After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 2116: Chapter 2120: Very Sweet

She knew what he was going to do, but she didn’t want to avoid it.

Leng Zimo lowered his face, his lips cautiously touching hers.

He was a little uncertain, afraid that she would resist, so this kiss was extremely cautious.

As their lips met, like a jolt of electricity, a tingling sensation spread from their lightly touching lips straight to their hearts.

She did not resist!

A surge of joy rose in Leng Zimo’s heart, his palm lifted, hooking her waist, drawing her into his embrace, his kiss also began to increase in intensity.

After five years, the two reunited after parting, almost never really separating again, he even postponed most unnecessary business trips, and those he couldn’t avoid, he compressed the time, this was the longest they’ve been apart since reuniting five years ago.

Day and night during these days, he thought of her, thinking so much that he almost went crazy.

Her warmth, her sweetness, her everything... was enough to drive him uncontrollably crazy, kissing her lips, Leng Zimo naturally wanted more and his arms tightened.

His breath instantly enveloped her, a scent as sweet as chocolate, making her instantly intoxicated.

Luo Xiaoqian, being kissed by him, felt as if countless fireworks were exploding in her mind, and among these fireworks, there were innumerable fragmented and chaotic images.

A scorching kiss, burning palms... and some sounds.

”Xiao Qian, do you know how beautiful you are...”

”Xiao Qian, I love you...”

”Xiao Qian...”

Those were the voice of a man, she didn’t know who he was, nor his name, couldn’t even recall his appearance, but she knew, that person, loved her.

And she did not reject him, because she had once been so madly in love with him, as if in a dream, like the crazy things she’d done with this chef.

Being kissed by him, Luo Xiaoqian’s body naturally became soft and weak, as if she were about to melt in his embrace.

Bam!

The juice cup she was holding slipped powerlessly, crashing to the floor, shattering into pieces.

The abrupt sound startled both of them, Leng Zimo came to his senses, hurriedly released her, then worriedly looked at the floor, squatted down, carefully wiping the juice off her calf, checking all over to make sure she wasn’t hurt, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Xiaoqian stood still, watching him carefully wipe the juice from her calf with his own hands, and though she hadn’t drunk the juice, the sweetness in her heart far surpassed it.

Kneeling down, she reached out her fingers to help him sort the glass shards.

”Don’t!” Leng Zimo seized her hand, ”I’ll do it, you stand back!”

His tone was very domineering, but in that dominance, there was also a thick sense of indulgence.

Importantly, he spoke in Chinese.

Unlike when he spoke a foreign language, when he spoke Chinese, his voice seemed even more pleasant, she liked his voice, especially when he spoke Chinese, that voice had a power that made her feel at ease.

”I want to drink juice.”

Luo Xiaoqian said softly, like a little girl acting coy.

”I’ll squeeze another glass for you later.” Leng Zimo carefully tidied up the glass shards on the floor.

”I want to drink this one.” She reached out her right hand to hold his wrist, then stretched out her left hand fingers to touch the juice in the half cup he was holding, then put her juice-dipped fingers to her lips and sucked lightly, ”Mmm, indeed very sweet and delicious.”