Cheering herself up softly, Luo Xiaoxi lowered the cap on her head, and then plucked up the courage to walk into the Empire State Building.

As soon as she walked into the lobby, a man dressed in black had already strode forward and asked in a polite but emotionless voice, "Are you Miss Luo Xiaoxiluo, please follow me upstairs!" ”

Knowing that the other party was a person sent by Leng Zimo, Luo Xiaoqian was nervous, followed him into the VIP elevator, and went straight to the thirteenth floor.

Opening the door of 1314, the man in black raised an arm.

"Mr. Leng is in the study!"

Inside the door, the lights are bright.

Luo Xiaoqian felt a little pain in her eyes.

Thinking that the person was inside, cold sweat broke out in her palms and back, and her heart instantly beat a little.

Taking a deep breath, she gritted her teeth and walked in, moving step by step across the living room to the closed door next to the bedroom, raising her palm.

"Come in!"

Before she could knock on the door, her familiar cold male voice could already be heard from inside the door.

Even though she had only heard him say a few words, she recognized his voice immediately.

Her heart trembled violently again, and she took three deep breaths before she finally mustered up the courage to push open the door in front of her.

A study alone is almost larger than the entire unit she rents.

Leng Zimo sat behind the wide desk, wearing a silver-gray shirt on his body, and the buttons on the lining and neckline had been unbuttoned, revealing a slight trace of his chest.

There were no headlights in the study, and the floor lamp behind him was on, giving his figure a pale golden edge.

The handsome-faced man sitting behind the desk was like a god in Greek mythology, handsome and noble, with a great sense of oppression.

Obviously, he was just sitting, his gaze was slightly lower than hers, but Luo Xiaoqian had a feeling of looking up.

His gaze seemed to pass through her eyes, all the way to her heart, so that she did not dare to look directly.

Walking over with a drooping face, she carefully placed the paper bag containing the clothes on the ground.

"These clothes are returned to you, you ...... Can you give me back my stuff? ”

Leng Zimo sat on the chair and looked at her.

She had already changed out of the shirt and jeans he had prepared for her, and was wearing just a very ordinary hoodie and sweatpants.

She was too thin, and although she had deliberately tightened her hoodie to cover it, there were still ambiguous marks on her neck.

In the dim light, the whiteness of snow and the kiss marks like fire burned his eyes.

His gaze naturally fell on her lips.

didn't get a response from him, Luo Xiaoqian licked her lips that were dry because of nervousness, "What happened last night, I'm sorry, I ...... I didn't know it was going to turn out like that, in fact, I ...... I didn't mean to...... I mean ......"

The man's aura is too strong, and she is a little incoherent.

How did she know that her subconscious actions were tantamount to flirting with him.

Leng Zimo interrupted her words and spit out three words simply and clearly.

"I want you!"

He wants her?

What do you mean?!

Luo Xiaoqian raised her face to look at him, a little confused.

Leng Zimo sat up straight on the back of the chair, opened the drawer, took out a golden card from it, and threw it on the table in front of her.

"One million, you can use it as much as you like until I get tired of it!"

The golden card drew a short light and shadow in the air, and landed on the table, and the gold with the hot words on it shook out a luster like gold.