Isabella doesn't believe it, because the protagonist, who is in a tight plan, can't be here alone.

Luo Xingchen smiled, "Look at it! It can't be fake, it can't be fake. ”

Hearing this, Isabella frowned slightly.

Where did Luo Xingchen go?

If Jin Zeming, who is now the president, sees that similar face, will he suddenly recover his memory?

Thinking about it, she glanced at Luo Xingchen cautiously.

Nightfall, Salisburg.

After arranging Chen Liqin and Bai Linlin, Luo Xingchen returned to the master bedroom.

Jin Zeming was sitting on the sofa looking at the documents in the computer.

"Thank you for coming back to dinner with my family after all your busy schedule, and they are very satisfied." Luo Xingchen went over and sat down beside him.

"The most important thing is that you are satisfied." He turned his head to meet the watery eyes that had been staring at him.

The feelings contained in those eyes at this time are gentle and sweet.

"Satisfied, but still a little dissatisfied," Luo Xingchen thought of not being allowed to stay in the hospital, slightly disappointed, "Your country's hospital system should be changed, cute is still a child, should be accompanied by an adult." ”

Jin Zeming gently brushed her silky face with his fingers and said: "The hospital system is also for the recovery of patients, there are professional doctors and nurses, and patients will rest well at night." Don't worry, you won't be too tired, and tomorrow at dawn, you can go to see the cute. How? Want to be cute? ”

"You don't understand!" She sniffed hard and turned her head to look out the window, "Is SR already asleep?" ”

Seeing her happy appearance, the man smiled lowly, pressed her head into his arms and said, "Sleep!" ”

He stroked her long hair, a warm, slippery sensation running between his fingers.

Over the years, he has seen a lot of women, but he really wants to cherish and pamper none of them.

He turned his head sideways and gently touched the top of her hair with his chin, his heart warm.

That kind of warm feeling was very special, and it made him have a nostalgia that he had never felt before.

"Cute discharged from the hospital, I was about to leave with my mother and sister. I can't stay here forever, there's a lot of things I have to do, and Wards is doing the right thing, and Wards has a charity giving program here."

"On behalf of all the people who have benefited, I would like to thank Miss Bai Weiwei for being so kind, thank you!"

After Jin Zeming finished speaking, he looked at her deeply, looked straight into her pure black eyes, and then lowered his head again and kissed her lips.

"Are you thanking you, or are you rubbing oil?" She playfully covered his mouth and smiled like a child.

Jin Zeming closed the laptop, hugged her into his arms, and whispered coarsely on the side of her lips, "Weiwei, in order to express my most sincere gratitude, I want to dedicate myself to you as a thank you gift." So, give it to me! Tonight, a little longer! ”

Luo Xingchen's face flushed, almost paralyzed in his arms, "Shameless, how can there be such a thank you?" ”

If he followed his wishes, wouldn't this man have tossed her miserably?

But the urgency and desire of men, she can't stop it.

It could only rely on his fiery body, sobbing like a kitten with his movements.

Jin Zeming pressed her on the wide sofa, thinking about being gentle with her, but the desires of the body were difficult to control, especially the one under him was her.

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