"I don’t know either." Leng Zimo raised his hand to brush away the stray hair on her face, his fingers pinching her earlobe, "You surely won’t believe it, I fell in love with your earlobe at first sight. That day at the cetery when I saw you, do you know why I suddenly walked away?"
She shook her head.
"Because that day I was thinking about what we just did." His ink-black eyes deeply stared at her, without any hint of desire, "For the first ti, I lost control in front of a woman. I think, maybe this is love."
She laughed, her laughter filled with happiness and contentnt.
No, Leng Zimo, this wasn’t the first ti, but the second ti, and the first woman who made you lose control was .
"You don’t believe ?!"
"I believe you."
"Then why are you laughing?"
She made a funny face at him, "Having evil thoughts without even seeing my face, and you still say you’re not a bad guy?!"
He lifted his face, "Then let’s be bad once more."
...
...
The next day.
Luo Xiaoqian inevitably overslept.
When she opened her eyes again, Leng Zimo was already gone from her side. She was startled, then saw her clothes neatly folded by the pillow, from inside out, even matching socks.
The door was gently pushed open, and Luo Jun’s little head cautiously peeked in.
"Mo Mo?"
"Mom, you’re awake." The little guy imdiately ran to her bedside, "Does your head still hurt?"
"Headache?" Luo Xiaoqian asked in confusion.
"Yeah, Uncle Zimo said you got drunk yesterday, so you went to sleep in the guest room." He reached out a small hand to touch her forehead, "Still feeling unwell..."
"Ah..." She realized, quickly shaking her head, "It’s okay, mom... is much better now. You go wash up, mom will get up soon."
"I’ve already washed up."
"Then go check if Uncle Zimo’s breakfast is ready?"
She found another excuse. Being stark naked, she didn’t even need to think to know she was covered in his kiss marks; no way she could get up in front of Mo Mo like this, naturally she had to send the little guy away.
"I’ve already eaten." Luo Jun leaned in, kissed her on the cheek, "Uncle Mike is already downstairs, I ca to say goodbye to mom."
Originally worried about not finding a reason, hearing him say this, Luo Xiaoqian was relieved, imdiately spreading her arms to hug him, kissing him on the cheek, "Be careful on the road, listen to your teacher, drink more water."
"Okay."
He nodded obediently, turned and walked towards the door, not forgetting to wave goodbye to her before heading downstairs.
A mont later, the sound of an engine ca from downstairs.
Luo Xiaoqian grabbed the watch on the cabinet, the hour hand already pointing to seven-thirty, she had slept in over an hour past her usual waking ti.
The biological clock she had developed over five years had been so easily disrupted by Leng Zimo.
Sitting up, stretching her arms, she noticed the pale red marks on her arm and simply frowned.
This guy, doesn’t he want her to leave the house?!
"Her Royal Highness the Princess, good morning."
Leng Zimo’s pleasant voice ca from the door.
She looked up, only to see him carrying a tray with breakfast, walking over, placing the tray directly on her knees.
"I know you’re hungry, have sothing to eat first before you get up."
On the tray, an exquisite Western-style breakfast.
Slices of bread toasted to a light golden brown, a fruit platter with strawberries cut into beautiful rose shapes, covered in blue cheese dressing, and milk in the cup giving off a fragrant aroma.
She didn’t want to disappoint him, but she had a eting this morning.
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