She hadn't paid back the money she had paid for the clothes last time, and this time, she really couldn't owe him any more.

Otherwise, she really can't afford to pay it back!

"Don't believe it!"

She let go of him, turned and pushed into the car and left.

Perhaps, he is too sensitive!

Leng Zimo walked over and chased after her.

Back at the villa, making omelettes and milk, and helping him prepare his luggage, Luo Xiaoqian carefully sent Leng Zimo to the car, watched his taillights disappear around the corner, and then jumped back to the villa.

After cleaning up the kitchen, she called Yu Tong again and said that she was practicing at home, so she walked directly into the piano room and began to practice her voice.

……

……

For two days in a row, Luo Xiaoqian really stayed in the villa obediently, except for going to the supermarket to buy ingredients once, in addition to morning exercises, she practiced in the villa every day.

Although Leng Zimo is abroad, she still calls every morning to supervise her practice, and when she has time in the evening, she will even ask her to sing a cappella to check the results of her practice.

Early on the morning of the third day, he called as usual.

"I've gotten up and I'm on my way to morning exercise!" Luo Xiaoqian, who had already completed the warm-up, gasped back.

"Very good, remember, I'm going to remove the stitches in a while, I've already called Xiaoding, he'll pick you up in an hour!" Leng Zimo's voice was thousands of miles away, revealing a little tiredness, and he coughed halfway through speaking.

He even remembered the stitch removal!

Luo Xiaoqian's heart warmed, and when she heard him coughing on the other end of the phone, she instinctively asked, "Got a cold?" ”

"Nope!" Leng Zimo responded lightly.

"That's good, you pay attention to your body!"

On the other end of the line, there was a moment of silence.

Just when Luo Xiaoqian wondered if the other party had hung up, Leng Zimo's voice sounded again.

"Missed me?"

Miss you big-headed ghost!

Luo Xiaoqian pouted, "I have to go riding, otherwise, it's too late!" ”

The other end of the phone.

Hotel Martinez in Cannes, France.

Leng Zimo stood on the terrace of his room, looking at the Mediterranean Sea at night.

On the seashore in the distance, I don't know who is setting off the fireworks, and in the middle of the night, the fireworks are particularly gorgeous.

"Someone's setting off fireworks!" Leng Zimo stared at the fireworks, which gradually dispersed in the air, and there was a little loneliness in his ink eyes, "Luo Xiaoqian, I miss you a little!" ”

There are so many beauties at the film festival, with conditions like him, casually hook your fingers, there is a reinforcement company waiting to get into his bed, he still has a chance to miss her?!

Luo Xiaoqian pouted again, "I'm hanging!" ”

Then, she really hung up.

As a result, in less than three seconds, his call came again.

"You dare to hang up on me?"

She still felt his anger through the signal.

"It's not me who hung it, it's broken, it's broken!" Luo Xiaoqian was busy explaining, "I'm about to call you!" ”

Leng Zimo's tone softened slightly, "Say you miss me!" ”

Does this man want to be so narcissistic?!

"I miss you, I miss you so much that I can't sleep all night because I think about it, so I get up early in the morning and exercise in the morning, so to speak, are you satisfied?"

"Remove the last three sentences and say it again!"

Luo Xiaoqian has the urge to drop her mobile phone, please, she has to deduct the fee for answering the transoceanic call, okay?

"Leng Zimo, you are endless, I miss you, I want to kill you, I think you want to die!"