heart.At least...Leng Zhujing's heart gradually became confused, wondering why she had softened her heart in the beginningHis heart softened, now he didn't want to let go of Yimo at all."I don't under...Trouble!

He said she was causing him trouble.

From when did she become a nuisance in his eyes

Tong Yimo was suddenly so choked with emotion that she couldn't utter a word.

Facing Leng Ye Chen's one question after another, she chose silence.

But her silence, to him, was not a good thing.

Leng Yechen opened the passenger door of the sports car, but Tong Yimo stood still and changed the subject: "My ID card, passport, and visa will take about how long to reapply"

"Half a month." Leng Yechen said with displeasure.

Tong Yi Mo didn't dare to look up at Leng Ye Chen's handsome face, she only shifted her gaze to the side and continued in a stammering voice: "Then can you help me book a room at one of the hotels in this town for half a month I'll go back once I get my identification."

"There's a house for you to live in, but you refuse to stay there and insist on living in a hotel Fine! Very well! Do whatever you want!" Leng Ye sank his displeasure, slammed the passenger side car door shut, turned around, and strode towards the town center.

He got her a room at the safest and best hotel in town, slipped her a bank card, and then left without another word.

She didn't try to keep him, and he didn't seem to want to stay either.

Actually, at this moment, Tong Yimo's mind was a blank. Until Leng Yeshen left her again, she didn't come out of it.

A person stood in the room for a while before getting up to take a shower. The water hit the wounds on her knees, causing a stinging pain. She could only grit her teeth and quickly finish washing before wrapping herself in a white bath towel and squatting in the bathroom to wash her clothes.

Besides that bank card, she had only this one set of clothes left. She washed them today and would hang them out to dry on the balcony later. Tomorrow, she would wear them out to buy herself a new set.

At this moment, the doorbell rang inopportunely. Tong Yimo shook the water droplets from her hands and got up to walk to the door.

Through the cat's eye, she saw that the visitor outside the door was Leng Yechen. Her heart was both surprised and delighted, but there was a faint pain in it as well.

The doorbell rang again.

Tong Yimo hesitated for a moment before opening the door a crack and peeking out. She asked in a timid voice, "Brother, are you looking for me"

When she emerged, half a fragrant shoulder and half a snowy arm were visible. Her whole head was dripping wet, her black hair like a serpent's tail, clinging to her shoulders and arms.

Cold Night, Silent immediately thrust the bag in his hand toward her, and said indifferently: "This has your clothes, and some ointment for your wounds."

"Thank you." Tong Yimo just reached out her hand to take the bag, but suddenly the lights in the room and hallway went out.

The next second, a bolt of lightning streaked across the window, followed by a deafening thunderclap. Almost in an instant, Tong Yimo darted out from behind the door and instinctively plunged into Leng Yechen's embrace, clutching his waist tightly.

The sudden embrace startled Leng Ye, who had been stewing in anger. But the moment he inhaled the scent of hyacinth from her bath product and felt the softness of her body pressed against his, all his anger dissipated.

“Let me check and see, when will you be calling” he murmured low, attempting to pry her arms away from him and escape.

She, upon hearing this, instead hugged him even tighter, her tone a mixture of coquettishness and complaint: "Don't! I won't let you go!"

"I'm not leaving." Leng Yechen's forehead suddenly broke out in beads of sweat, gritting his teeth as he endured the heat that was building within him. She was hugging him tightly, stirring up a tide of desire in him.

"Big brother... who is she Is she your new love Don't you want me anymore" She hugged him tighter and tighter, her whole body softening against his, completely unaware of the effect her softness had on him.

"Which one" Soft jade warmth in his arms, it was difficult for him not to be moved, and the soft tenderness in her voice was laced with a hint of jealousy, making him love her even more.

"At the dance tonight, the woman you danced with, she was as noble as a princess, and she suited you very well." Tong Yimo murmured, her words unclear.

Only then did Leng Ye Shen realize she was talking about Justine: “She is indeed a princess, one of the princesses of the French royal family, and also one of our recommenders for this cosmetics project expansion. And…”

Before he could finish his words, the room and hallway suddenly lit up like daylight. The power was finally on.

But because the little woman's head was rubbing against his chest, making him short of breath, it pushed him deeper into the torment of water and fire.

"You fell for her, didn't you" She accused him, pounding on his broad chest. Her eyes, which she tried to glare with, were instead filled with tears, giving her a delicate and charming vulnerability. "So, big brother doesn't want me anymore, does he"

Leng Ye Chen looked at Tong Yimo's face full of vinegar with amusement. Unexpectedly, he didn't mind her being jealous and making a fuss. Instead, he was secretly delighted by her charming appearance when she was jealous.

"How is that possible" he chuckled, his voice laced with a tenderness he hadn't even realized himself. "The person I like is you, the person I love is you, and the only person I want is you."

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