After a long ti.
Leng Zimo, panting, took a tissue to wipe the stains off her small hands, took a blanket to wrap her body, carried her to the bathroom, and placed her on the sink. He carefully washed her small hands with warm water and dried them with a towel.
Only then did he look at her face with a serious expression, "What on earth happened?!"
As soon as she ca back, she actively got close to him and deliberately asked such questions. There was no need to guess; he knew she must have done sothing she felt guilty about.
Luo Xiaoqian lowered her face like a child who had done sothing wrong, "Zimo, I’m sorry."
Leng Zimo frowned, looking at her with concern, "Are you trying to drive crazy?!"
Raising her face, her eyes slyly checked his expression, Luo Xiaoqian quietly asked, "Does what you just said still count?"
"I promise, no matter what you’ve done, I won’t get angry, I won’t lose my temper... Can you say now?!"
"I..." Luo Xiaoqian pinched one of his buttons, "I went to see Seo Fei."
Leng Zimo’s expression changed instantly, "What do you an?!"
Luo Xiaoqian pouted and gave him a side-eye, "You just said you wouldn’t get angry, you wouldn’t lose your temper!"
Taking a deep breath, Leng Zimo adjusted his mood, and his tone softened, "I’m not angry now."
Luo Xiaoqian lowered her eyelids, "But you clearly are!"
The na Seo Fei itself already signified danger, and Luo Xiaoqian actually went to see her. Whatever the reason or purpose, it was already a risk, how could he not be angry?!
Looking at her dejected little face, Leng Zimo felt another wave of heartache. Her trying so hard to placate him, how could he truly get angry? Raising his hand to embrace her, he softly spoke, "Okay, say it now, I will try my best to control my emotions."
"Zimo, I know this is wrong, but I... I really don’t want to lose this opportunity..." Luo Xiaoqian pressed her lips together, looked up at him, "If you’re going to be angry, be mad at . You can scold , even hit , but you can’t get mad at Dad. I begged him to agree to this."
So, it was also related to that person.
No wonder, even her father’s expression was strange.
Leng Zimo affectionately touched her face, "Alright, I promise, I won’t get angry at him. Can you say it now?"
Luo Xiaoqian nodded, then briefly recounted the events of the morning to him.
Leng Zimo clenched his fists several tis, then relaxed them.
After she finished speaking, he gritted his teeth, looking at Luo Xiaoqian in front of him, feeling nothing but anger and heartache.
"You...you..."
He repeated the word "you" several tis, but couldn’t bring himself to scold her.
Luo Xiaoqian lowered her face, waiting for his fury to erupt, but when it didn’t, she raised her face in confusion, nervously looking at Leng Zimo.
eting her gaze, he raised his hand to hold her face, then domineeringly kissed her, making her breathless, her cheeks flushed, and her lips visibly swollen from the blood rush. Only then did he release her, panting, kissed and bit her neck a few more tis, finally managing to control his emotions, squeezing out a few words through his teeth.
"Idiot, so stupid, Luo Xiaoqian, I really want to... I really want to bite you to death!"
Using herself as bait, such a sche she ca up with, just because it was her idea, if it were anyone else, he would have killed that person without a doubt.
"Then!" Luo Xiaoqian simply extended her hand in front of him, "Bite it, but don’t bite to death. If you do, you won’t have a wife anymore."
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