After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 375 - 376 I Still Want to Listen

Luo Xiaoqian rolled her eyes, "Please, the one who looks most like a dumpling is you."

Leng Zimo’s fingers paused on her chin, gently lifting her face, "Then why don’t you just eat me up?"

Her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

"You haven’t cooked yet!"

Her mouth teased and her heart blushed, yet she had already placed the bowl and chopsticks in her hands onto the stovetop to the side.

Leng Zimo’s gaze swept over the bowl on the stovetop and he promptly swept her into his arms, "It’s not too late to cook now."

Carrying her out of the kitchen with large strides, the usually cleanliness-loving him didn’t bother with the messy kitchen anymore, and directly took her upstairs to the bedroom’s bathroom.

Setting her down in a corner of the bathroom, he lifted his arm against the wall, trapping her between his body and the wall.

"I remember, you said you would help me bathe."

Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips, then stretched out her arms to untie the knot behind his apron, lifting it off him and setting it aside before starting to undo his shirt buttons.

As she did these things, Leng Zimo’s face naturally leaned towards hers, pressing against her hair, his breath right by her ear.

"I want to hear it again."

Leng Zimo whispered softly in her ear.

Luo Xiaoqian was very clear about what he wanted to hear.

"Leng Zimo, I love you!"

She lifted her face to look at him and said loudly.

His kiss landed again on her ear, accompanied by his voice, almost a murmur.

"Luo Xiaoqian, I love you too, very much, much more than you can imagine!"

His kiss once again descended, this time on her lips.

Pressing her against the wall, he caught his breath and released her lips.

"Xiao Qian, bite me!"

"Huh?"

Luo Xiaoqian looked up, puzzled.

Why bite him?!

Leng Zimo lifted the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, "All day, I’ve felt as if I’m dreaming, I’m afraid, have I not yet woken up?!"

For the first time in his life, he felt as if he was floating on clouds, so uncertain, so apprehensive.

"Silly!" She lifted her hand to his shoulder and gently bit down.

"Bite as hard as you love me," he whispered in her ear.

She hesitated, then opened her jaw and bit down on his shoulder with all her might.

Between her teeth, there was a faint taste of blood.

Shocked, she quickly released him, and immediately blood beads emerged from his wound.

"You’re bleeding, I’ll go..." she said in panic, wanting to leave.

"No need!" he tightened his arms around her, "This way I’ll know that I’m not dreaming."

"Zimo!" Looking into his eyes, so close at hand, Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand to his face, dotted with water droplets, "I love you!"

On Leng Zimo’s shoulder, the wound throbbed subtly, a painful joy.

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The next morning, Luo Xiaoqian inevitably lingered in bed.

Upon opening her eyes and glancing at the clock on the table, which pointed to half-past ten, she turned around, not seeing Leng Zimo, and she wasn’t too surprised.

The company was about to go public, and Leng Zimo was personally involved in many matters related to the film industry, plus the regular business operations... He had indeed been very busy lately.

By the pillow, her clothes had been prepared with a note written by Leng Zimo left on top, his handwriting still cutting three points into the paper.

"I didn’t have time to make breakfast because you woke up late. Please have the hourly cleaner tidy up the kitchen, let’s have dinner together tonight."

At the bottom, in beautiful cursive English letters—"L’sL"!

Luo Xiaoqian smiled, most people might not understand the meaning behind those letters, but she knew what he meant.