Luo Xiaoqian also didn't shy away and hide under the covers but bravely looked into his eyes.
"Do you like it?"
Leng Zimo laughed, pulling the thin blanket over her body.
"I like everything about you."
She watched his eyes, her lips slightly swollen from his kisses curving upwards contentedly.
Seeing him turn away, she thought he was leaving and quickly sat up, "Zimo..."
Turning his head, he came back, bent down, and kissed her face, "Don't worry, I'm just going to check if the door is locked, I'll be right back."
He grabbed a pillow and tucked it behind her back, then turned to leave the room, carefully checking the front and back doors downstairs to make sure everything was secure. He returned to the kitchen, cleaned up the clothes they had ripped off each other, then went back upstairs to look in on Mo Mo in her bedroom, before finally returning to the guest room where she was.
