The door finally opened.

Embracing her into the door, he raised his hand and kicked the door shut, picked her up horizontally again, and carried her to the bedroom on the second floor.

Her shirt was already loose, and her fair skin was as smooth as jade in the light that came in through the window.

casually threw the blazer on the ground, Leng Zimo covered it again, covering her lips, and his hand reached behind her back, trying to undo the buckles that were in the way.

He was so anxious, but the more anxious he became, the more chaotic he became, and what he could do with just two fingers on weekdays was still not possible today with a lot of effort.

"I hate clothes!"

He bit the soft flesh of her neck, muttering in frustration.

"I'm coming!"

She blushed, withdrew her palm from under his palm, sat up, and stretched her arm behind her back, but didn't touch the buckle.

Doubts arose in her heart, and then she remembered that the clothes she was wearing today were buttoned in front.

But he couldn't wait, he grabbed the ends of her clothes with both hands, and with a sharp force, the buckle flicked open, and she immediately threw off her armor.

Leaning over, Leng Zimo's eyes brightly looked at her who fell on the pillow again.

"Xiaoqian, in the past twenty-seven years, this is my happiest day!"

Although she was his, both for the first time and all the time.

But this time was different, because she took the initiative to invite him upstairs, and for Leng Zimo, the meaning was naturally very different.

Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips shyly and closed her eyes.

But he was not reconciled, grabbed her palm and put it on his chest, and he commanded domineeringly and gently.

"Help me!"

Helpless, Luo Xiaoqian had no choice but to open her eyes, pinch the buttons of his clothes, and help him untie them one by one.

Leng Zimo propped up the bed with one arm, and with the other palm, he cut out the messy hair on her face.

The girl in front of her has a delicate face, although she is shy and extremely focused, she is extremely cute.

Obviously, I am already familiar with the eyebrows, eyes and facial features at the bottom of my heart, and I can easily draw her outline with my eyes closed, but I still feel that I can't see through it, and it seems that every time I look at it, I will have different feelings and discoveries.

"Xiaoqian, you are mine!"

Kissing her earlobe, he proved his words with practical actions.

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The next morning, when Leng Zimo woke up, Luo Xiaoqian in his arms was still asleep.

Glancing at the watch on the bedside table, Leng Zimo stayed with her in the quilt for another five minutes, and then gently removed her head from the pillow on his arm and got out of bed carefully.

He also wanted to spend more time with her, but there was still a board of directors this morning.

After showering and dressing, he walked past the bed, bent over and kissed her hair, and looked at her with a smile for a few moments, before turning around and tiptoeing downstairs.

When he came to the underground park, Leng Zimo casually pulled the car door and sat in the car, and when he saw the gift given to him by Luo Xiaoqian on the front windshield, he immediately took it, although he was curious, the movements of his hands were very light and slow, as if he was afraid of damaging the things inside.

The package opened, revealing a photo of Luo Xiaoqian on the CD cover.

His fingers gently stroked the corners of her lips, and then he opened the cover, and immediately caught the handwriting she had left on the inside page.

"I will work hard to move forward, and I only hope that one day I can be able to compete with you!"

At the bottom right is written the inscription - "Luo Xiaoqian, who admires you and likes you", and the date is written below.

Those words, every stroke is very clear, you can see how attentive and serious she was when she wrote these words.

In just a few lines, her humility is revealed between the lines.