Chapter 229: Never Be Polite to Me [6]

Luo Xiaoqian raised her face abruptly and looked at him.

"What two million, I moved 100,000, not 2 million!"

Her eyes were full of doubts.

Leng Zimo frowned and stared into her eyes, and after a moment, he finally reacted.

"Don't tell me, you don't know that I transferred two million to your card!"

Because all the money in the bank has already been used, she didn't even look at the balance when she transferred the money before.

Luo Xiaoqian was stunned for a few seconds, then shook her head, and then asked, "Weishenme?" ”

He weishenme wanted to transfer two million to her card, and she couldn't figure it out.

But soon, she reacted and drooped her little head again.

The credit card he gave her was one million, and the one he said before was three million, and the two million should be the difference he gave her.

The two million is her money from selling herself!

How could she forget that he was the owner of the money, and she was just the lover of his bag and his pet.

Overhead, a long sigh sounded.

It was Leng Zimo's sigh, and in that sigh, there was helplessness, anger, and distress.

Raising his hand to hug her little head into his arms, Leng Zimo's palm grabbed her hospital gown, and then slowly tightened it, gently soothing like touching a puppy.

There are a thousand words in my heart, but when I reach my mouth, they only turn into two words.

"Stupid!"

scolded her for being stupid again, where is she stupid, who is okay to check their card balance every day to see if anyone will transfer money to themselves?

"You didn't tell me either!"

She said in his arms, her voice muffled as her face was pressed against her chest.

Let go of her, Leng Zimo's palm slid down from behind, held her face, leaned over, and his face approached him.

Again?!

Luo Xiaoqian swallowed her saliva and sat with her back straight and didn't move.

This time, it was her fault, even if he bit her to death, she wouldn't hide!

Leng Zimo's forehead was against hers, his palm was still on her face, and a pair of eyes looked at her eyes closely, and he took a soft breath.

"There is no next time!"

Four words, still domineering, but in this domineering, there is a little more helplessness than usual.

Luo Xiaoqian raised her right hand, "I promise!" ”

She promised?!

Before he went abroad, she also promised to be obedient, Leng Zimo sighed helplessly, sat down on the chair, and hugged her into his arms again.

"Zimo!" Her chin was on his shoulder, feeling that he was still breathing calmly, Luo Xiaoqian whispered, "Can I discuss something with you?" ”

"Except for giving me back the two million, you can do anything else!"

Well, she didn't say it!

This goblin saw her through again.

"Remember!" Leng Zimo held her shoulders and helped her body down, and a pair of ink eyes looked at her very seriously, "Never be polite to me, now, repeat!" ”

"Never be polite to me!" She repeated obediently, and when she was done, she realized that something was wrong and stuck out her tongue at him, and she spoke again, "Wrong, I should never be polite to you!" ”

Leng Zimo couldn't cry or laugh.

Is this little thing sent by God to torture him?!

How could he like such a little fool, no wonder, they all say that men and women are complementary, is it because he is too smart?

"What do you want to eat at night?!" He asked softly.

"Whatever!" Luo Xiaoqian replied casually.

"Huh?"

Leng Zimo raised his eyebrows, obviously not liking this perfunctory answer.