That hug is very tight and domineering.

That kiss was very light and gentle.

Leng Zimo's lips didn't stay too long, and he didn't kiss her deeply, just kissed her lips, and he raised his palm, pressed her little head over, and leaned against his chest.

This kiss has nothing to do with desire, he just wants to hug her like this, and feel her softness and warmth more.

He liked this woman, he liked her son, and he liked her work...... There seemed to be nothing in her that he didn't like, and besides, she understood him, and from the conversation, he could hear that she really understood his music, his thoughts.

What is the rarest thing in the world?

It's a confidant!

She was, he thought.

With her face pressed against his chest, listening to the familiar and long-lost heartbeat, Luo Xiaoqian also didn't speak, just raised her two palms, gently hugged his waist, and slowly tightened, feeling her gradually tightening arms, Leng Zimo smiled and kissed her hair, and her arms naturally tightened a little.

It was a long time before he slowly let go of her.

"You go upstairs, I'll go again."

"Good night."

whispering two words, Luo Xiaoqian turned around and walked up the steps to open the door, and waved to him before closing the door.

In the living room, John was still dutifully waiting.

"Go to sleep!"

Smiling at him, Luo Xiaoqian changed her shoes and went upstairs lightly, walked into the bedroom, and came all the way to the terrace.

Taking a few steps back and looking at her on the terrace, Leng Zimo got back into the car and drove away.

Leaning on the railing of the terrace, watching his car drift away, Luo Xiaoqian still did not leave, but waited until she saw a car light flashing in the opposite community, and the lights were on in his villa, and she walked back to the room.

didn't go to bed immediately, Luo Xiaoqian just walked out of the bedroom lightly, walked into the study and turned on the computer.

After the client's approval tomorrow, she will go to the field to accompany the client to shoot, and there is a lot of work to prepare.

Taking out the radiation-proof glasses from the drawer and putting them on her face, she carefully looked at the pictures on the computer, her eyes swept over the yellow coat on her body, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

Across the lake.

Leng Zimo had also walked into the study, turned on the computer, he naturally walked to the window, and looked at Luo Xiaoqian's community across the lake, with a warm smile on his face.

……

……

The next day.

When Leng Zimo rushed to the door of Luo Xiaoqian's house, Luo Jun had already gotten up smoothly, walked out of the door with a small bag of sushi on his back, and was about to get in the car to go to school.

"Uncle Zimo!" Seeing Leng Zimo getting off the car, the little guy immediately ran over, "Morning!" ”

"Morning!" Bent over and kissed the little guy's forehead, Leng Zimo personally sent him to the car door to help him pull the car door, "Be careful on the road." ”

Seeing the car drift away, Leng Zimo turned around and walked up the steps.

John saw him and didn't close the door, he walked in and closed the door.

There was no one in the living room, he turned around and walked outside the kitchen, in the kitchen, Luo Xiaoqian was wearing an apron and was seriously using the leftover rice to make sushi.

Sunlight poured in through the side window of the kitchen, enveloping her whole body in a golden light.

She did it very seriously, occasionally a grain of rice touched her fingers, she raised her hand, sent her fingers to the kitchen, stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick the rice grains into her mouth, tasted the position, seemed to be very satisfied with her work, and the corners of her lips showed a smile.

It's a very warm and familiar scene.