Is this love?!

Leng Zimo raised his eyebrows, "You can go!" ”

"Okay, I'll go!" Huangfu shrugged his shoulders proudly, walked out of the ward, and gently closed the door.

In the ward, Leng Zimo, who was sitting on the sofa, lowered his face and looked at Luo Xiaoqian in his arms.

Love?

Is this love?!

He's in love with this little girl?!

"Don't come over ......"

In her arms, Luo Xiaoqian suddenly exclaimed.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm Zimo, I'm here!"

He hugged her tightly, and put his face down against hers, careful to comfort her in the ear.

Luo Xiaoqian didn't wake up, she shrunk into his arms, and she quickly regained her quietness.

……

……

In the blink of an eye, the night is dawn.

When Huangfu Ao walked in with breakfast, Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian on the sofa were still sleeping together in their arms, but the blankets covering the two of them were about to slide to the ground.

Putting the thermos box in his hand on the coffee table, Huang Fuao naturally walked over and took the blanket to help the two of them cover it.

As a result, as soon as her hand held on to the blanket and pulled it gently, Luo Xiaoqian had already woken up.

Looking at the unfamiliar Huangfu Ao, her eyes instantly showed a look of horror.

"Don't come here!"

The experience of being terrified last night was still maintained in her brain, and looking at the strange man with a cold face, she instinctively became defensive.

Luo Xiaoqian moved, and Leng Zimo immediately woke up.

"Don't be afraid!" When he opened his eyes and looked at Huangfu Ao, who was standing a little awkwardly, he suddenly frowned, "Stay away!" ”

Huangfu Ao casually threw the blanket in his hand.

Is he helping well, and is there anything wrong?!

"Xiaoqian, don't be afraid, I'm here, your Zimo is here!"

Hugging Luo Xiaoqian, when Leng Zimo spoke again, his tone was already soft.

Huangfu arrogantly retreated to the sofa in the distance and sat down, and when he heard the words "your Zimo", he finally couldn't help it, and made an exaggerated action of spitting.

"Meat \ hemp!"

Leng Zimo glared at him and covered Luo Xiaoqian with a blanket, "Don't be afraid, he's not a bad guy, he just looks ugly!" ”

Long ugly?

Huangfu raised his eyebrows proudly, "Leng Zimo!" ”

Even if he wants to comfort his woman, he doesn't have to belittle him like this, right?

Luo Xiaoqian stared at Leng Zimo's face for a while, and seemed to still be a little unconvinced of her eyes.

"Am I dreaming?"

Isn't he in France, how could he be here?!

She must be dreaming.

Leng Zimo gently stroked her hair with an uninjured hand, "Yes, you are dreaming, did you have a nightmare just now, it's okay, now, it's dawn, it's over!" ”

Under his comfort, Luo Xiaoqian's still somewhat sluggish spirit finally calmed down slowly.

"Are you hungry, do you want breakfast?" Leng Zimo asked in a childlike tone.

If Erin was here at the moment, she would be surprised.

My own big boss, who has always been like an ice cube, can be so gentle?

Luo Xiaoqian nodded, looking at the blanket on her body, she suddenly reacted and was about to get up from his arms immediately.

“biedong！” Leng Zimo tightened his arms, and then glanced at Huangfu Ao, who was sitting on the sofa, "Rice!" ”

Major General Huangfu Ao, rolled his eyes, finally got up from the sofa, opened the insulated box, took out the fragrant porridge from it and poured it into a small bowl, put a spoon on it, and sent it to Leng Zimo.