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The two hadn't seen each other for half a month, and combined with Leng Zimo's years of physical training, his body was naturally superior to that of ordinary people. After their intimate moment, Luo Xiaoqian just lay in his arms, so sore and limp that she didn't want to move, and the plan she had to practice dancing again that evening had to be shelved.
Dinner was delivered directly to the room by Leng Zimo, and because Yu Tong had given special instructions, Gao Jie and Lin Ye didn't come to visit Luo Xiaoqian as usual.
Considering she had a dance class the next day, Leng Zimo was very considerate and restrained himself instead of indulging.
After dinner, the two simply lay side by side on the pillows, chatting.
Even though they spoke on the phone every day, and often more than once, they still had endless topics to talk about when they met face to face.
Most of the time, it was her speaking and him listening.
