I want to eat it!

Luo Xiaoqian instinctively swallowed her saliva.

"Want to eat me?"

His voice sounded softly in her ears.

It's narcissistic to a certain extent!

Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips in the dark, closed her eyes and didn't hum.

She's asleep, asleep!

Pretending to be asleep?

Leng Zimo didn't reveal it, and his palm slid up from her waist and landed on the softest part of her chest.

Luo Xiaoqian's mind buzzed, and her body tensed instantly.

"I'm going to sleep, take your hands away!"

"I like it!"

His tone was soft, but still domineering.

As if, her body was not hers, but his possessions!

She struggled to move away, but Ben couldn't break free of his touch, but she didn't know that her action would only make him feel uncomfortable.

"If you move again, you will bear the consequences!"

His voice was dyed with a bit of strange emotion, the bodies of the two were already separated by two layers of thin clothes, where did she dare to move, but froze in place, like a puppet, she didn't dare to move a little.

I'm afraid that he really can't control it, and he will let her help him solve it in other ways.

Seeing that she no longer resisted, Leng Zimo also removed his hand from her chest and landed on her lower abdomen again.

She was in his arms, his back was warm, and his hands were equally warm.

The lower abdomen, which was originally sour and uncomfortable, seemed to be warmed by the temperature and became much more comfortable.

Luo Xiaoqian, who had already been tired for a day, and now she had entered a special state, did not last long, she fell asleep in his arms, and Leng Zimo, who was hugging her, also fell asleep unconsciously.

On this night, both of them slept soundly.

Luo Xiaoqian, who has always been mentally weak and always loves nightmares, turned out to be a rare dreamless until dawn.

Leng Zimo, who was awakened by the alarm clock, pressed the alarm clock, looked at someone who had already faced him at some point, shrunk into his arms, and was still holding one of his arms and sleeping peacefully like a big baby, and the corners of his lips naturally raised.

It's just half past six, it's okay, lie down with her for a while.

The president of Tianwang, who has never been in bed, this time, is also rarely in bed.

By the morning light, he looked at her quietly.

Her small face was probably not as big as his palm, and her chin was so pointed that it was painful.

Long eyelashes, curly like a doll......

Noticing her slightly frowning brows, Leng Zimo's brows furrowed unhappily.

Raising his hand, he stretched out two fingers and pressed them between her eyebrows, gently pushing her frowning brow away.

Luo Xiaoqian pushed his palm away, and her arm hugged his arm tighter and tighter.

"Mom, biedong...... Let me sleep a little longer, just five minutes...... Five minutes ......"

Looking at her cute little appearance, Leng Zimo just smiled and shook his head.

Unexpectedly, the little man who had just slipped into his arms suddenly sat up.

Before he could open his eyes, he picked up the quilt and slid down to the bed.

"Where are you going?" Leng Zimo was taken aback.

"I have to cook for my mother, otherwise, I should be late......" Luo Xiaoqian replied instinctively, halfway through speaking, she suddenly woke up, turned her face, looked at Leng Zimo in confusion with a pair of eyes, stared at him for a while, and then she realized where she was now.

The thought that her mother would never have to get up to make breakfast again made her eyes ache all of a sudden.

It was the middle of spring, the morning in Beijing was still cold, and she didn't wear shoes, although she was standing on the floor, she still shivered uncontrollably.

Noticing her appearance, Leng Zimo just frowned.

"Come back!"