.

"I have a name!" Leng Zimo put down his chopsticks.

"Leng Zi ......"

"Get rid of the last name!"

"Zimo!" She screamed tentatively.

Leng Zimo stood up and sat on the sofa, "Come and say!" ”

She walked over, stopped at a distance from him, noticed his slightly raised eyebrows, and took a few steps forward, sitting twenty centimeters away from him.

"Our affairs, I mean, the relationship between the two of us, can we, not reveal it to the outside world yet?"

"I can't hear you!"

Can't hear, is he deaf?!

Luo Xiaoqian gritted her teeth secretly, but in the end she moved her body towards him.

His hand, naturally hooked around her waist, reached into her shirt, and caressed her back.

There was a faint feeling of sweat on her back, and the power of the antipyretic medicine was already working, and her body temperature had dropped significantly.

Leng Zimo retracted his palm, "Let's go!" ”

As he walked out of the room and into the elevator, Luo Xiaoqian was still worried about meeting someone.

Later, she found out that her worries were completely unnecessary, he took her to take the high-rise VIP elevator, which requires a credit card to ride, and it is directly connected to the underground parking lot, and ordinary EM company employees are not qualified to ride, and she and Ben don't have to worry about meeting people she doesn't want to meet.

Inside the parking lot.

His black sports car is like a deep beast, with sharp edges and corners, and like his people, it exudes a strong and domineering aura.

Luo Xiaoqian carefully sat in the co-pilot's seat, and as soon as she took her seat, his arm had reached her chest again.

Her heart tightened.

He just reached for it, pulled the seatbelt and fastened it for her, and the car slid smoothly into the driveway.

She didn't ask him where he was going, people paid for it, and they were the financiers, so naturally he had the final say.

The car crossed the Fifth Ring Road and soon drove into her familiar street, Zuihou, which actually stopped outside the neighborhood where she lived.

Doors, which open automatically.

Luo Xiaoqian sat on the chair and didn't move, "You haven't answered my question yet?" ”

Leng Zimo's face was sideways, her eyes reflected the light, as bright as night stars, and her lips, which had been ravaged by him several times before, were not congested yet, and they were slightly swollen, as if they were seducing his kiss.

He reached out and helped her unbuckle her seatbelt.

"Kiss me!"