After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 486

Chapter 486: Chapter 489: Father Leng’s Invitation【7】

Father Leng’s Invitation [7]

Under the moonlight, Leng Zimo’s dark eyes shone like stars, his gaze brimming with a doting expression.

Gazing at his broad back, Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips, stepped forward, and leaned onto his back. When she was young, she always envied other kids who were carried home on their father’s back. But her father was simply too busy, spending no more than a month at home in total each year, so there was hardly any time for him to spend with her.

Leng Zimo supported her body with his hands and stood straight up, walking step by step towards home.

When he had finished reading that notebook, he had already decided to help her fulfill her dreams, one by one.

The moonlight, frost-like, cast the silhouettes of the two.

Luo Xiaoqian lay on his back, recalling how he had looked through her notebook that afternoon, and she suddenly realized why he was doing this.

She didn’t speak, just spread her arms out into the half-empty space.

"Zimo, I want to fly!"

"Okay!"

He laughed, then began to run forward with her on his back, taking long strides.

The wind swept up her long hair and rushed through her outstretched arms—it truly felt like flying.

She laughed out loud and then wrapped her arms around him, turning his face towards her with her palm.

"Zimo, I’m so lucky to have met you!"

He was about to speak when she leaned in proactively and kissed his lips.

Releasing one arm to let her slide down, he didn’t hesitate to kiss her back.

The waves, the beach, the two of them became one with the kiss.

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He had already prepared what to say and was just waiting to see Luo Xiaoqian. He was going to throw a tantrum, make a scene, and even kneel if necessary, all to make sure he ended up in the deepest, most emotional embrace with her.

Thinking about how his strategy was about to succeed, he swelled with pride, covering the ground to the Mercedes in quick strides.

He was still a few steps away from the Mercedes when the back door automatically opened.

A foot clad in a high-end Italian custom shoe stepped out leisurely, followed by a person alighting from the car.

As he recognized the face and who it was, Lu Hao’s legs went weak, and he nearly dropped to his knees.

My goodness, dear mom, why on earth did you invite this gentleman here!

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Goodnight