The Gold Medal Toolman of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 172 What is it that you love (30)

Luo house.

Shui Miaomiao walked into the bedroom and looked at the furnishings inside, which were exactly the same as before she left.

There are even a lot of clothes in the closet, which are clean.

Shui Miaomiao took her pajamas and walked to the bathroom: "I'll take a shower."

When she came out, Luo Zheng also changed into his pajamas, and sat on the sofa to handle his work.

"finished Wash?"

Luo Zheng forced himself to stare at the screen, for fear that he would lose control if he looked at it.

Miss her so much.

I can't wait to hug her tightly.

But the two haven't seen each other for so long, and I still have to marry Shang Jingrou before we part. I wonder if she's calmed down?

"Ah."

Shui Miaomiao didn't think too much, and sat beside him casually: "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

"Dinner is ready, shall we go down?"

"Ah."

When Luo Zheng heard the answer, he put down his laptop, took her by the hand and went downstairs.

The restaurant was still the same. When Liu Ma saw the two of them, she hurriedly greeted them to serve.

Shui Miaomiao looked at Mama Liu, feeling that she hadn't changed much, and said hello with a smile: "Mama Liu."

"Good boy, hurry up and eat."

Liu Ma moved her favorite dish in front of her, as if she had never left.

She and Luo Zheng were still the only ones eating.

"Where's your mother?"

"Going abroad." Luo Zheng served her a bowl of soup: "She is used to the life there, but she is not used to it here."

"Ah."

Shui Miaomiao stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

This year, if there is anything she is most dissatisfied with, it must be eating!
Most of the time, she eats canned and compressed food, and the rest is either chicken and chips or breaded ham.

Wanting to eat a decent Chinese meal is more difficult than killing people.

Soon the dishes on the table were swept away by her.

Luo Zheng didn't eat a few mouthfuls, but when he saw that she had finished eating, he asked, "Is it enough?"

"Yeah." Shui Miaomiao wiped her mouth: "I'm full."

"Shall we go up?"

"Ah."

Luo Zheng felt inexplicably uneasy, compared to before, Shui Miaomiao talked a lot less.

Back in the bedroom, Shui Miaomiao went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

Luo Zheng closed the door and walked around the room nervously.

For a whole year, the two had no contact. He was worried that Shui Miaomiao would fall in love with someone else.

Shui Miaomiao came out after washing up: "I don't have your toothbrush here."

"I'll go get it."

Luo Zheng hurried to the next door to get dental equipment. When he came back, Shui Miaomiao was already asleep.

Looking at her sleeping face, Luo Zheng was slightly relieved.

It's great that she is back, wearing familiar pajamas, sleeping in a familiar position, and in a familiar place.

Like nothing has changed.

After Luo Zheng finished washing, he left a small lamp behind and sat lightly on the edge of the bed. Just as he was about to lift his legs, Shui Miaomiao suddenly opened his eyes and punched him, only to find that it was him who quickly withdrew his hand.

"Sorry." Shui Miaomiao moved to the side: "I thought I was sorry, there will be no next time."

Luo Zheng is not a fool, of course he understands the reason for her actions just now, thinking of the environment in which she lived before, her heart throbs with pain.

But I don't know what to say.

comfort her?
Such a strong person should not need it.

Say you feel distressed?

Who pissed her off?

I'm afraid it's not a joke to say it.

Say you miss her?

I haven't found her for a year, is it fake?

Shui Miaomiao lost sleepiness and simply leaned against the bedside to play with her mobile phone.

Weibo is still that Weibo, a lively gossip holy land.

After looking at the recent hot news, she twitched her lips: "You have changed your temper, and you only have scandals with Shang Jingrou."

"Miaomiao."

"It has nothing to do with you if I leave." Shui Miaomiao swiped Weibo: "Don't think too much."

Luo Zheng suddenly became angry: "Is it related to my brother?"

"Some, not many."

Luo Zheng only felt sad.

I am a living person, how can I beat a dead person?
Shui Miaomiao felt it, and turned her head to look at him: "Don't get me wrong, I saw him as a senior."

At this moment, Luo Zheng deeply understood that a word can make someone die, and a word can also make a person live.

He ignited hope again: "Really?"

"Yeah." Shui Miaomiao smiled: "Go get the marriage certificate tomorrow, I don't want to wait any longer."

After Luo Zheng was ecstatic, only doubts remained: "So anxious?"

"I don't want to forget it."

Shui Miaomiao turned off the phone and pulled the quilt over his head, leaving him with a back.

Luo Zheng pondered for a while before opening his mouth cautiously: "It's not that I don't want to, I just want to give you a perfect wedding."

"Getting a certificate is getting a certificate, and a wedding is a wedding. They are two different things."

"Miaomiao."

Luo Zheng hesitated to speak.

Shui Miaomiao didn't have that much patience: "If you have something to say, you have to fart."

"I-I want to hug you, is that okay?"

"Okay."

He could fall asleep in the crowd of dead people, so how could he be afraid of Luo Zheng?
Shui Miaomiao turned over and consciously lay on his arms, blinking her big eyes and looking at him quietly.

Luo Zheng hugged her into his arms, smelling the familiar scent of shower gel on her body: "Can you tell me?"

"There is a chance, I don't want to mention it now."

Shui Miaomiao knew what he wanted to ask.

But she's not in the mood now.

After a moment of silence, Luo Zheng whispered, "I'm sorry."

"I really want to apologize and get a marriage certificate with me as soon as possible."

Luo Zheng was even more puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask.

Shui Miaomiao looked into his eyes: "Changed your mind? Fall in love with someone else?"

"no!"

"Then why are you still hesitating?"

Luo Zheng was still cautious: "I want to tell my mother, and your parents, shouldn't I tell them too?"

"Ah."

Shui Miaomiao hooked the corner of her mouth: "There is really no rush, I am like this, I can't see my parents."

As she spoke, she turned over and lay flat, her collar fell to the side, revealing the scar just below her collarbone.

Luo Zheng grabbed hold of it: "Are you injured?"

"It's a small injury, it's already healed."

Shui Miaomiao didn't care.

Who doesn't have injuries when working as a bodyguard in a place like that?
Luo Zheng looked at the hideous scar, which looked like the mark of being stabbed with a sharp weapon, and felt extremely distressed: "Didn't you wear the thing my brother gave you?"

Shui Miaomiao paused, and twitched the corner of her mouth: "I took off for two months to exercise myself."

Luo Zheng touched the scar with his fingers, and said slowly, "I'm sorry."

Shui Miaomiao pulled his hand away, found a comfortable position, and closed her eyes: "Go to sleep, I'm going shopping tomorrow."

Luo Zheng didn't dare close his eyes.

Reluctant and afraid.

He was worried that he fell asleep, and Shui Miaomiao ran away from the balcony again, and he would never be found again.

Shui Miaomiao woke up in the middle of the night, saw his eyes open, guessed what he was thinking, and raised his hand to touch his face: "Don't worry, I won't leave."

"Really?"

"One word."

Shui Miaomiao rubbed against his arms, felt the changes in his body, and couldn't help laughing: "How long have you been holding it?"

Luo Zheng blushed suddenly: "It's been many years."

"Keep holding back."

Shui Miaomiao put a leg on him with bad intentions and yawned: "I'm so sleepy, you should go to sleep quickly."

Luo Zheng didn't dare to move, he looked at the woman in his arms aggrievedly, he hadn't seen her for so long, she was even worse than before!
After a stalemate for a few minutes, Shui Miaomiao couldn't bear it any longer. She laughed and retracted her legs: "We'll talk after we get the certificate."

Luo Zheng could only agree pitifully.

He can't beat it!
(End of this chapter)