He wanted to give her everything he could, not just his doting love but also all the happiness any woman in this world could enjoy.
Be it material, spiritual, or physical.
Because she, indeed, deserved it!
Murmuring, he embraced her once again, his movents incredibly gentle.
She humd softly, her arms reaching out to wrap around his neck.
"Zimo, I love you, so much, so very much."
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The next day, Luo Xiaoqian once again indulged in a lie-in.
By the ti she opened her eyes again, the room was still dim, the thick velvet curtains shut out all the sunlight without disturbing her sleep.
"Awake?" Hearing her voice, Leng Zimo shifted his gaze from the desk nearby, stood up, walked to the bed, and bent down to kiss her cheek, "Hungry, aren’t you? Shall I bring up breakfast?"
Luo Xiaoqian gave him a good morning kiss, her eyes falling on the table, "Writing sothing?"
"Let see," Leng Zimo got up, took the paper from the desk, and Luo Xiaoqian had already sat up hugging the quilt. He then placed the paper in front of her.
Seeing the content on the paper, her face instantly turned red.
"Scoundrel!"
On the paper was not words, but a drawing. It was her, naked and lying on a pillow, with the background clearly the very bed they were on now.
"Don’t worry, this is just a draft. When I paint the oil painting one day, I’ll cover the key parts with a bedsheet," he reassured her.
Luo Xiaoqian’s face fell instantly, "You’re going to turn it into an oil painting?!"
"Not only will I turn it into a painting, but I also plan to fra it and hang it up," Leng Zimo turned to look at the wall opposite the bed, "right there."
To turn it into an oil painting and hang it on the wall?!
Luo Xiaoqian felt helpless, "Zimo, can we talk about this, maybe not hang it?"
If others saw it, she would die of embarrassnt!
"Rest assured," Leng Zimo returned to the bed, comforting her by touching her face, "I’ve decreed that no one other than you and is allowed in this bedroom, no one else will see it."
Luo Xiaoqian still felt hesitant, wanting to dissuade him, but unwilling to go against his wishes.
"Ha..." Seeing her uncomfortable face, Leng Zimo let out a hearty laugh, "I’m just teasing you. How can I let others see my woman’s body?!"
If he were really to fra it, to get it mounted, he wouldn’t allow any other man to see the body of the woman he loved.
Luo Xiaoqian finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Then, can you give this to ?"
"I actually wanted to keep it with at all tis, so I could admire it whenever you’re not around. But, seeing how earnest you are, I’ll give it to you!" Leng Zimo said with a smile, caressing her face, "Wait here, I’m going to get breakfast!"
He turned and went downstairs. Luo Xiaoqian looked again at the drawing in her hands.
The drawing, although of her naked body, was not at all lascivious, because when Leng Zimo had drawn it, his heart was free of any impure thoughts, but filled with endless love. Based on the sketch, he took so artistic liberty, adding many decorative patterns around and cleverly using flowers to cover the key parts. It wasn’t explicit, yet it showcased the beauty of her body. The girl curled up and lying on the bed cover was incredibly beautiful, so beautiful that she could hardly believe it was herself.
Looking up at Leng Zimo entering with breakfast, Luo Xiaoqian raised her head and asked seriously, "Is this really ?!"
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