After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 670

Chapter 670: Chapter 674: Do You Know How Beautiful You Are?! [1]

The bed was a European-style carved bed, with everything from the bed itself to the canopy and even the bedding being authentic medieval style, extravagantly beautiful.

Luo Xiaoqian stretched out on it, her long hair fanned out behind her, shimmering with a quiet glow under the moonlight.

Leng Zimo kissed her face, then sat up straight, "Let me take a look at you."

He got up and suddenly pulled back the curtains.

Silver moonlight immediately poured in from outside the window, scattering over half the room and the entire large bed.

The room suddenly brightened, and Luo Xiaoqian instinctively curled up.

Her skin was tinted with moonlight, looking like porcelain, delicate and shining, with her long hair spread out on the white sheets, blooming like black flowers.

In the moonlight, Leng Zimo walked back to the bed and reached out to lift a strand of her long hair.

"Silly girl, do you know how beautiful you are?!"

Luo Xiaoqian lifted her face, which was buried in the sheets, and made a funny face at him, her cheeks red.

"You’re seeing beauty because you’re in love."

She never thought of herself as particularly beautiful.

"No, you really are beautiful, like an angel."

Luo Xiaoqian’s lips curved up slightly, "Really?"

"Of course."

Leng Zirui’s fingers lifted, touching her face and gliding like playing a piano over her shoulder, lingering a moment at the nape of her neck, immediately causing a fine shiver to ripple across her skin.

"Cold?"

Feeling the change in her skin, he asked with concern.

"Not at all."

She murmured softly.

With him there, how could she possibly be cold?!

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"Zimo!"

She called out to him again.

Luo Xiaoqian returned a good morning kiss and then glanced at the desk, "What are you writing?"

"Not writing, drawing. I’ll show it to you."

Leng Zimo stood up, took the paper from the desk, and Luo Xiaoqian also sat up, wrapped in the blanket. He then presented the sheet of paper to her.

Seeing the content on the paper, her face turned red instantly.

"You, rascal!"

On the paper, there wasn’t any writing but a drawing of her, lying quietly on the pillow, with the background clearly being the bed she was currently in.

And most importantly, she wasn’t wearing anything.

"When did you draw this?"

"While you were sleeping," Leng Zimo said, looking at her flushed face, "Don’t worry, this is just a draft. When I paint it in oil, I’ll cover the key parts with a sheet."

Luo Xiaoqian’s face fell immediately, "You’re not serious, are you going to turn it into an oil painting?!"

"Not only will I paint it, but I will also frame it and hang it up." Leng Zimo turned his face toward the wall opposite the bed, "Right there, what do you think?"

Not just turning it into an oil painting but also hanging it on the wall?!