"Mr. Leng, finished with the meeting?!"
"Xiao Qian?!" Leng Zimo frowned slightly, hinting at reproach, "Didn't I tell you to rest well for a night before coming back?!"
She came back early, obviously flying back right after the exhibition, working all day then flying for over ten hours, of course, he felt sorry for her.
Luo Xiaoqian pouted, "If you don't want me back, then I'll leave!"
"You brat!"
He pulled her over, wrapped his arms around her waist, and lifted her onto the desk, his lips moving towards hers.
Knowing she came back early because she missed him, how could he not miss her as well?
He thought he could gradually enjoy their time alone over the next few days, but she only stayed with him for two nights before leaving.
These past two days felt like years to him.
After a lingering deep kiss, his breathing noticeably quickened.
"Zimo!" Feeling his fingers moving, Luo Xiaoqian snapped back to her senses, hurriedly reaching out to grab his fingers, "Here..."
