Chapter 2342 - 2346: Your Face Is So Red

Chapter 2342: Chapter 2346: Your Face Is So Red

"Who are you?!"

Leng Zimo suddenly woke up.

"I... I’m the floor attendant! I... I have a chest... ah..."

"Don’t look!"

"Who exactly are you?!"

"I... I’m your fan. I’ve always admired you, so..."

...

Then, then... she actually took the initiative to kiss him.

Oh my, Luo Xiaoqian watched in shock. From the video, it was clear that Leng Zimo didn’t recognize her at all at the time, and he was constantly resisting her, even telling her to leave multiple times, while she kept approaching him repeatedly.

Then, they disappeared from the camera view.

There was a segment of blank footage. Luo Xiaoqian dragged the video backward, and people reappeared in the frame.

This time, they reappeared, but now she was completely naked, and Leng Zimo was nearly the same. And... he was the one carrying her out.

Leng Zimo placed her on the pillow, but she just clung to his neck, refusing to let go, even leaning in to kiss him. Her body wriggled in his arms, completely resembling a predator’s stance.

"Wake up..." His voice seemed filled with regret, as if he was unwilling to continue.

Yet, she kept clinging to him, and he finally stopped resisting, embraced her, and dominantly pressed her beneath him.

Listening to the sounds coming from the computer, Luo Xiaoqian busily dragged her trembling fingers over the video, but each time, it showed similar scenes. Again, again...

The duration lasted several hours, and finally, when she dragged the video back one more time, she screamed and fainted.

Leng Zimo frowned slightly, looked at her, extended his fingers to smooth her sweat-soaked hair to one side, and carried her away. When they returned, both were wrapped in towels.

Leng Zimo pulled open the covers, placed her on the pillow, and his palm extended over to gently caress her face.

"I don’t know who you are, but from today on, you are mine!"

His voice was both domineering and filled with compassion.

At this moment, it was already morning. Suddenly, the phone on the table rang. Leng Zimo answered it with irritation, said a sentence, then hung up. He made another call; it wasn’t clear to whom, but he requested someone to bring over a set of women’s clothing, glancing at her and announcing a size.

After hanging up, he sat at the side of the bed, watching her.

The room was incredibly quiet; the man just sat at the side of the bed, deeply gazing at her.

A moment later, he stood up and left, returning in a bathrobe, carrying a paper bag. He took out each piece of clothing from the bag and neatly placed them at the head of the bed. He sat beside her, lowered his face to kiss her lips gently, and placed a sticky note at the head of the bed before getting up again.

It seemed only at this point he realized the presence of the DSLR, cursed something lowly, and went over to turn it off.

The video ended there.

Luo Xiaoqian glanced at the time displayed above—the time showed this was a video from five years ago.

Was this their first time?!

Was it actually her... seducing him?!

"Mom?" Luo Jun pushed the door open again, "Breakfast is ready."

"Ah!" Luo Xiaoqian snapped back to reality, hurriedly folded the laptop screen shut, "I... I’ll be right there."

"Mom, are you not feeling well? Your face is really red." Luo Jun glanced at her face color, worriedly climbed up, touched her forehead, and then her face. "It’s so strange, why is your forehead cool, but your face is so hot? Is Mom having a fever?"