After rejecting my celebrity husband Chapter 70: Why Play the Zither for No Reason

"So... do you want a cup of coffee..." Luo Xiaoqian wished she could just bite her own tongue off. Why coffee? It just makes you more alert. She definitely won’t be sleeping, "No no, I ant a glass of milk... Or maybe, juice?..."

Leng Zimo looked down, gazing at the girl in his arms who was speaking incoherently, nervous to the point of stiffness, like a wooden sculpture.

"Are you very nervous?"

"A little!" she said softly, with her face downturned.

Nonsense, who wouldn’t be nervous, try wearing only a nightgown in the arms of the opposite sex.

Forget it, a person without a sense of sha like him wouldn’t understand.

Luo Xiaoqian, oh Luo Xiaoqian, why did you even play the piano? Just go back early, get dressed, wrap yourself up tightly, and sleep. Isn’t that better?

Cursing herself internally, Luo Xiaoqian quickly thought about a strategy.

"I have a flight to Paris tomorrow, then I’ll transfer to London. I won’t be back for seven days!"

Doesn’t that an she doesn’t have to face him for a whole seven days?

Oh my god, that’s so blissful!

Dammit, why didn’t he buy a ticket for tonight?

A flash of inspiration struck Luo Xiaoqian, and lifting her face, she pretended to be concerned, "Then you should rest early. If you wake up late tomorrow and miss the flight, that would be bad. How about this, you go to sleep, and I... I’ll help you pack your luggage. Yes, pack the luggage!"

Finally, she had found a reason. Luo Xiaoqian, you’re such a genius!

Praising herself inwardly, she subtly pushed down on his arm that was wrapped around her.

Leng Zimo let her push his fingers down but as they slid to her waist, he suddenly pulled her even closer to him.

"The plane is at ten, don’t worry, we have plenty of ti!"

Hmph!

He could tell she was trying to run away.

If it weren’t for her needing to train and compete, he really would have liked to take her with him.

What does she use for her baths? This scent, it’s really nice.

"Don’t!"

She suddenly bit her lip, as her overwheld reason finally gained the upper hand again.

She pushed him away and turned to flee.

Just as she was about to rush to the door, he already took large strides towards her, trapping her between the door and himself.

Bending down, his voice was devilish.

"You’re lying!"

Luo Xiaoqian frantically pushed away his restless hand.

"I’m not..."