Liang Jinmo closed the door and leaned against the wall. His heart was beating violently, his breathing was violent and rapid, and his heart seemed to be like a rabbit. What's wrong?

She suffered. As a man, what did he think? It was too much!

Liang Jinmo walked to the windowsill, leaned against the window in front of the door, and pulled open his tie to make it feel more comfortable.

He picked up the tablet again and his hands began to slide up and down, but he couldn't read a word.

"Young Master, why don't you go and change your clothes?"

"Okay." Liang Jinmo turned around and looked at his clothes. The smell was stained with a stinky smell, but why did he feel so happy?

She was wearing a high-end suit and mist blue, and now she also had a different color.

"Why are you following me?" Liang Jinmo's eyes were unhappy.

"I……"

"Protect the place, I'll go back." Liang Jinmo walked out one meter, suddenly remembered something, and walked back.

I looked at the bathroom door and said, "Don't be anxious, wash slowly, I'll wait for you."

"Okay." Qin Ningxiang was taking a shower. She was trembling all over in pain. She quickly found a small stool to sit down and rest for a while.

...

Almost fell asleep, she was shocked, opened her eyes, and forgot about it.

Jennifer!!!

Liang Jinmo quickly changed his clothes. It may have only been less than a minute, and he ran when he came back.

The bodyguards looked at each other, what was the young master anxious about?

Liang Jinmo panted and ran back to the bathroom door, and Qin Ningxiang also opened her eyes.

She did take a nap just now. Although it was less than ten minutes, she felt much more comfortable.

"Liang Jinmo!" Qin Ningxiang suddenly opened the door.

"I'm here!" Liang Jinmo also replied like a conditioned reflex.

The woman inside hadn't taken off her clothes yet, "forgot what was important."

"What's important to you?" Liang Jinmo blurted out, making his ears even more red.

After saying something in his heart, Qin Ningxiang suddenly had a red glow on her face.

"You haven't washed it yet. If you are worried about public opinion, I will control it." Liang Jinmo was embarrassed to look at the woman's face and lowered her head.

"And." Qin Ningxiang pursed her lips, "Well, Hongmao and the others saved me, and Jennifer, saying that those people were her boyfriend Wu He."

"I will thank you very much." Liang Jinmo did not look up, but the man turned against the light and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

The man's dress is relatively refreshing today. Qin Ningxiang looked carefully and noticed that he changed into another set of clothes.

It's so strange that in less than a few minutes, he changed his clothes?

It must be because I'm too smelly, so

y.

This guy attaches too much importance to his personal image.

"Well, your dark bodyguard is too scary, right?" Qin Ningxiang glanced at the man in black. It was a long distance, and she was afraid that they would get angry when they heard it.

It's not ungrateful, it's just that it feels so embarrassing.

"I understand." Liang Jinmo turned his head, "Are you satisfied with my clothes today?"

[Qin Ningxiang: The sculpture is blooming? Liang Jinmo can wear this stone sculpture so beautifully, I just wanted to say it.]

Qin Ningxiang couldn't help but smile, "I like it. It's fresh and beautiful."

Liang Jinmo stopped the movements in his hand, raised the corners of his mouth, turned his head and did not look at Qin Ningxiang, his tone unconsciously relaxed, "Why don't you go wash?"

"And! I know, but, where are my clothes?"

"It's ready." Liang Jinmo lowered his head again and became busy.

Qin Ningxiang was secretly happy in her heart.

Somehow, Qin Ningxiang just didn't want to take a shower, maybe she was afraid of the wounds, or maybe she wanted to see Liang Jinmo today.

It feels like he is really different.

Like a big boy.

By the way, it’s still a boy who is in love, hehe.

She couldn't bear to leave the man in front of her. If she missed it, she was afraid that Liang Jinmo would never appear again.

Liang Jinmo was like a touch of the blue sky, flashing in front of Qin Ningxiang today.

After she ran away in a hurry, the first ray of spring water she encountered moistened her cracked lips and sour tongue, giving her a ray of sweetness.

Qin Ningxiang can trust such Liang Jinmo today, forever and forever.

Because, at the end of fatigue, Liang Jinmo was waiting for her, waiting for her, waiting there, and not leaving.

Qin Ningxiang wanted to imprint Liang Jinmo like this in her mind, never fade, never get rid of, never forget.

Perhaps because of the light, Liang Jinmo was gentle and peaceful at the moment, better than the softest butter and cheese.

It made Qin Ningxiang feel comfortable all over, as if she had eaten a full banquet for Manchu and Han.

At this moment, the man nodded and looked at Qin Ningxiang, and his heart also had ripples.

Only now did Liang Jinmo agree that the blogger's comment on short videos would be ten thousand years at a glance.

It seems that outsiders sometimes say the finishing touch.

But you must never let that man go!

Seeing Qin Ningxiang's eyes, the body full of passion like fire. He was no longer tired. Everything that passed by became a sail that was far away, and was blown away by Qin Ningxiang. She was like a gust of fragrance, blowing all of him.

The vicissitudes of life allow him to look at the past with a smile.

All Liang Jinmo's ruthlessness seemed to be melted away, and all determination would be softened and no longer sharp.

That was her, Liang Jinmo's softness at the moment, and his weakness. Only then did he realize that this was the meaning of concern.

Concern makes people no longer determined, no longer cruel, no longer look down on death.

Liang Jinmo looked at the woman in front of her seriously, focused, softly, clingy and densely, and all her love turned into sticky syrup and wrapped around her.

Qin Ningxiang really felt that she was about to melt in Liang Jinmo's gaze.

I really suspect that the man has already driven.

I suspect that Liang Jinmo's fantasy is impure.

But there is no evidence.

"Go, be good~"

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~(@^_^@)~

"Okay~" Qin Ningxiang touched her face, so happy. There was nothing ridiculous about it. Is this happiness?

(#^.^#)

[Some voice: Is that so? Is this happiness? Are you happy?]
Chapter completed!