After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 2143: Chapter 2147: He Actually Guessed It

”Are you very sad?” Luo Xiaoqian noticed the depth in his eyes, ”I’m sorry...”

They used to be so in love, yet she doesn’t remember him at all now; he must be very sad, right?

”No, Xiao Qian, don’t apologize to me. There’s no need for apologies between us. I know this isn’t your choice...” Leng Zimo gently held her face, his eyes full of pampering, ”Actually, you do remember me, don’t you?”

”I’ve dreamt of you.”

Luo Xiaoqian whispered, and after speaking, her face suddenly flushed.

There were mainly two kinds of dreams she had: one where she could see a distant figure playing the piano, but couldn’t see his face clearly, and another where she was very close to him, doing the most intimate things, yet still unable to see his face.

The only time she clearly saw him, it was his disguised appearance.

Thinking about those things, Luo Xiaoqian felt a sense of shyness and dared not look at him directly, only slightly lowering her eyes.

The moonlight fell on her little face, half of it in the moonlight, and half in darkness. Her eyes glistened with a watery light, and because she was a bit shy, her long eyelashes were slightly lowered, casting a faint shadow.

”What did you dream about me?”

Leng Zimo asked curiously.

This piece of music hadn’t stirred her nerves, or perhaps it wasn’t the part she was most concerned about. If he could know what she dreamt about, maybe he could use it as a starting point to stimulate her memory.

”Actually...” Luo Xiaoqian stuck out her little tongue and made a playful face, ”I kept dreaming of someone playing the piano. I wanted to see him, but couldn’t get over, and also...”

”And what?”

”N-nothing...”

Luo Xiaoqian hesitated to speak. Even though she now knew what had happened between them, she still felt too shy to talk about those dreams in front of him.

Leng Zimo raised an eyebrow, seeing her expression, suddenly thinking of something.

He leaned over to her ear and spoke softly.

”Was it, being intimate with me?”

Luo Xiaoqian’s mind buzzed; he... he actually guessed it?!

Her face immediately burned as if on fire, wishing she could find a hole to hide in, her head lowering even further.

”Tell me, is it?” Leng Zimo insisted domineeringly.

”Zimo...” Luo Xiaoqian raised her face, looking at him, extending her tongue to lick her somewhat dry lips, ”You...”

She wanted to change the topic, to talk about things between him and her.

But before she finished speaking, his lips had already come over, stopping her words in her throat.

”Mmm—”

Luo Xiaoqian’s words turned into a string of meaningless sounds.

With one hand holding her waist, Leng Zimo’s other hand had already lifted to rest on the back of her head, holding her. His kiss was filled with a domineering and predatory taste.

If this was her most memorable part, then let him use his passion to awaken her memory.

Only, she was too wonderful, too sweet.

After kissing her, Leng Zimo easily forgot his original intention, naturally focusing his attention on the kiss itself.

He wanted her so much, how could he be satisfied with just a kiss?

Kissing her, his hand had already moved away from her waist, his fingers wandering over her ribs like playing the piano.

The air was taken away by him, and Luo Xiaoqian only felt her heart beating ever faster like a drum, this kiss completely different from the one in the kitchen before.