บท 92: Chapter 92 Practice Dancing

Leng Zimo strode down the stairs, but Luo Xiaoqian remained seated without moving.

"I haven't finished my soup yet."

"I'll wait for you upstairs!" He didn't stop and headed straight upstairs.

Luo Xiaoqian hung her head and sipped the soup, spoonful by spoonful.

She didn't leave a single drop in the bowl and slowly and reluctantly washed the bowl, tidied the kitchen, and took out the trash... until she could find no excuse to stay downstairs, then she reluctantly made her way upstairs.

She pushed open the door to the bedroom, only to find that he wasn't there.

Neither was he on the balcony. Could it be he was taking a shower? But why wasn't there any noise?

Luo Xiaoqian tiptoed to the bathroom door like a thief, pressing her ear against it and straining to listen.

Behind her, Leng Zimo's voice suddenly sounded.

"What do you want to listen to?"

"Ah... nothing!" Luo Xiaoqian straightened, "I wanted to use the bathroom and was worried someone might be inside, so..."