After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 Somniloquy

I really want to eat it!

Luo Xiaoqian instinctively swallowed.

"Do you want to eat me?"

His voice gently arose beside her ear.

She’s so narcissistic to a certain extent!

In the darkness, Luo Xiaoqian curled her lips and, with closed eyes, didn’t make a sound.

She fell asleep, she was asleep!

Pretending to sleep?

Leng Zimo didn’t expose her, and his palm slid up from her waist, coming to rest on her body.

Luo Xiaoqian’s mind buzzed, and her body tensed instantly.

"I want to sleep, take your hand off!"

"I like it!"

His tone was light, yet still domineering.

It was as if her body wasn’t hers but his possession!

She struggled to move away, but she simply couldn’t shake off his touch, unaware that her actions only made him lose control even more.

"Move again, and you’re responsible for the consequences!"

His voice took on an unusual emotion, and Luo Xiaoqian didn’t dare to move anymore, stiff as a puppet and not daring to stir in the slightest.

Seeing she was no longer resisting, Leng Zimo spread his hand gently over her slightly sore stomach.

She was in his arms, his back was very warm, and his hand was just as warm.

The previously uneasy and swollen stomach also seemed to be soothed by the warmth, offering her much comfort.

Already tired from the day, and now in a special state, Luo Xiaoqian didn’t last long before she fell deeply asleep in his arms, and Leng Zimo, holding her, also slipped into slumber unknowingly.

"Mom, stop moving... let me sleep a little longer, just five minutes... five minutes..."

Watching her cute demeanor, Leng Zimo just shook his head smilingly.

But unexpectedly, the little one who had just burrowed into his arms suddenly sat up.

Her eyes were still not open as she pulled the blanket down towards the edge of the bed.

"Where are you going?" Leng Zimo was taken aback.

"I need to make breakfast for my mom, otherwise, I’ll be late..." Luo Xiaoqian replied instinctively, but halfway through, she suddenly woke up, turned her face around, and her puzzled eyes stared at Leng Zimo for a while before she realized where she was.

Thinking that her mother no longer needed her to get up and make breakfast, her eyes suddenly started to sting.

It was only mid-spring, and the mornings in Beijing were still brisk; without wearing any shoes, standing on the floor, she couldn’t help but shiver.

Noticing her reaction, Leng Zimo just frowned.

"Come back!"